Officer Leng Yan's demeanor was as sharp and commanding as ever, her face as cold as ice, and her figure as stunningly sexy. But her tone was strikingly different from usual.
Is she running a fever today? Ye Fei wondered, striding up to Leng Yan and reaching out to touch her forehead.
Ye Fei wasn't the only one surprised. Leng Yan herself was startled by her tone and froze for a moment. It wasn't until Ye Fei's hand was already on her forehead that she snapped out of it, instinctively stepping back and scolding, "You're going to kill me!"
After saying this, she paused again, her usually icy expression faltering as a faint blush crept onto her cheeks.
With great effort, Leng Yan managed to regain her usual cold composure. She addressed Ye Fei sternly, "We've received a report that you've committed intentional homicide. I'm here to arrest you. Come with me! You two, take everyone here back to the station for statements!"
