A hit-and-run driver, a murderer, yet still able to carry on with their job as if nothing had happened…
It was a kind of irony, wasn't it?
A blatant mockery of the Luo family.
Luo Buyu forced himself not to get too agitated and sat down on the sofa.
“Explain this to me clearly,” Old Master Luo stared at his wife. “I won’t let you brush this aside so easily!”
“Officer Liu didn’t find anything, what could I do? I don’t know anything if there’s no evidence,” Old Madam Xiang continued to say. Then, she looked at Luo Qinghan, “Besides, these documents here aren't necessarily true!”
“I can guarantee that these documents are true,” Lin Xiao finally couldn’t stand it any longer and stepped forward to address the old lady. “Also, I have already handed all these documents to Deputy Director Liu. I believe there will be a conclusion soon.”
“…”
Old Madam Xiang stared at Lin Xiao. She suddenly stood up from the sofa and pointed at him, “It was you?!”
“I had someone investigate for me.”
Lin Xiao smiled slightly. “Old Madam Xiang doesn’t need to thank me. This is what I should do. After all, we can’t let the hit-and-run driver go unpunished and the mastermind escape justice, can we? Neither emotionally, logically, morally, nor legally, is that correct?”
“…”
Faced with Lin Xiao’s rhetorical question, Old Madam Xiang couldn't find anything to refute for a moment, but she still glared at Lin Xiao with fury.
“Grandma Xiang, so, I wasn’t wrong about this matter, was I?” Lin Xiao continued. “Now, someone should be going to make arrests.”
“But…”
“But what? But they are your son and daughter? Or… are you going to shield them? That’s also against the rules,” Lin Xiao said, his tone gradually intensifying. “Grandma Xiang, I think you need to consider your own well-being in retirement, rather than still interfering with your children and grandchildren’s affairs.”
“There are some things you shouldn’t interfere with.”
Lin Xiao felt he truly had patience. At this moment, he could still calm down and reason with this Mrs. Xiang. If it were at another time, if it were in Northern Xinjiang, his subordinates in the Dragon King Army would probably think he had changed.
What kind of good mood would it take to be here explaining things to others?
As he spoke, a subtle aura emanated from him, effectively stifling the words Old Madam Xiang was about to utter.
“You knew about this, didn’t you?” Old Master Luo stared at her, suppressing his pain.
“…I knew.”
Old Madam Xiang glanced at Luo Buyu. For the first time, a look of guilt finally appeared on her face.
In an instant, whether it was Luo Buyu’s family or the Old Master, their expressions became incredibly complex.
Xun’er poked her head out from the dining room, staring curiously at Lin Xiao. “Daddy, what’s wrong with Grandpa and them?”
“Nothing really, they just heard some unbearable news and need a moment to recover,” Lin Xiao quickly went to accompany Xun’er.
Luo Qinghan walked over and stared intently at Old Madam Xiang. She wanted to lash out, but considering Old Madam Xiang’s age, she couldn’t truly act. Her hand, raised midway, fell in frustration.
“You!!”
Old Master Luo had been prepared, but he still clutched his chest, his face contorted in pain.