Hanging up the phone, Zhang Xiuer wrapped her arms around Zhao Yang's neck from behind, leaned on his back, and brought her cherry lips close to his ear to softly ask, "How did it go?"
Zhao Yang grunted and said, "Looks like Li Fangping also hit a big snag at Li Tangguang's place. As for who he was cursing out on the phone after he came out, it's hard to say, but one thing's for certain—he didn't go to Li Xingkui's house."
"Then, in that case, who do you think reported the crime?" Zhang Xiuer asked.
"I think there's a greater chance it was Li Xingkui. After all, he has connections in the county bureau. With some money greasing the wheels, it wouldn't be too hard to look into Li Fangping. Maybe he took preemptive action to eliminate him because he was afraid of us joining forces with Li Fangping,"
