"You don't know who I am, what do other people's lives have to do with me?"
"Oh, then see you in an hour."
The other side hung up first, Xiao Qiao took a deep breath, this was the most reckless thug she had ever seen, she had made up her mind, she would not ignore the lives of those people, would she?
Yet, she truly couldn't ignore this threat.
Other people's lives truly had nothing to do with her, but if she could prevent a terrorist attack, why would she refuse? Those people shouldn't have died; everyone deserved their originally happy lives.
She had just seen a father holding his dead child with a heart like ashes, and she felt especially uncomfortable.
That child, only about three years old, was covered in blood, long since stopped breathing, and the father just sat there holding her quietly, silently, looking despairing.
She wouldn't allow another terrorist attack.
This was Wesley's jurisdiction.
