His eyes were full of disbelief, and a deep pain was sweeping over him!
The stun gun was in the lake!
Was Ling Fei... also in the lake? In the lake where the temperature had already dropped to minus two or three degrees?
Murder.
Body disposal.
These two thoughts emerged uncontrollably in Song Tian Mo's mind. He clenched his fist and slammed it onto his desk!
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
The cups and files on the desk trembled and slid off the table due to the immense force of his punch, crashing heavily onto the floor.
"Mr. Song!"
"Mr. Song!"
"Are you okay!"
...
Aunt Li knocked anxiously on the study door from outside, her voice filled with tension. The noise upstairs was so loud that she could hear it even from the kitchen downstairs.
The way Song Tianmo had suddenly rushed upstairs earlier only reinforced her feeling that something was wrong.
After knocking for a while, the door finally opened.
But the sight of Song Tianmo startled Aunt Li so much that she quickly backed away.