DIANCHEN POLICE STATION
Qi Yan stood silently by the entrance of the conference room, a soft groan of pain escaping his lips as he slowly lifted his arms and fold them together on his chest, his bandaged shoulder flexing in the process. Qi Yan exhaled, slightly nodding towards the group of officers who offered him their salutes as they made their way out of the room before shifting his attention back to the small crowd of reporters gathered in the room with Li Ming Hao being the center of their attention.
From where he was standing, he could faintly hear the reporters questions to Li Ming Hao which were mainly about Sui An's death, the cause, and so on and so forth.
