"We can't find it with our power alone." Qian Jiangyue took over the conversation.
"So, we can only rely on the power of others," Qian Cangyi sighed, "In this city, who has the greatest power, who wants to know the truth the most, the answer is obvious."
"You can turn yourself in," Qian Jiangyue's smile on her face was very bright.
Qian Cangyi rubbed his nose with his right index finger, "What should I turn myself in for?"
"Could it be that you want to … this would be interesting." Qian Jiangyue understood Qian Cangyi's idea.
"Well, only if the police take it seriously enough will my words have some effect." Qian Cangyi squinted his eyes, he had not slept until now, and he was finally getting exhausted.
After leaving Chunhuai Temple, the two found a nearby family inn, one room for each.
