Just rode past the Great Wall Building and the whole entrance is swarming with military police. Several big tour buses are parked sideways right along the road, engines still running, doors shut tight. A crowd of onlookers has gathered around—even the iced coffee cart on the corner had to roll a few meters back just to avoid getting swarmed.
MP officers in uniform have completely sealed off all the entry and exit points, so nobody's walking in or out. With that many buses parked there, it looks like they're either hauling people away or moving things out. Passing motorists on motos are slowing right down, craning their necks to look inside, but nobody's daring to linger too long.
Around here, whenever you see military police and buses show up together like this, you know something major is going down. The evening air is thick with dust and moto exhaust stinging your eyes, but people running local rental rooms and grocery stalls are standing out front whispering to each other. The whole street's vibe just tightened up instantly—probably gonna be a lot of sleepless nights in the neighborhood tonight.
