When Yin Feng walked into the Lushan Branch Bureau, his face was as icy as frost. But after only a few steps, someone greeted him, "Mr. Yin, you're here?"
He glanced at the man, a brawny police officer, and simply muttered a sound of acknowledgment.
"Little Yin is here." This time, it was a cleaning lady greeting him, her face blooming like a flower. "Oh my, Little Yin, why are you dressed like this today? Not lively at all. Are you here for sister You? I haven't seen you in a few days, did you two have a fight?"
Too many questions made Yin Feng slightly frown. He didn't say anything, just nodded, and continued to walk in.
Further in, he bumped into Ding Xiongwei. Yin Feng didn't recognize him, only felt that he looked vaguely familiar, so he gave him a few looks. Ding Xiongwei, a sly man, was amazed to see the drastic change in Yin Feng, displaying a cold, restrained demeanor that was nothing like the pasted eyes of a sticky bunny.
