C171 The Conversation in the Room

The doors closed automatically, and there seemed to be no one below, so I stopped on the fifteenth floor and didn't move, giving me plenty of time to deal with the short, middle-aged man.

"Why did Chu Tian ask you to find out about Lyi Zimo?" I asked.

The short middle-aged man was asked. I've got a nosebleed. Half of his face was swollen