And his opponent might be a single person, a group, or even an entire hostile force.

Therefore, disguising oneself is the best protection for oneself. At the same time, it is also a way to protect these companions.

“Are you really unwilling to come back?” Grace Morgan looked at Andrew Carter, sighed, and asked.

Her words were actually hinting at whether Andrew Carter could, as before, passionately participate in the movement to resist Japan and save the nation.

“My home is here, so of course I’ll come back often.” Andrew Carter said meaningfully.

However, neither Grace Morgan nor Ryan Cooper understood. They were confused by the attitude Andrew Carter displayed. Although they were the same age, at this moment, Andrew Carter was more mature than them.

“These days, you stay in the British concession every day. How many times have you come back? I think you’re already content to be a lackey for the British. National crisis, the life and death of the nation—none of that has anything to do with Chief Carter anymore.” Ryan Cooper said with utmost sarcasm, scoffing.

“National affairs are for the government to handle. You should trust the government and not act on impulse, lest you regret it for the rest of your life.” Andrew Carter said “earnestly.”

“Yuzhen, let’s go. Can you finally give up on him now?” Ryan Cooper pulled Grace Morgan away, leaving without looking back.

Grace Morgan, being pulled by Ryan Cooper, was forced to walk backward, but she kept glancing back.

She hoped Andrew Carter would change his attitude. However, until Andrew Carter was out of sight, he never spoke. The only thing she heard was a heavy sigh.

Chapter Four: The Crime

Andrew Carter returned to Ren’an Lane, changed back into his suit, and still went to the dormitory near Gordon Hall for the night.

To deal with emergencies, the police department required all patrol officers to spend the night in the dormitory. Andrew Carter had just started working and was already a patrol chief, so he usually had to stay in the dormitory at night.

The patrol chief who shared the dormitory with Andrew Carter was named Brian Foster, who was short, with a slightly pointed face, looking a bit like a monkey.

He had been in the police department for six or seven years, always following John Reed, and had deep connections with local gangs.

This fellow never came back before midnight, and every time he did, he reeked of alcohol.

Andrew Carter had been at the police department for three months and had only met him face-to-face less than three times.

He had even less interaction with Brian Foster than with Harold Bennett next door.

After Andrew Carter returned to the dormitory, sure enough, Brian Foster was not back yet.

Andrew Carter didn’t mind. Today was payday; if Brian Foster were in the dormitory, he would have found it strange.

Lying in bed, Andrew Carter couldn’t fall asleep for a long time.

He was reflecting on himself!

David Bolton’s behavior was so odd, yet he hadn’t noticed at all.

Especially after tailing David Bolton, he still didn’t immediately realize his suspicious identity, which made Andrew Carter feel very ashamed.

Ever since secretly joining the Party, Andrew Carter had constantly reminded himself to be cautious at all times and keep his eyes wide open.

However, when something actually happened, he didn’t have the vigilance he should have had.

Andrew Carter had a regular routine; no matter how late he went to bed, he would wake up at 6:30 in the morning.

He would first go outside for a couple of laps, then come back to wash up and change into his police uniform to patrol the streets.

Last night, he fell asleep very late. Besides reflecting on himself, he was also speculating about David Bolton’s true identity.

David Bolton was definitely not an ordinary businessman. There must be another identity behind the owner of the Guangfa Hotel. If David Bolton was just involved in illegal business and wanted to drag him down with him, Andrew Carter wouldn’t be too worried.

What Andrew Carter feared most was that David Bolton might be involved with the Japanese.

Although he didn’t sleep much last night, once he put on his police uniform, Andrew Carter was still full of energy as he headed to 24th Road.

As a patrol chief, Andrew Carter’s main duty was to be responsible for the security of 24th Road.

At each of the four intersections, two patrolmen were stationed. The remaining four patrolmen, led by Andrew Carter, were responsible for patrolling the entire road.

If there were no special assignments from above, Andrew Carter’s job was actually quite easy.

As the patrol chief of 24th Road, the entire street was under his jurisdiction.

All the shops on this road—including hotels, teahouses, grocery stores, trading companies, foreign firms, and residences—were within his patrol area.

In three months, Andrew Carter tried his best to get to know everyone on 24th Road.

He had been a diligent student, and after joining the police department, he applied the same diligence to his work.

He tried to memorize the information of all the residents and personnel on 24th Road, just like he used to memorize English vocabulary.

Of course, three months wasn’t enough for him to memorize everything.

But he already had an impression of more than half of the personnel files.

Near the end of the workday, Andrew Carter walked from the east end of 24th Road to the west end again.

Other patrol chiefs usually patrolled twice a day; he did it four times.

Sometimes, just having patrol officers walking the streets was a deterrent to criminals.

There were five hundred patrolmen in the entire British concession, and during the day, they were basically all on the streets, with someone at every intersection.

If something happened, as soon as someone blew a whistle, the nearby patrolmen would immediately come over.

After a while, the police department’s patrol cars would arrive with reinforcements.