Seeing Murong Fei's face suddenly change, and even her tone shifted to one of shock, both Murong Bei and Qin Tian felt a jolt in their hearts, as if something bad was happening.
"What's going on?"
Qin Tian and Murong Bei asked in unison.
Murong Fei was still on the phone: "Wang Yu, don't panic, handle things as they need to be handled. Maintain the evidence, then let the police deal with the rest. I'm coming over right away."
After hanging up the phone, Murong Fei touched her cheeks with a look of frustration.
Qin Tian was sitting in the driver's seat, observing Murong Fei's expression, he asked, "Murong, could something have happened at Club Number One?"
Considering they were in Beijing, the only thing likely to upset Murong Fei would be matters related to Club Number One.
Murong Fei nodded: "Yes, someone died at our Club Number One!"
"Died? What happened?"
Qin Tian was a bit puzzled, "Isn't the club closed during the day? How could someone have died?"
