Yao Xuanhang and Cui Wenzhe's pupils contracted sharply as they suddenly remembered last night's events.
Just now, they had both failed to recall the experience from last night and its connection to this matter.
Now that they thought about it...
Indeed, how could a common crime involve the Ghost Wall phenomenon?
If it wasn't a common crime, what use would there be in just calling the police?
With this kind of incident, there's no evidence...
Cui Wenzhe became listless all of a sudden, slowly sinking back into his seat, head hung low as if too ashamed to show his face.
Yao Xuanhang fell silent for a moment, his expression darkening. Suddenly, he was no longer as flippant as before and asked in a serious tone, "So, there's no way to deal with him?"
"Of course there's a way. But haven't you thought of something else?" Jiangli curled his lips, feeling somewhat sorry for their intelligence.
Yao Xuanhang and Cui Wenzhe looked at each other blankly.
