On the way back home, Chen Baichuan had been thinking about the peculiar incident of objects from the sky.
"Mo, you said that you could find the killer within one day and that you will help with the investigation. What makes you so certain?"
Chen Baichuan elbowed her when he found her absent-minded and distracted state with the phone in her hands.
"Nothing." Qianmo got back to herself and threw a look at the cell phone subconsciously.
He had not sent any message to her. She had also tried calling him when they came out of the police station, but the phone was off.
She was wondering how seriously he had been injured.
"Where is your mind running off to?" Chen Baichuan had no idea what Qianmo was thinking about. The only thing he noticed was that his daughter was not that happy.
"Nothing. I am just pondering about the case."
