C180 And He Was Still a Hooligan

The air was still wet, and there was a slight chill in the air. The sky was a little blue after the dark clouds dispersed. After the rain stopped, George sat alone on the steps and thought. Usually, he would only do this when he ran into a case he couldn't solve.

Lo Yao walked over with two cans of beer. He could not help but stop walking. His eyes were also attracted to the serious police