Acupuncture and Moxibustion
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The two officers sped along the road.
"It's past 4 p.m. Is there anyone there?" one of the men asked.
"They said he lives in that village," the other replied.
"Apologize to him, really?" the first man said.
"You're stupid. How will the Deputy Chief know that you apologized?" the other man said.
"What if he asks?" the first man said.
"Then just apologize to him. Nothing would be gained but face," his partner replied. "It will just be a bother for you."
Tian Yuantu had stayed at Wang Yao's for a while. They discussed how to operate the charity foundation and made small talk. They then said their goodbyes. It was around 5 p.m. when he left an another car arrived.
When they two officers arrived, the saw the unlocked door and breathed a sigh of relief. This time, they knocked on the door and came in after hearing the sound inside.
"Ah? What can I do for you?" Wang Yao was shocked to them again.