"Dad, I know you're only sleeping. Open your eyes."
But that person did not react.
Right at this moment, for an odd reason, a word came to his mind: karma.
Dad had killed Qiao Lian's parents and, to prevent his father from being punished by the law, he had destroyed the account book, thinking that would save his father's life. But right now, his father had still ended up paying with his life.
Lu Nanze hung his head.
He looked at his own hands and suddenly buried his face in them.
Around the same time, two police officers came up to him and asked, "Mr. Lu, someone reported an accident here. Hence we're here to investigate. May we ask a few questions? Was this someone's deliberate action or was it a pure accident?"
Someone's deliberate action or a pure accident?
How could this have been an accident?
Lu Nanze looked up immediately and fixed his eyes on the police officer.
