Ghost Yingluo, you're: ghost!

Halfway through, Lu Zhui received a call.

Then, she hung up and looked at the man in the back seat with a complicated expression.

"What's the matter?" Nian Yu asked with his eyes closed.

"Young Madam went somewhere!" Lu Zhui hesitated for a few seconds before saying.

"Let's just go there directly."

No matter where she was.

"Young Madam went to the guardhouse!"

“……”

Nian lie slowly opened his eyes, his emotions in turmoil.

……

Ying city's Detention Center.

In the conference room, ning Qing sat there, her thoughts flying.

Not long after, a sound came from the door.

The prison guard brought in a person. Her hands and feet were shackled, her hair was cut short, and she looked withered. She was placed on a chair on the other side of the table.

Ning Qing stared at the person who had his head lowered, shocked beyond words.

Other than the size of the skeleton, how could one tell that it was a woman?