the next day.

hot sun.

On the edge of the desert, under a simple wooden shed with a boundary marker.

Hans, who was wearing a sheriff's uniform, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said irritably:

"I've seen the video, but so what?"

"There is a serial murder case in your border town, you must arrest them immediately!"

The robot road standing opposite him.

Hans lit a cigarette and took two puffs,

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