Noon.
Yuan Bomian appeared in the command room with red eyes resembling a halo.
"Mr. Yuan, thank you for your hard work. How did the arrests go? No team members got injured, right?" Huang Qiangmin said courteously as he got up to make tea, but naturally, a subordinate took over the task.
"Two got scratched, and one got bitten by a dog. They should be fine. We were too exhausted later, our vigilance dropped, and in half an hour, three incidents occurred, so I quickly called off the team," Yuan Bomian expressed gratitude and sat tiredly on the chair.
"Good that no one was seriously hurt. Being too exhausted is indeed not good. Your decision to pull back was decisive," Huang Qiangmin consoled and then asked, "How was the yield?"
"In terms of yield, we came back fully loaded. The prison van couldn't even fit everything. As Director Jiang would say, we aimed to annihilate them all. Over 40 drug traffickers and over 300 drug users were caught."
"As long as they were all caught."
