It wasn't until three in the morning that Zhao Yu finally finished his work at the police station and returned to the hotel to rest.
It was already so late, so he couldn't return to his hotel in Seoul. He could only find a luxury hotel near the kangzhou police station to stay in.
Of course, Zhao Yu was an important person, so the local police had already arranged for a large number of police officers to come and protect him.
Just like every time he got a super hexagram, Zhao Yu was exhausted. He couldn't wait to lie in bed and have a good sleep.
However, when he thought of the difficult and chaotic case, the terrifying enemy, and Ding Lan's imminent danger, how could he let him sleep peacefully?
At this moment, he had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling and thinking.
