In the office.
The evening breeze swept by, bringing a chill that passed over the three people's cheeks, making them somewhat more alert.
As the director, Zhang Biao immediately replied to Lin Chuan, "Lin, do you have concrete evidence? I'll send someone immediately, no, I'll come and get you myself!"
"Okay."
Lin Chuan had expected this reply.
Half an hour later.
Shen Qianqian drove up in a six-seater SUV, appearing downstairs of Lin Chuan's building.
At this point, the Little Landlady had also changed her clothes.
The group headed to the police station.
The whooshing wind blew fiercely, a bit biting, making a whistling sound in the quiet winter night, echoing through the streets.
Lin Chuan stepped into the police station.
He was a bit surprised.
It was now 11 p.m., and yet there were so many familiar faces working overtime.
For instance, Yu Shan from the Cyber Security Detachment, He Song from the narcotics team, and others.
