C131 A Weapon with a Heinous Crime!

"Name"

"Wai Bing."

"Age."

"Thirty-two."

"Occupations."

"No..."

After asking about the basic information, Hsing Zhijun crossed her arms and said coldly, "Now, explain."

As for what to say, Hsing Zhijun did not know.

Wai Bing hugged his head in pain and tightly pulled his hair.

He said in a low voice, "I know, from the moment I did this, I knew this day would come, but I had no choice..