Ross's eyes narrowed. All his emotions exploded at that moment. His lips moved slightly, but in the end, he only managed to say one word.
"F*ck! Go to the warehouse immediately!" Ross shouted.
Everyone was stunned. They felt as if there were two big invisible hands. One hand was strangling their necks, and the other hand was continuously slapping them.
The scene of death was really in the police station. This was a f*cking joke!
Soon, everyone gathered with their mouths wide open.
Sure enough, it was really there.
Willie was in charge of sending Loggins to the hospital. Hart began to take photos of the warehouse for a first-class trace examination. Bowman put on gloves, put on his clothes, and dissected Zangwei's body on the spot.
Outside the warehouse, Ross was smoking silently. He was in a terrible mood.
"I think he's not just showing off his skills this time. He seems to be warning us," Monica whispered.
