The 16th floor of the Police Station Building.

Morin, a girlfriend who was looking at the documents in her office, listened to the noise outside, watched a group of people gathered around the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down, and walked out with curiosity and smiled, "What are you looking at?"

A blonde beauty who had just joined the cardiac therapy department had a glittering star with little stars: "Wow, Inspector Edwin is so handsome."

Another beauty was also very excited: "Kicking five meters away with one kick, this is the physical fitness."

Morin was confused.

A member of the negotiation team walked to Morin and told him what happened downstairs just now, then said to Morin: "Doctor, this matter is probably in trouble."

Morin nodded inexplicably.

You don't have to think about this matter and you must have been designed.

Whose newspaper is lying in the New York Police Station? This time, Lake just took action and with a swish, so many reporters who seemed to be ambushing aside in advance.

After gritting his teeth, Morin walked straight to the elevator.

The capture plan has begun.
Chapter completed!