"I won't interfere with the investigation. I will stay in your office and wait."
"It may take hours."
"Then I will have dinner delivered."
Mo Shian was quiet.
"I don't want to sit at home reading rumors about you when I can be beside you," she continued.
The tension in his voice eased.
"Come directly to the private parking entrance."
"I will."
"Do not stop anywhere."
"I won't."
After ending the call, Weiwei turned to Lou.
"I need to go."
"Call me if you need anything."
"I will."
"And if those accusations are false, don't let the internet frighten you into hiding."
Weiwei smiled.
"I have no intention of hiding."
Inside the warehouse's underground level, officers found a locked room at the end of a narrow corridor.
There were bloodstains outside the door.
The tactical commander ordered his team to breach it.
Zhang Yun was tied to a metal chair inside.
