At this moment, Lin Liansheng, surrounded by the crowd, approached his son's corpse.
When he saw his son's body, he felt dizzy, almost tumbling.
Too tragic!
Really, too tragic!!
Even though he and Ai Sichun had already prepared themselves mentally on the way, they never expected their son to be in such a state.
That face was not just disfigured, there was no face at all!
It was imaginable how much pain his son suffered when he died!
"Ao Zhong!!!"
"Yes!!"
Ao Zhong immediately stepped forward, solemnly awaiting orders!
"Hasn't the local action department found the murderer yet?!" Lin Liansheng asked through gritted teeth.
"No! They instead wanted us to cooperate. I considered them useless, kicked over their table, and brought the young master out!" Ao Zhong reported truthfully.
"Useless!"
Lin Liansheng was furious: "The Jiangdong officials, just wait for an earthquake! At the very least, the action department will be crushed—what does that old bastard Baili Xi say?"
