Su Bai inhaled a deep breath and he transformed back. He searched through his contacts and gave Chu Zhao a call.
"Hello, I say young master Su, aren't you enjoying life in retirement in Chengdu? You still remember you have a suffering police friend serving the public with no night or day far off the east?"
Listening to Chu Zhao who was sloppy as usual, Su Bai felt more at ease. In truth, the owner of the hand did not seem to take any action against Chu Zhao, and perhaps the picture must have been mistakenly taken.
However, thinking that there was such an existence by Chu Zhao's side, and the other party might be a police officer... Su Bai found it inconceivable.
What type of place was the public security bureau?
Even a normal human would have a hint of respect for that place, not to mention those type of things. Hospitals could be haunted, the morgue could be haunted, little alleys could be haunted but never once was there news about the public security bureau being haunted.
