"Chief, I didn't save the child. When I went over, the child had already been saved. Even the child abductors were under control." The young policeman did not intend to take credit for Jiang Xi's actions. There were so many people around, and he could easily find out what had happened by simply asking.
The police chief glanced at the young policeman and nodded. After a while, a car arrived at the entrance of the police station. The chief's expression changed slightly, and he quickly went forward. "Old Master Yan, why have you come personally?" A middle-aged man and woman followed behind Old Master Yan. The middle-aged man wore glasses and looked gentle. The woman beside him was his younger sister, Yan Hui. Yan Hui had a small round face. Her facial features were delicate and well-coordinated, especially her eyes. One's heart could be melted just with one look from her.
