Xiao Long hurriedly said, "Officer, give me two more minutes. Once I go down to the station, I'll confess everything."
The police officers thought Xiao Long's attitude was not bad, so they agreed, "Then make it quick."
Xiao Long looked at Yang Yu with a sincere face, "Mr. Yang, you knew I would meet this calamity, didn't you?"
"Sort of," Yang Yu said, "But you should be thankful for this calamity, otherwise, you really wouldn't have made it past fifty."
Xiao Long was overjoyed at hearing this, "Mr. Yang, then I'll rely on you for everything that comes next."
"Don't worry, to undertake a trust is to be loyal to the trustor. I'll settle the matter of your ancestral tomb properly," Yang Yu said with a slight smile to Xiao Long, "Go on, confess as much as you should. I'll find you a lawyer, so your time in prison shouldn't be too long."
Yang Yu was so confident, naturally, because he had divined it.
