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... llustration of a pair of handcuffs and a short iron staff.

The card’s back showed an iron-barred gate.

At the bottom of the card, small text appeared:

"Prison Patrol."

Just four words. No explanation.

But the image on the card, combined with these four words, was enough to indicate the profession it represented.

Father Shen Shi’an was a street patrol officer. And I’d be a prison patrol?

No.

Shen Ye’s eyes flickered. He observed the ...

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