Qin Luo returned to the manor where he lived. He understood everything that had happened just now. The pedestrian-free street was the assassination site that Britney had already vacated, and if it wasn't for Britney, he couldn't have his own trump card just now. , Maybe the officer would shoot without hesitation.
Why did Britney kill herself? Are there any accomplices? Does Lin Wu know?
These questions were quickly forgotten by Qin Luo, and he chuckled to himself: "I will know if I see Lin Wu tomorrow."
However, before he could fall asleep, a black floating car stopped outside the manor. Lin Wu got out of the car and walked into the manor. Qin Luo stood by the door, leaning on the door frame and looking at Lin Wudao: "Why are you here?"
Lin Wu stopped, a
