"Brother Tian, do you believe He Biandan would kill someone?"
Ye Tian frowned, "What do you know?"
"Five million! Zheng Ergou, no, Zheng Dazhi's house is hiding five million!"
Having five million in a small police officer's house is already unbelievable, but looking at Chuanzi's expression, it seemed that the focus was not even on the five million. "Just speak your mind. I've only just gotten wind of some things myself, He Ku and I have been on the run recently, only came back today. Tell me everything you know, otherwise, I can't help you."
Chuanzi swallowed, "Would you really help me?"
"Do you have any other choice even if you don't trust me?"
