Shen Qianshu did not know how she had arrived at the scene. The surroundings had already been cordoned off by the police. Zhong Ran had injured one of his legs, and fresh blood was flowing out continuously. A doctor was trying hard to perform first aid on him. He said that no matter what, he had to wait for Shen Qianshu and Tong Hua to come.
There was a car which was overturned at the scene. There were bullet marks and a charred corpse. There was also an overturned car not far away. A man was being restrained and detained in the police car. Both Shen Qianshu's eyes were in a blank state, but she was trying hard to stabilize her mind. She could not be confused. She absolutely could not be confused. If she fell into disarray, what would happen to all this?
Young Master is dead.
These words were like an infinite loop playing in her mind continuously.
He is dead.
Impossible.
