"Attempt to murder?" Wang Shi jeered at the lawyer accompanying the police, looking at the warrant and the attached documents.
"Yes, three days back she had hit my client Tong Po on the head with a bottle of alcohol and fled after he refused to give her the job."
"Brother Wang—"
With the rise of finger Wang Shi stopped Fei Hong from speaking without breaking eye contact with the lawyer, "And where was your client for the past three days?"
"I-In the hospital. Unconscious." Don't know why, but the lawyer couldn't bear the pressure of Wang Shi's gaze.
"I just asked a question. Is there a need to sweat?" Wang Shi appeared to be calm and easy-going, but the body language and the command in his voice were enough to make one shudder. "Officer, Miss. Fei can't go with you."
The lawyer revolted, "B-But…"
