Ye Qing walked around the corridor twice, looking for a spot to quietly climb up and personally search for some evidence. However, the police were guarding all around, making it impossible for him to ascend.
Just as Ye Qing was growing anxious, the man who had driven him over earlier quietly approached and patted him on the shoulder.
Ye Qing, with his heart pounding in anxiety, looked up with a less than friendly gaze when disturbed.
The man took a step back from the intensity of Ye Qing's gaze but eventually managed to suppress his own fright, and said in a low voice, "Brother, may I have a word with you?"
"What is it?" Ye Qing asked in a deep voice.
"Come here, over here, it's not convenient to talk here!" The man strongly insisted, pulling Ye Qing aside. After ensuring that no one was around, he whispered, "That... just now... the thing in the car, you... you mustn't tell anyone else, alright?"
