Her brows furrowed, a headache began to throb, and she still felt something was not quite right.
"There's no evidence right now, don't go out talking about it." Tan Qing pondered for a moment and said softly. Looking at Leng Ye, his expression became heavy again: "Nuannuan, is there surveillance at the parking spot?"
Wen Nuan nodded: "There is, but it was broken for the past few days, only fixed again today. I haven't moved the car at all,..."
Her hand began to tremble slightly: "The car was parked under the company building the past few days because my dad has been going to work, so I always ride with him."
