An armed policeman walked by and looked at her worriedly.
"fine."
Jiang Weiwei shook his head, supported the wall with his hands and reluctantly walked forward, walking back to the corridor where he and Xiang Yutian were fighting before.
The floor was spotlessly clean.
Nothing.
How could this be possible...
Jiang Weiwei was stunned. She remembered that the ring was dropped in this place. How could it be missing? Where is her ring? Where is her ring...
Afraid that his eyesight would be poor after crying for too long, Jiang Weiyi simply knelt on the ground and searched.
Like a blind person, she groped the ground with her hands, groping the entire corridor...
It's impossible not to see it.
Where did her ring go…
At the end of the corridor, An Cheng stood there quietly, looking blankly in the only direction of Jiang, unable to see anything.
"Master An." The sergeant on the side looked at Jiang Weiwei and said, "She is kneeling on the ground not knowing what she is looking for."
"..."
Looking for something?
Ancheng lowered his eyes and slowly clenched the hands at his sides.
The mission is over.
But she...may never go back to the simple life she had before.
"Master An, you are seriously injured, you'd better go down for treatment first." The sergeant said with concern.
"I want to accompany her." Anjo said calmly, "Tell her that as a matter of routine, everything in the Imperial Hotel is being collected as evidence."
She couldn't find it if she searched like this.
"Okay, Master An."
The sergeant walked forward and conveyed the message to Jiang Weiwei.
Jiang Weiwei knelt on the ground and raised his eyes in surprise when he heard this, "Where have all those things been collected?"
"In room 3203."
After hearing this, Jiang Weiwei stood up from the ground, his knees unable to straighten from kneeling for a long time.
She couldn't even stand steady.
Jiang Weiyi bit her lip until it bled. The pain forced her to cheer up and she walked forward.
Room 3203.
It's the presidential suite.
The transparent evidence bags are all gathered together and look like a mountain.
Jiang Weiwei stood there blankly.
When will this be found...
"Bang."
The door behind her was opened and closed.
A faint herbal smell comes through.
Without looking back, Jiang Weiyi knew that Ancheng was standing behind her.
Ignoring Ancheng, Jiang Weiwei walked forward, knelt on the ground exhausted, and began to rummage through evidence bags one by one...
———☆————☆————☆————☆————
It's dawn.
The Imperial Hotel was surrounded by the military and four nearby streets were sealed off.
The sun shines on the majestic hotel, illuminating an unusual day.
In the presidential suite 3203.
Everything was silent except for the sound of people searching for things.
A mountain of evidence bags was divided into two.
Jiang Weiwei knelt between the two "mountains" and rummaged relentlessly. Some of the evidence bags had complicated contents, so she opened them one by one, searching for them all...
That ring is so dazzling, but in so many evidence bags, no matter how valuable the ring is, it will be quickly lost.
She kept looking.
A face becomes haggard.
The skin of several of her slender fingers was abraded, and some of the finger covers were even slightly turned outward, with bright red blood oozing out.
Jiang Weiwei, however, seemed to feel no pain as he searched package after package.
You can definitely find it.
The ring won't just disappear...it won't...
Ancheng sat on the sofa behind her, his face calm, but his glass-like eyes concealed unbearability. "Are you okay?"
An armed policeman walked by and looked at her worriedly.
"fine."
Jiang Weiwei shook his head, supported the wall with his hands and reluctantly walked forward, walking back to the corridor where he and Xiang Yutian were fighting before.
The floor was spotlessly clean.
Nothing.
How could this be possible...
Jiang Weiwei was stunned. She remembered that the ring was dropped in this place. How could it be missing? Where is her ring? Where is her ring...
Afraid that his eyesight would be poor after crying for too long, Jiang Weiyi simply knelt on the ground and searched.
Like a blind person, she groped the ground with her hands, groping the entire corridor...
It's impossible not to see it.
Where did her ring go…
At the end of the corridor, An Cheng stood there quietly, looking blankly in the only direction of Jiang, unable to see anything.
"Master An." The sergeant on the side looked at Jiang Weiwei and said, "She is kneeling on the ground not knowing what she is looking for."
"..."
Looking for something?
Ancheng lowered his eyes and slowly clenched the hands at his sides.
The mission is over.
But she...may never go back to the simple life she had before.
"Master An, you are seriously injured, you'd better go down for treatment first." The sergeant said with concern.
"I want to accompany her." Anjo said calmly, "Tell her that as a matter of routine, everything in the Imperial Hotel is being collected as evidence."
She couldn't find it if she searched like this.
"Okay, Master An."
The sergeant walked forward and conveyed the message to Jiang Weiwei.
Jiang Weiwei knelt on the ground and raised his eyes in surprise when he heard this, "Where have all those things been collected?"
"In room 3203."
After hearing this, Jiang Weiwei stood up from the ground, his knees unable to straighten from kneeling for a long time.
She couldn't even stand steady.
Jiang Weiyi bit her lip until it bled. The pain forced her to cheer up and she walked forward.
Room 3203.
It's the presidential suite.
The transparent evidence bags are all gathered together and look like a mountain.
Jiang Weiwei stood there blankly.
When will this be found...
"Bang."
The door behind her was opened and closed.
A faint herbal smell comes through.
Without looking back, Jiang Weiyi knew that Ancheng was standing behind her.
Ignoring Ancheng, Jiang Weiwei walked forward, knelt on the ground exhausted, and began to rummage through evidence bags one by one...
———☆————☆————☆————☆————
It's dawn.
The Imperial Hotel was surrounded by the military and four nearby streets were sealed off.
The sun shines on the majestic hotel, illuminating an unusual day.
In the presidential suite 3203.
Everything was silent except for the sound of people searching for things.
A mountain of evidence bags was divided into two.
Jiang Weiwei knelt between the two "mountains" and rummaged relentlessly. Some of the evidence bags had complicated contents, so she opened them one by one, searching for them all...
That ring is so dazzling, but in so many evidence bags, no matter how valuable the ring is, it will be quickly lost.
She kept looking.
A face becomes haggard.
The skin of several of her slender fingers was abraded, and some of the finger covers were even slightly turned outward, with bright red blood oozing out.
Jiang Weiwei, however, seemed to feel no pain as he searched package after package.
You can definitely find it.
The ring won't just disappear...it won't...
Ancheng sat on the sofa behind her, his face calm, but his glass-like eyes concealed unbearable.