lingnan area, outside the police station.
when jing hanchuan's car arrived at the police station, it was already past eight o 'clock in the evening. the street lights at the entrance shone on the snow on the street, melting it into a warm color.
"sixth master, are we not going in?" the jing family members pursed their lips. they were all here, so why were they just standing around?
it was the coldest day in the melting snow. the cold wind made the bones in his body tremble and loosen a little.
jing hanchuan stood outside, his expression hidden in the night. his gaze fell on a media company's car that was still blocking the police station. " which media company is that? "
"i'll go and check."
there was a logo on the body of the car, but it was relatively far away and couldn't be seen clearly. the message was sent back, " godfather liu, that's ... "
" the media that first reported on food poisoning, right? "
"yes."
