C322 Identity of zhang chao

"Who do you think he is, an ordinary friend of mine?"

Bai Jing sat on the sofa, looking at the Chief of Police, he knew what this man was thinking.

She smiled, but no emotions could be seen on her face. She looked completely different from when she lost control.

"albopictus."

The Chief of the Police Department laughed embarrassedly, obviously, Bai Jing had guessed what he was thinking