At the same time, on the other side of the city, Captain Li Jian was leading his team into an old teahouse named "Qingxin Pavilion."
Faded red lanterns hung at the entrance, and opening the intricately carved wooden door, they were greeted by the rich aroma of tea and the clamor of voices.
"Three of Bamboo!"
"Pong!"
"Win!"
Among the shouts that rose one after another, Captain Li's sharp gaze locked onto a mahjong table in the corner.
Four middle-aged men were concentrating on the game, with a few banknotes scattered on the table.
When Captain Li showed his badge, the four players were stunned, one of them even knocking over a teacup, spilling brown tea all over the table.
"Don't move!"
Li Xu shouted sternly, watching them frantically stuff money from the drawer into their pockets, ready to flee.
"There's no need to panic," Li Jian raised his hand, signaling them to calm down, his voice steady and powerful.
"This time, we're not here to catch you gambling."
