Lai Yong didn't dare to complain.
Shen Xin cut in and asked about the situation inside.
They couldn't blame the colleagues left behind on surveillance.
Mao Yanru was a living, breathing person; they couldn't just restrict her movements. It was winter, and her clothes were thick. Who could have possibly seen a cleaver tucked into her coat?
The problem was, the investigation into Zhou Hui couldn't avoid her. They had to question her.
They just never expected Mao Yanru to go after Zhou Hui with a cleaver.
Lai Yong said, "She's in the office. Our guys were following her. The moment she turned this way, they figured she was going to find Zhou Hui and tried to stop her, but she wouldn't stop her car. They didn't dare do anything drastic to her."
"Then she just charged in. Luckily, Zhou Hui wasn't there."
Liu Jie strode quickly into the factory complex.
There was a four-story office building, which had already been cleared of people.
