Shi Lingyan was helping him clean up, wiping the center console with several wet wipes.
Gao Lian: "Do you have OCD?"
Shi Lingyan: "A little bit."
Gao Lian: "..."
That's, to put it mildly, an understatement!
Gao Lian turned back, continuing, "If you want to pursue their guilt, you'll need to convince Tang Wu's family to accuse them. The sooner this is resolved, the better."
"Right," after tidying up a bit, Ling Yan finally felt more comfortable. He tossed the used wipes aside and promptly pulled out a new one to wipe his hands, "Found anything today?"
"It was someone prepared to damage your car. We interrogated him; he works at a garage, specializing in cars. He knows exactly where to make the alterations - covertly yet lethal. Clearly, he was paid to do this."
As Gao Lian spoke, his gaze shifted to Shi Lingyan, "This person wanted to kill you."
Ling Yan's lips tightened, "Aside from him, what else have you found?"
