"What's going on?"
Upon hearing Fletcher's words, Luo An quickly inquired.
"The story in the notebook is almost finished. When I was walking back from my friend's house, my car had some problems on the road."
Fletcher rubbed his eyes and explained:
"At that time, I took the car to a repair shop, and I accidentally left the notebook in the car that evening.
If I'm not mistaken, it's highly likely that the staff at the repair shop have perused this notebook."
"OK."
Luo An's eyelids twitched slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he slowly nodded and then continued to ask for other information.
However, due to the flour, Fletcher's mind wasn't very clear, he even dozed off while sitting in the chair later.
Seeing this, Luo An frowned and did not continue to inquire, leaving the interrogation room and asking William to take Fletcher away for temporary detention.
Back at his workstation, Luo An looked at Fletcher's notebook for a while, tilted his head towards Mona:
