Mist Criminal Investigation Bureau

Enjoying the night view alone on the Bund, the neon lights and breaking waves crush the stars. Hearing the sound of the wind coming from the Jinyi River, the tide beat against the stone fence and frightened the heron. The Oriental Pearl reaches high into the clouds, and the silver hairpin pierces the blue sky of the night. I also dare to climb up to the moon to compare with the cold moon, and pick up the starlight to decorate my police lapel.