This was the first time Wei Yu and Beike had faced each other head-on.
Compared to Wei Yu's cold face, Beike, who was being controlled, was much calmer. He even asked in an innocent tone, "Are you police?"
Wei Yu looked down at Beike. "No."
Beike was held down by two people and could not move his shoulders, so he had no choice but to arch his back and be sized up by Wei Yu.
To be honest, he was very unhappy with the way Wei Yu looked at him, but he endured it and still said in that ignorant and sloppy tone, "Then why are you arresting me? Am I breaking the law?"
Wei Yu's tone was cold as he asked directly, "Where is she?"
Beike pretended to be very confused. "Who?"
Wei Yu raised his eyes and looked at the female salesperson. "Where's the girl who entered your shop with him?"
The female salesperson was a little frightened by the scene. "She's, she's, in the fitting room inside."
