Jimmy stood at the edge of the sidewalk, smoking, the patrol car was parked here, yellow tape sectioning off the area, surrounded by a few bored onlookers gawking at the scene. When Mahong arrived, this was what he saw.
While showing his badge to the police, Mahong called out to Jimmy, "Jimmy, what happened?"
With a cold expression, Jimmy gestured with his hand and walked over: "Just now, a motorcyclist shot at me twice from behind. After I dodged, the shooter fired two more rounds and fled."
Examining Jimmy up and down with furrowed brows, Mahong noticed that aside from some dust on his clothes that left stains when wiped, there was no blood. He seemed to be unharmed, "What did they look like?"
