C547 When He Met the Fourth Master His Life Changed!

In the reception room of the police station.

Harris was sitting on one side of the long table. His long legs were slightly stretched out, and he leaned against the long table with a lazy posture.

It was as if the place where he was sitting was not the reception room of the police station, and it was as if he was in his office. There was an inexplicable sense of casualness