Jiangli hummed in response and then offered her thanks, "I understand, thank you, Captain Song, I'll head over now."
"Hold on," Song Taishan interjected quickly as she was about to hang up, "Abbot, what you just said, does it mean that Dai Jiajun, Jian Lewei's fiancé, intends to kill the homeless man to avenge Jian Lewei? Should I contact the police in the North District? Logically speaking, they should be transferring the person to a psychiatric hospital, and they'll probably arrange for quite a few police to accompany him along the way. I think the likelihood of Dai Jiajun committing the act is not great; could there have been a mistake?"
Jiangli considered Song Taishan's words.
Song Taishan was a veteran police officer, and naturally, his words made some sense.
Dai Jiajun, an ordinary person, unarmed, how could he possibly do anything to the homeless man under police custody?
But at this point, Dai Jiajun was not at home.
