บท 1532: When shepherds quarrel, the wolf has a winning game.

The person in the black sedan quickly opened the door. "Sir, madam, please."

In less than twenty minutes, they reached the police station. Zhao Jingcheng was anxiously waiting at the entrance for their arrival.

"Please sit inside."

"We aren't here to have tea. Didn't you call my wife here to confront Huang Zhian?" Ji Ziming's icy voice was tinged with hostility as his gaze turned similarly chilly.

"Sir, that's not it. I believe that there are no problems with madam. It's that guy who has tricks up his sleeve, so we need to invite the both of you over for a bit."

"Let's go in. It's already quite late. Let's wrap this up fast, so we can all go home early."

"Yes, yes, yes. Sir is right. We've already prepared everything for you and madam. This way; madam, please follow me on the other side."

"Is that guy there?"

"Yes." The police officer nodded, the respect for the man in his eyes turning up another notch. "Do you want to go, too?"