Early in the morning, Zhao Hongjie arrived at the Municipal Bureau by car.
After turning into the main courtyard and driving a short distance, the driver, Xiaoliu, suddenly slammed on the brakes.
A large, pitch-black bird had flapped its wings and landed on the road in front of them.
A wave of delayed fear washed over Xiaoliu.
He'd heard Zhao Hongjie mention that the Municipal Bureau now had a bird worth seven million, and he certainly couldn't afford the bill if he hit it.
From a distance, Shen Xin jogged over and picked up the Raven.
After caring for it for two days, the bird had started to warm up to him, so Shen Xin was trying to let it fly freely.
Its affection grew too slowly when it was just cooped up in a cage.
Shen Xin quickly stepped aside and gestured for Zhao Hongjie's car to pass.
But Zhao Hongjie rolled down his window instead and asked what was happening.
The Raven was about the same size as the Hunting Falcon, so he mistook it for Teddy.
