All Ying Jiuming could hear was the strong beating of his own heart, thump, thump, over and over again.
This kind of pulsing was something he had never experienced before.
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In the rest area on one side of the police station lobby, He Shasha, who arrived later, entered and immediately saw Nan Fei sitting on the chair, "Nan Fei, what happened to you?" Before He Shasha could finish her question, she suddenly caught sight of Nan Fei's swollen right cheek from the corner of her eye. She became instantly enraged, like a lit firecracker.
"Who hit you?" He Shasha bellowed furiously, "Tell me, who hit you?" After finishing, she grabbed a nearby junior officer, questioning fiercely: "Was it you? Was it someone from your police station?"
The junior officer, almost strangled and unable to breathe, continually waved his hands, "It wasn't me, really not me, we're police and we can't just lash out like that."
"Then who was it?" He Shasha still held him, refusing to let go.
