Anling Police Station, office.
Although it was the May Day holiday, Zhang Biao did not give himself a break.
At this moment, he was grateful he had not taken the time off.
He received calls from Xia Qingqing and the Lincang Police. His hand clutching the thermos cup stiffened involuntarily, his heart seemed to clutch at his throat, and his breathing became somewhat unsteady.
Because, Lin Chuan was risking his life to rescue 12 people, and the outcome was still unknown.
The 12 people were important, but so was Lin Chuan.
Zhang Biao let out a heavy sigh.
With such a serious issue at hand, he had to report to Elder Zhong immediately.
'Beep, beep, beep—'
"Elder Zhong, I'm Zhang Biao, Police Chief of Anling City. I have an urgent matter to report," said Zhang Biao, straightening his back and speaking formally.
"Mhm, go ahead," came the steady voice of Elder Zhong from the phone.