C352 Police Department of the Night

Soong Shisan wasn't buying the waiter’s empty words. He grabbed the waiter by the collar and lifted him off the ground.

“We’ve been staying here for days without any issues, but today, when we all stepped out, my mastiff was snatched. Tell me, is it your crooked inn conspiring with that so-called minister to steal my dog?”

The waiter gasped for air, his face turning a deep shade of red