Huo Kewei gritted his teeth with determination, "I understand, I absolutely won't be that foolish." He knew Uncle Yin Nan meant well for him and was frustrated with his father's strong sense of responsibility. Now he also understood the similarity in the two crime scenes that Uncle Yin Nan mentioned earlier.
They are quite similar; the only difference is the different responses of the people involved.
Uncle acted decisively, so he didn't die; the killer died instead. If my father had been like Uncle at that time, he wouldn't have died.
"That's good!"
Huo Kewei and Yin Nan huddled together whispering, leaving others sensible enough not to get too close.
Nan Fei returned the walkie-talkie to the intern beside her. The young policeman blushed, too shy to look at Nan Fei, and took the walkie-talkie with a desire to jump up excitedly.
