The hope that had just ignited in the black-clad man was instantly extinguished.
Moreover, the sparks on his body all turned into ice at this moment.
His whole body stiffened as he slowly turned around, trembling, to look at Ma Xiaotong who was sitting silently by the side.
Just then, Ma Xiaotong happened to raise her head, meeting the gaze of the black-clad man.
Those gray eyes, that cold expression.
Made the black-clad man quickly turn his head back with a "swish!"
With a pleading look on his face, he looked at Shen Xing'Er and said:
"Um... Miss Shen, is it possible you heard wrong?"
"Did Forensic Doctor Zhang say for me to drive to pick him up, rather than him taking a car to Haicheng?"
Shen Xing'Er certainly didn't understand why her father's subordinate was telling her all this.
She shook her head earnestly and said:
