2 AM.
Zhang Tianlong had just lain down when a phone call woke him up.
He complained that he hadn't slept on time for several days.
Why does the phone always ring in the wee hours each time!
Don't you all have a sense of public decency, can't you talk in the morning, or at least earlier. You really know how to pick the time.
But the moment he answered the phone, all his drowsiness dissipated into thin air.
"What, Old Hou got arrested, the charge is poisoning the main perpetuator, and they caught him red-handed, he still had the remaining poison in his hands?"
"Hou Liangliang also got arrested, the charge is destroying evidence, obstructing judicial fairness, again caught red-handed?"
After hearing these two pieces of news consecutively, Zhang Tianlong felt his heart couldn't take it.
Plus, he hadn't slept well these past few days, and this time his heart ached thoroughly; he could only clutch his chest, taking deep breaths.