At the murder scene, next to the silver-grey convertible sports car.
Upon hearing that Sande Jisi had relationships with nearly a thousand women before his death, Luo An fell silent instantly.
Truly the way of life for the wealthy in the Free Democratic Federation: boring and tedious.
Additionally, with what exactly do these wealthy people maintain themselves?
Reesi, standing next to him, bowed her head in silence. She had seen the tabloid news about Sande Jisi in the media, and it wasn't an exaggeration to say that the women he was involved with either had good figures or good looks; Sande Jisi never shortchanged himself in this respect.
Thinking about these women, nearly a thousand of them... A feeling of envy and resentment suddenly enveloped Reesi's heart.
Luo An coughed lightly, patted Reesi's shoulder, and then pulled out his cell phone to call Mona:
"Mona, how's the surveillance in the area coming along?"