On the phone, Shen Bingqing was silent for a moment, "It's nothing special, just a gut feeling. I think she needs your protection recently. In short, look at the stampede incident in the square; I think you should be cautious. This definitely couldn't have happened for no reason."
"Mm, Qingqing, you're right to remind me. I'll assign more people to it. By the way, take good care of yourself while you're out!"
"Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Shen Bingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the crime scene again. The bad feeling in her heart deepened as she suddenly turned around and looked back. That black car was still parked in that spot, as if a pair of dark eyes were looking at her through the car window.
