Cheng Chen looked at brother Chai seriously. After a long time, he slowly asked, “I want to ask you, is Yu Luoluo really dead?”
Brother Chai’s breathing stopped. He didn’t expect Cheng Chen to ask him this question. Could it be that this guy had noticed something?
Brother Chai sneered, “Dead, DEAD DEAD!”
In a safe cabin somewhere, Yu Luoluo, who was watching a movie in English, sneezed without warning. She rubbed her sore nose and mumbled, “Don’t tell me you’re going to catch a cold...”
In the corridor of the police station, Cheng Chen’s expression froze when he heard brother Chai’s words. He closed his eyes and sat weakly on the bench. All the strength that had been supporting his body during this period of time had completely disappeared at this moment.