Walking to the garage, Feng Jing took out a black baseball cap and handed it to Yin Tao. "Put it on. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Yin Tao didn't reject Feng Jing's good intentions. She put on her hat and sat in the front passenger seat without saying a word.
Feng Jing looked at the uneasy Yin Tao and comforted her as he fastened her seatbelt. "It won't be Xu Shan's. Don't worry."
Upon hearing Feng Jing's words, Yin Tao's eyes instantly lit up. She hurriedly asked him, "Did the person who reported the case described the deceased?"
Feng Jing shook his head because the police officer who told him about the murder case in Linjiang Children's Home didn't say anything.
"It's my intuition, but just trust me once." Feng Jing sped up. There were not many cars on the road because it was already night.
