379 Building the System: Part 2

Lin Sheng and the two patrol chiefs stood a dozen meters to the right of a black vehicle, looking at the driver's side of the vehicle.

Behind the wheel was a man in his thirties with an army cut hairstyle. He wore a gray suit that looked like he had slept in it last night. On the inside was a blue shirt with a washed-out collar. His chin and above his lips were full of uneven stubble as if he had not shaved for days.

The man appeared calm with his hands on the steering wheel as if he was still driving. Lin Sheng would see it as a normal scene if it were elsewhere. A middle-aged man sitting behind the wheel was an everyday scene. But at this moment, Lin Sheng sensed something weird. The engine was off and the car was not moving.