Xiao Lin's contempt made Han Fei raise his eyebrows. Having served as an official for so many years, he had encountered all kinds of people, but it was the first time he met such a robber, whose provocative gaze contained disdain for the police, and even being held hostage, he hadn't lost his wildness.
Han Fei dropped the loudspeaker and walked up to Xiao Lin, glancing at the child beside him. "Is this your doing?" What was wrong with a young man in his early twenties to come here just to deal with an unarmed child?
"Director, there's another corpse inside."
"What?" Han Fei shouted.
Ghost's corpse was carried out and placed behind the car, while Xiao Lin watched the child placed on the side, coldly glaring at Han Fei with furrowed brows.
