Zhang Yunhu's arm holding the teacup stiffened in midair.
Looking at the head of the detective team who broke into the office, his brain seemed to be slapped with a sledgehammer.
The heart skipped a beat.
What's the matter?
It's only been down for a few days.
Is the place where you stay by the wrong name?
Is this Liancheng?
This is Gotham!
I just told Chen Yan that the situation is calm and nothing happened.
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