"Mr. Ye, a fisherman called the Haichuan County police station, saying that he had found some clothes and certificates suspected of your ex-wife, He Xiyan. Now these things have been airlifted to our police station urgently. I hope you will spare some time to identify them immediately."
The policeman said clearly, without much emotion, as if he were merely notifying something.
But the man notified was frozen there instantly, his mobile phone falling down with a "bang".
As if his feet were filled with lead, Ye Hao could not move forward, his heart convulsing violently.
Just now he was simply nervous, but at this moment, he felt terrified, unprecedentedly terrified.
"Hello, Mr. Ye, are you there?"
At the other end of the phone, the police officer was still pressing for his reply.
Ye Hao stroked his chest, feeling that his heart was going to jump out. After quite a while, he picked up his cell phone and said three words:
