Lu Yichen also stood up, "My aunt has died so unjustly, and I also hope that the killer can be brought to justice as soon as possible."
Yun Mo nodded, thanked him, called a waiter to pay the bill, and then they each went their separate ways.
By the time they left the airport, it was already late afternoon. The sky was still dotted with flurries of light snow, melting as soon as they hit the palm.
Because of this, the long road appeared damp and wet under the nourishment of the snow. The greeneries on both sides were adorned with droplets of water.
The winter atmosphere had silently become more intense.
Yun Mo made several calls from the car, and by the time he went to the police station in person, the sky was already completely dark.
Director Chen personally received him and let him look over a case file.
"Young Master Yun, this case has proved to be somewhat difficult," Director Chen said, observing his facial expression.