"Ah?" Li Yin seemed taken aback, "How can you let her stay at the police station?"
"Because I have no choice. Without proof of her innocence, she has to suffer the grievance." Nan Mochen said.
Li Yin seemed hurt by his words and said sadly, "Little President Nan, I'm sorry. I didn't know things would turn out this way..."
"Of course, you wouldn't know." Nan Mochen's voice was calm, but his eyes on the TV screen suddenly narrowed.
Through perseverance, after searching all night, they finally found Li Yin at Island City's bus station.
Li Yin didn't come to the island alone; an elderly woman was with her.
The elderly woman appeared very old, at least seventy, yet her steps were unusually nimble.
Nan Mochen tightened his grip on the phone unconsciously: "Li Yin..."
"Hmm?" Li Yin called softly, thinking that her frailty had won Nan Mochen's sympathy.
Nan Mochen held back, ultimately swallowing his suspicion: "Rest well."
