The night was heavy with silence. So far, the case had not gone anywhere in the direction of a suspect they could arrest. In addition to that, Liwu was still trying to figure out what the reporter was hiding.
Sleazy Han had pretended to get an urgent phone call when she pushed about what he was hiding. At the moment, she was trying to figure out what he was hiding, while reading The Crimson Harbor. Usually, when she read crime novels, she had a smile or focused look in her eyes.
Today, her eyes were narrowed. She was not reading for enjoyment, but searching for clues.
A thick folder was suddenly dropped in her lap. "Every businessman registered in the city," Weijun said, voice clipped. "Do you mind explaining to me why the bureau needs a list of businessmen and not women. Are you guys running some kind of matchmaking service over there?"
