C178 Are You Trying to Comfort Me

4: 00 p. M.

The sky was particularly gloomy, as if a heavy rain was brewing.

A pure black Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the police station.

The man got out of the car alone, casually flung the car door open, and climbed up the stairs. Under the reception of the staff, he lazily walked in.

The atmosphere in the police station was very depressing