"I'm stepping out."
Mu Yichen didn't reply but simply announced his departure before leaving.
Approaching five o'clock, he smoked a cigarette in the cemetery and then waited for Yang Bo to find him.
"You have three days to catch them."
He was still smoking as he gave the cold order, glancing at the tombstone resting in the cemetery.
Yang Bo was also his good brother, the captain of a certain team at the police station.
Yang Bo nodded after looking: "Is this... Qin Mu's mother's tombstone?"
Yang Bo had a vague memory of it but couldn't recall the details.
"Don't tell anyone about this, including your family."
"I understand!"
Yang Bo nodded, his complexion dark and slim in figure but looked sturdy.
"Go back, have a good New Year's Eve."
Mu Yichen took another puff of his cigarette, his eyes seemingly holding back a fierce fire that refused to die down.
Yang Bo looked at him, nodded, and said, "You go ahead, I'll take a walk around here before heading back."
