"I didn't see him when I came."
Fang Weiguo frowned, puzzled, "Zhang Zhongquan is still a suspect in extortion, don't the police watch him?"
Hong Ou remained silent for a moment, then looked towards the ICU.
"Brother Fang, do you think Zhang Zhongquan can still run?"
Fang Weiguo was speechless, feeling a bit awkward.
"But... the incident happened at the police station. Are they really just letting it go?"
"You'll have to ask Mai Encui about that."
Hong Ou said in a low voice.
Fang Weiguo looked again at Mai Encui, who was beside herself, and sighed again, falling silent.
It was obviously not a fitting time to discuss other matters now.
No need to add insult to injury.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
Fang Qing moved towards the boy sitting behind his mother.
He wasn't very old, but he was quite big; if he stood up, he might be about as tall as she was, and possibly even heavier.
"You're called Xiao Qiang, right?"
She sat down beside the boy.
