The result of no one approaching was that he directly rushed to the third floor of the North District Police Station by himself, standing at the entrance of the investigation department with an air of arrogance. "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"
Xiao Lin looked at the first person who spoke to him since he entered, the wooden expression behind the black frame glasses. He seemed completely unable to sense the aura around him and instead pushed up his glasses. "Who are you looking for?"
"Ji Weihua!"
"Oh, he's gone to a meeting, would you like to wait in the resting room downstairs?"
"Really?" Xiao Lin retorted before lifting his foot to kick open the tightly shut door. "Gone to a meeting?"
The person sitting behind the desk was so startled by the commotion that his pen fell to the ground. Xiao Lin squinted at the person who lied without blushing, eager to see how he would try to cover his tracks.
