Yu Jingchen handed her the documents again. "Take a look."
An Ning had just opened the first page and immediately recognized the photo on it. "It's this person, Zhou Xiaobo. He was about thirty when he hit someone years ago, so he should be around thirty-five now."
Yu Jingchen pointed towards the person in the hospital room. "The one lying inside is Zhou Xiaobo."
An Ning blinked. "Looking so old?"
"He has liver cancer, probably in the middle to late stages. It's normal for people to age,"
An Ning impulsively moved to enter the room. "I'm going to ask him."
"If you ask him now, it will only scare him!" Yu Jingchen said with certainty.
"So have you found any clues to his crime?" An Ning asked again.
"There are some clues, but the chain isn't complete after all these years. It'd be best if he confessed himself if we could get evidence quickly." He said, quite troubled.
"Then why won't you let me ask!" An Ning said anxiously.
