45 Blood on her hands

"And you are…?" Zhang Yang asked.

"I'm Mo Han, a lawyer and her brother."

His name was incredibly familiar to Zhang Yang, as if he had heard the name somewhere before. His eyes lit up suddenly, "Are you Barrister Mo that Old Zhang is always talking about?"

"You know Old Zhang?"

Zhang Yang smiled and scratched his head. "Old Zhang is my mentor. He guides me with my work at the police station."

Old Zhang had mentioned that Barrister Mo had helped him solve a pretty tricky fraud case a few years back. As a result, Old Zhang had always been very grateful to him. Remembering what his mentor had said, he smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry. I didn't realize that you're Barrister Mo. Actually, there's not much more to be done here. You can both go home."

Mo Han replied, "Thank you. If there's anything that pops up, feel free to contact me anytime. Old Zhang has my phone number. We'll definitely do our best to help the police to solve the case."