A gust of invisible cold wind lightly lifted the transparent curtain hanging at the entrance of the shop, causing it to sway gently.
Ma Junwen caught a glimpse in his peripheral vision of the conspicuous and eye-catching police uniform at the entrance.
In an instant…
The fear of those years dominated by surprise inspections of entertainment venues by the police surged up within him.
His heart inexplicably tensed up.
Even his voice became stuttered: "Boss Huang, Boss Huang... um... um... the police are here..."
The other rich kids saw it and instinctively stuttered as well: "Whoa... it really... really is... the police... ah..."
The other dining customers in the shop heard the alarm and all looked up in the direction of the entrance...
Sure enough, they saw a police officer lift the transparent curtain swaying at the entrance and then stride into the shop with long steps.
That resolute gaze and ruthless stride, along with a righteous aura.
