Bo Yuting's breath paused slightly on the other end of the phone, clearly also thinking of this possibility. He suddenly said, "I have an idea."
Lin Wu: "I have an idea too."
Bo Yuting laughed, "Wonder if we're on the same page?"
Lin Wu raised an eyebrow: "Say it at the same time?"
"Sure," the man chuckled in response.
Lin Wu then said, "Go to the hospital morgue—"
"—to see the fake Zhang Yuge?" the man's voice on the phone overlapped with his.
"Exactly."
Lin Wu replied.
Bo Yuting sighed, "Looks like I won't be getting a good night's sleep tonight."
Lin Wu couldn't help but laugh as well, "Quit the chatter, hurry up and change, I'll wait for you outside the villa."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Wu opened the drawer, grabbed a set of keys at random, got up and went downstairs, drove out of the garage, and stopped outside Bo Yuting's house.
