Just as I got off the elevator, I saw a police car at the entrance. Luo Xiying was a bit surprised. Who would have thought that the police, upon seeing Luo Qianqian in a wheelchair, approached them and showed their badges: "Hello, we've received a report claiming that this student is involved in a murder case."
Luo Qianqian chuckled coldly, "That's correct, but are you sure you want to investigate?"
Luo Xiying looked at his niece, who was sickly but acting like a ferocious little kitty, and smiled, "Sure, I'm the guardian."
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes; her mother was in another city, okay? Moreover, the guardian associated with the killing clearly should have been Ye Liang.
The police, looking composed, furrowed their brows, "Please come with us."
Luo Xiying nodded indifferently, took out his phone, and contacted Ye Liang. Ye Liang had just arrived today to deal with Luo Qianqian's matter when he heard about this incident.
