Just as Lin Fan and Yun Qingyao were preparing to sleep, a sound of knocking on the door suddenly rang out; the police had come to check the room.
Yun Qingyao and Lin Fan exchanged glances, both of them had a sharp expression. Neither Yun Qingyao nor Lin Fan were willing to encounter such a situation at this moment.
Lin Fan got back to Yun Qingyao's bedside, took the Silver Needle from her, restoring her ability to move, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to go in, then cooperate with me well."
Yun Qingyao responded with an oh and sat up.
Lin Fan then walked to the door, opened it, saw the two policemen at the door, and smiled, "Hello, officers."
The two policemen stared at him, one asked, "Why did it take so long to open the door?"
As he spoke, he walked in and saw Yun Qingyao sitting on the bed, both policemen showed suspicious expressions.
"What is your business?" one policeman asked.
