Since the girl claimed her father was very rich, she had to be that wealthy girl, Zhang Yalin.
A strong stench wafted from her, mixed with the odor of a newly decaying corpse... Watching this scene, Bei Mingyuan took a fifth step back.
'So what's the point of being a cop? You have to save everyone, you can't just follow your own heart. If letting a woman like this tremble in your arms without a single complaint is what humans call a "nice guy," then I'd rather be an eternal ice man.'
Bei Mingyuan's mind drifted again. He really wanted to turn around and leave. The fact that he only retreated five steps before stopping and staying put was already an act of extreme restraint, all for the sake of those forty points.
And the following conversation confirmed Bei Mingyuan's judgment.
"What's your name?"
"Zhang Yalin."
"What about those two?"
"Qiao... Qiao Ning, and... Dai Xiaoqing."
"What happened? Why did you leave school without permission and come here?"
