Can’t Press Forward to the Enemy’s Headquarters

Hearing Xiao Guofeng's answer, the police detectives were shocked.

If Feng Lin really did have such a sunflower print scarf, did it mean...

"Wow! It's a limited edition!" Zhao Yu couldn't hold back his excitement, as he said over the phone. "If there's a chance, can I take a look at the scarf?"

"No problem, of course!" Xiao Guofeng agreed. "It's in my lover's room! Before she fell ill, she loved wearing that scarf!

"Of course... I'll be satisfied with just one glance! Thank you!" Zhao Yu then chatted with Xiao Guofeng casually for a bit, before hanging up.

"Bro!" After seeing he had hung up, Li Beini couldn't help but shout. "Since Feng Lin had a sunflower print scarf, she had to be the kidnapper, right? Did she really recover from her cerebral hemorrhage?"

"We can't be certain." Zhao Yu shook his head and said. "If we want to be positive, we still have to confirm the facts with her private doctor. Plus, I have to confirm one other thing."