When she went to the hospital to see Li Cheng, the man's large belly was wrapped in thick bandages. His face was unnaturally pale. Seeing her, he let out a weak sigh. "It's all my fault for misjudging him. Our master copy was stolen. We might not get it back..."
Shen Lang frowned slightly, took out her phone, and started dialing a number.
Li Cheng was shocked. "Y-y-you... What are you doing?"
"What, you can't tell? I'm calling the police," Shen Lang said, incredulous.
"No, no, no, don't!" Li Cheng stammered, his voice dropping. "He stabbed me, but... I still don't want him to get arrested. You... you can understand, right?"
