Song Fengwan knew that Qiao Xiyan was handling something, so she waited quietly in the restaurant. They had originally agreed to meet at twelve, but the two of them only came at around one-thirty. Meanwhile, the matter had already spread quickly online.
It was tied to the recently popular design exhibition and Duan Linbai, and even the surveillance footage of the community was posted online.
Because it was winter, the man covered himself very tightly. He wandered in front of the car for a long time before finally deciding to do something to the car. He splashed a bucket of paint three times before throwing it away and escaping.
People were already looking for this person online.
[This was premeditated, right? He even scouted it.]
[He's most likely a lunatic. How can he do this? I wonder whose car this is?]
[This lunatic should be locked up.]
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