Police station in the west of the city…
As soon as Fu Chen reached the door, which was half-closed, a certain someone's clamoring voice became increasingly arrogant. "Say that again? Do you believe that I'll smash your dog head?!"
His voice was very loud, and he was obviously furious.
"It's rare to see Young Master Duan so angry," Shi Fang said.
Fu Chen nodded calmly.
It was already past nine in the evening, but the police station was not calm. In the yard, other than police cars, there were also many expensive private cars. There were also many people shuttling through the corridors. It seemed that this matter involved a lot of people.
Shi Fang gently pushed the door open, and the scene in the office appeared in Fu Chen's vision.
