Xu Jiajia, who had a car, was naturally more convenient than Su Yun when transporting the corpses.
Time passed quickly.
One day, two days…
One corpse after another. In the beginning, Xu Jiajia personally sent them to the police station. In the end, she threw the sack at the door and said goodbye to the guard before leaving.
"Why are you here again!"
The police officer guarding it would be very skilled and drag the sack into the police station with a bitter expression.
All the police officers in the police station seemed to be used to it, but they still felt a headache because their workload had been increasing recently. Moreover, they had never experienced such a ridiculous thing.
"It's over. I have to work overtime again today."
"Someone go find Su Yun and make him stop!"