Chen Ge rushed forward when the investigator leaned back. The distance of three meters was like a gap that could not be crossed.
He did not make it.
The night breeze rushed through his ears, tearing his eardrums. The investigator's face twisted as his body fell through the air. Those were his last three seconds in this world. The distance between them increased. The investigator seemed to say something, but due to the distance and the howling wind, Chen Ge could not hear anything. Through the shape of the man's lips, Chen Ge roughly made out two words—Men Nan.
Chen Ge could not understand why the investigator would bring up Men Nan at the last moment of his life. Perhaps he was trying to confuse him, or he wanted to leave him a message.
"Yao Qinyi!" Lee Zheng's deep roars came from the safety door. A few officers rushed to the edge.
The body landed with a thud. This was the first time Chen Ge had heard a life being lost.
