Passing through the center of He Kou Town, heading to the outskirts, the houses are dense, mostly three or four-story buildings, with relatively fewer people on the streets. Judging by their attire, life seems harsher, and some skinny individuals rest by the roadside.
"Officer, where are we going?" Deng Zhibin cautiously asked.
Su Changxing walked at the forefront, turned his head to look at him, and with a smile said, "What do you think? Of course, we're here to find those Doomsday Cultists; otherwise, what else could we be doing?"
Deng Zhibin's expression stiffened, and he looked around, saying, "The officer means to say there are Doomsday Cultists here."
"You're from around here, what do you think?" Su Changxing retorted.
Awkwardly smiling, Deng Zhibin replied, "I don't know about that; this isn't part of our management area, so we typically don't come around here."
