Chapter 84: Studio Blueprint

Fang Cheng stepped out of the police station at noon.

Anling City was bathed in scorching sunlight, the glass curtain walls of tall buildings reflected dazzling light, the streets were bustling with traffic, and the air in both the main and side streets was hot and teeming with noise.

Fang Cheng paid no attention to this hustle and bustle, driving alone back to Jintang Network Security Company.

He reported to the general manager about today's events at the first opportunity.

Afterward.

Fang Cheng returned to his office, closed the door, sat in the comfortable ergonomic chair, his whole back pressed against the chair's back, elbows resting on the arms of the chair, palms supporting his jaw.

In his heart, he recalled everything that had happened this morning.

At this moment, his emotions were very subtle, very complex.