The police cars at the police station were regularly checked and maintained. How could there be such a huge hidden danger? But the accident appraisal result was just like this. Shen Hanxing's heart was cold. Her heavy emotions were suppressed in her heart, and she was on the verge of exploding. How could those people not take human lives seriously? Her heart felt extremely stifled. She could not help but clench her fists tightly. The wound that had just stopped bleeding burst open once again, and scarlet blood flowed out.
Ji Yan looked helpless. He sighed lightly and gently opened Shen Hanxing's fist with his large palm. He comforted her, "Don't be angry." His voice was slightly deep and there was a hint of coldness in it as he said, "Whatever they do, there will always be traces left behind. We will be able to catch them sooner or later."
