The rookie cop pointed his gun at Hua Qingyi, half-believing, half-doubting, while glancing back over his shoulder.
Mo Luo was just passing in front of them with a team. The rookie called out to him. "Director Mo Luo, this gentleman says he knows you."
Mo Luo lifted his head and glanced at Hua Qingyi. "He's lying. No one inside 'Bessade' is allowed to leave. Take every last one of them back to the station."
Heh. Hua Qingyi let out a cold laugh on the spot. What a heartless bastard. In the span of a thought the cuffs were already on his wrists, and the rookie shoved him along and out of 'Bessade'.
"Director, there are two dead bodies in a private room upstairs!" The officer who'd been leading the team came running down just as Mo Luo was about to head up.
"Two dead, huh? Take some men to the wine cellar. The perp might be hiding somewhere down there."
"Yes, Director! You guys, with me."
