C101 Mr Ye of Jinling City
The noonday sun blazed like fire, its scorching breath leaving one gasping for air.
Wang Zhongyong, fresh from the sweltering outdoors, quickly set his police cap on the table, grabbed his teacup, and gulped down some tea. Qi Tianzheng, drenched in sweat yet still donning his cap, stood earnestly before Wang Zhongyong.
"Xiao Qi, we're both familiar with the case