C399 Death
"What's going on?" Yan Zhimo glanced at the caller ID, a sudden sense of foreboding creeping into his mind.
"It's bad, Young Master Mo. Wang Yunlu suddenly died in the interrogation room!" Officer Zhou's urgent voice came through the phone.
"What happened? Wasn't she perfectly fine last night?" Zhimo asked, his brow furrowed.
Just last night, when he was questioning Wang Yunlu
