Arthur Dickinson, a police officer in charge of dealing with narcotics and drug cases, is sitting in his room. The man with the thin mustache hasn’t come home yet, even though his work hours have ended almost two hours ago. The files that lead to the distribution of narcotics still attract his attention this time. “Huh, this case is quite complicated,” he complained. Suddenly, the door to his office was knocked by one of his men. “Commander Dickinson, someone wants to see you. He said he has something important to say,” the junior officer, who seemed to be much older than Arthur Dickinson, said. “A person who wants to see me?” “That’s right commander, did they get permission to talk to you?” the junior officer asked. 
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