at 11:30 p.m. in the central police station, the whole police station is under martial law. The atmosphere outside is not so weird. There is a trace of depression and tension in the air. The atmosphere of killing is gathering slowly.

looking down from the window on the second floor of the police station, you can see that the dense head in front of the police station gate extends outward to the end of the street lamp.

most of these people are local hoodlums. At this time, they don't hold knives or other things. Of course, guns are not necessary. Most of them are casual clothes, which looks more like...