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Bai Tinglan looked over at the man crouched in the corner, timid and shrinking into himself. After a moment, she withdrew her gaze and turned to the two people beside her. "Wait here." With that, she walked toward the man the police were holding down. "Mr. Ye." When he heard her voice, he turned his head dully, bloodshot eyes lifting to her. It took him a long time to remember who she was