C494 Mutual Probing

City H, Prison.

Ning Shu leaned against the leather sofa with a lazy look on her face. Between her fingers was a thin and long lady's cigarette. The cigarette was half burnt and the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts. It was obvious that she had been sitting here for a long time.

"Crash —" The sound of keys clanging against each other could be heard outside the door