The Midnight Pursuit
Wang Zhiyuan stepped out of the internet cafe, grabbed a takeout meal from a fast-food joint, and headed home. Just like Ding Shuqing had said, his schedule was nuts these days - taking over the night shift at midnight, then having to be at the police station at the crack of dawn, and not getting home until around 4 AM. The little time he had left was spent catching some Zs.
Lucky for him, he could sleep like a baby despite the whirlwind in his head. His brain would hit the pillow and he'd be out cold, no sleeping pills needed. Like clockwork, he'd wake up at 11 PM.
After freshening up and getting dressed, he hailed a cab to the swanky nightclub where Zhou Jin usually hung out. If Zhou Jin had left, the guy tailing him would give him a buzz.
As he got close to the nightclub, he spotted a familiar Santana car. To his surprise, Wang Rui was in it. He tapped on the car window.
Wang Rui jumped, then relaxed when he saw it was him. Rubbing his eyes, he said, "He hasn't come out yet."