Condolences?
Chen Long panicked.
"No, we can't just offer condolences here..."
Miss Xi wouldn't make it, and no one could save Mr. Bo either, that's two lives lost!
He was so anxious that he didn't notice the hidden glances in Xi Rubao's big blinking eyes.
Xi Rubao didn't dare to hint too obviously.
The trap she set had yet to be sprung.
"Vice Officer Chen, if you have time, help me reach out to some contacts in the police department, let them quickly arrest that bastard Fei Ji!"
"I... this... I..."
Chen Long's voice was quickly drowned out by a burst of exclamations: "Baby, baby, look at the news!"
Wu Minghao and Wu Qianman ran up to the stage with phones in hand, breathlessly showing Xi Rubao the live news broadcast.
On Wu Minghao's phone was the latest headline from all major apps: "Tarot easily surpasses the Empire's traditional prediction technique, effortlessly takes a head from a thousand miles away!"
On the headlines so soon?
Xi Rubao was a bit taken aback.
