Chapter 327: Sister's Mourning Dress

On every stormy night, the bright lights shining in the police substations at street corners and alleyways were like lighthouses for the people walking by, offering a symbol of comfort and warmth.

The station was busy with duties, staffed around the clock, hence it was always brightly lit, never closing.

Emergency calls would ring intermittently, the calm and patient voices of the female operators echoing in the office. Amidst the noisy environment, uniformed people came and went through the rain, bringing with them the mist from outside; the transparent plastic curtains would lift for a moment, then fall back into place.

This night was destined to be restless. Several violent incidents occurred in different areas of the city, but due to significant radio interference, not everyone could get in touch with the police in time.