C507 Confluence

The sirens of the police cars outside the house began, a long series of sirens.

Qin Shaohu's phone also rang. Taking out the phone, he saw that it was Feng Dajin. He guessed that it had something to do with the hustle and bustle of the streets, but still accepted the call.

Sure enough, Feng Dajin reported in an urgent tone, "Boss, it's bad. Something big has happened