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Feng Lin was temporarily detained, and soon someone would come to interrogate him.
He looked at the clock on the distant wall, and it was only half past one in the afternoon.
Stretching, he lay down comfortably, thinking he had plenty of time, and planned to wait until three o'clock.
If they still didn't let him out by then, he would have to take matters into his own hands.
Xiao Mu, holding Feng Lin's phone and wallet, arrived at the office. She had just sat down when the phone suddenly rang.
"Dad! What's wrong?"
Xiao Mu answered the phone, asking in surprise.
"Aren't you on a day off today? Why haven't you come back from delivering something?"
A middle-aged man's voice came through.
"I had just arrived when I received a distress call and went on a mission," Xiao Mu said indifferently, "I won't talk now, I'll be right back."
"That girl of mine, little Wei is still waiting here for you," the middle-aged man's voice softened.
