rson on the phone clearly knew his temper and immediately said, "Okay."The driver asked, "Mr. Huo, back to the old house"The carriage was dim. Huo Mingzheng glanced at the seat opposite him, rubbing h...That's the police's job, he went to stir up trouble!

The moment he thought about Fu Yan being at the police station now, he didn't know whether to scold Huo Mingzheng for being stupid or...

Well, what else can I say

After hanging up the phone, he didn't dare to waste a moment and drove straight to the police station.

Ho Mingzheng was a strong Chinese man who, if he couldn't bear it anymore, wouldn't take the initiative to call him. Thinking of this, Qin Heng broke out in a cold sweat. Could something have happened

He immediately called Huo Mingzheng back.

...until a mechanical female voice came from the phone—The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.

Qin Heng's face immediately changed, and he slammed on the gas while calling the police station. Since Huo Mingzheng had asked him to pick him up at the station, it meant he was still there, and the police knew his license plate number.

As expected, the people on the other end called back and said Huo Mingzheng was still in the car, just leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed. They didn't dare to approach him and knock on the door rashly.

Cultivating one's spirit

Qin Heng's mind was filled with thoughts of pulmonary hemorrhage, forming a pneumothorax and leading to shortness of breath. He wasn't meditating; it was highly likely that he was in shock.

"If the door is locked, break my car window for me!" he said urgently, his usually calm demeanor shaken. "I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

By the time he rushed over, Huo Mingzheng was already sent to the nearest hospital.

Qin Heng stood outside the emergency room, letting out a heavy sigh. What a sin, what a terrible thing to have happened.

That evening's shooting accident left Cao Fang and Cao Yuan with serious injuries, while Huo Mingzheng suffered even more severe internal injuries.

The Romont family in Zurich, Huo Mingzheng only recently obtained the right of inheritance, but how many people are envious behind his back. Now, it's only known that the shooting was done by someone from the Romont family, but who specifically has yet to be determined.

One thing after another, even if Huo Mingzheng had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't be able to focus on handling everything.

Even iron will rust.

......

As night fell and the bustling police station grew quiet, Fu Yan lay on her bed with her back to the door.

Fu Hánlín received a phone call and only left after seeing her lying in bed with his own eyes.

The detention room was in a dim corner, and the temperature was very low. Especially on rainy nights deep into the night, the chill seemed to seep into your bones.

Even though Fu Hanlin gave her several hand warmers, she still felt cold, a chill that seeped from her bones.

She had no phone or watch on her, and didn't know what time it was. She only felt that time was very long, getting colder and colder. With no one around, her mind uncontrollably replayed the scenes from the day.

The scene of blood-stained hands churned her stomach, a nerve was tugged, and her brain throbbed with sharp pain.

She was shivering from the cold.

Suddenly, the door to the detention room opened, and a figure was reflected on the wall, tall and lanky.

She stiffened, her back to the door.

"I told you never to show your face in front of me again, what are you doing here" She didn't turn around.

The figure grew longer and longer, the person not only didn't stop but was getting closer to her.

She closed her eyes heavily.

A very faint sound came from behind. If it weren't for the eerie silence here, I wouldn't have heard it. It sounded like something rolling over the ground, something familiar, yet because my mind was in a fog, I couldn't place it for a moment.

A clear, slightly magnetic voice flowed into her ears, "Yan Yan, it's me."than I what Shen Wei has done. Mr. Shen's career path could go very far, but if he had blemishes on his record, it would be a pity."Shen Rushan wouldn't have failed to hear the subtext. He had already...