C1818 Traces and Clues

The ward was brightly lit. Leng Shaoheng held his wife and looked at his son, who was lying on the opposite bed.

Time passed by slowly, but Leng Shaoheng did not feel sleepy at all in the middle of the night. He did not believe the news his assistant gave him today at all. This disbelief was not because he did not believe his assistant. And that he didn't believe the investigation