God!

The criminals and victims were handed over to the police and he left his contact details to them.

Ling Ping'an felt that he could leave now.

He greeted the female police officer, "Miss Officer, I'm taking a leave first!"

Without waiting for her reply, he turned around and walked back along the road he came from.

As he walked, he hummed a tune happily.

"How old are you this year, dream?"

"You always seduce young friends..."

The singing voice that was out of tune reverberated in the night sky.

Ning Qinghong stared blankly at the back view that was slowly disappearing into the distance.

Under the moonlight, the thin young man walked slowly.

Darkness and the moonlight surrounded him.

It was as if he was worshipping, but also as if he was praying.

Turning around, Ning Qinghong looked at the scenery in front of her.