C894 Tomb Maker

Old Hao stared at me for a while, took off his glasses, and blew on the lens of his glasses. He pinched the sleeve of his Zhongshan suit, carefully wiped the lens, then put on his glasses once again, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he looked like a completely different person.

"Are you really a cop?"

I nodded