"My friend went on a trip; he's Mr. Zhai from upstairs in 2402. I didn't know he was away until I asked his neighbors and found out he was abroad," Qin Shaobai asked the landlord early about the upstairs resident's situation.
"Alright, thank you for your testimony. We will collect evidence, and we also hope you can keep this confidential. We'll keep you updated on the case progress."
"Thank you for your hard work."
When leaving the police station, it was just dawn, and Qin Shaobai was standing outside smoking, with a suit jacket draped over his shoulders, one hand propping up the car, exuding a lazy yet slightly disheveled aura.
Upon hearing her footsteps approaching, he extinguished the cigarette, "Let's go, sleep in the car for a while, and wait for Jue to come over and handle it."
