Ling Qingyu was in a daze and stopped chattering. Tang Ziyi felt bored when she saw there wasn't any resistance. The script she prepared was useless. It appeared Ling Qingyu's mental endurance was getting higher and higher.
Their attention was now on Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning, who were whispering their words. Black lines formed over Tang Ziyi's and Ling Qingyu's foreheads.
Why were they discussing as if preventing others from hearing? What needed to be so secretive? Even Tang Ziyi's sharp ears couldn't ping a thing.
The two blamed the policewomen without understanding. Yang Qingyue and Cai Ning usually discussed in low tones because they were used to in an officer environment. It was their behaviors engraved to the bones.
Subconsciously, Yang Qingyue's duo didn't want their words to offend others. No matter how bad their reports became, Ling Qingyu and Tang Ziyi could accept them objectively.
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