The middle-aged man, who had recently lost his blood brother during Forbes's arrest operation, gazed at Cheng Daqi. Just look at those sorrowful, resentful, and utterly despairing eyes—his questions far exceeded the ones that could be verbalized.
Cheng Daqi opened his mouth, his thoughts spinning in endless circles, and finally said.
"Take some time to recuperate, Eris. I'll give you an answer. You can trust me!"
With that, Cheng Daqi turned and left in a hurry, almost as if fleeing the scene.
Sheriff Gru feigned an empathetic expression, gently patting Eris on the shoulder—he was just short of shedding a couple of crocodile tears.
But that was it; Gru also followed Cheng's steps and left the basement.
After all, he wasn't Eris's actual father—he couldn't be expected to go beyond that.
"How did he manage to escape to you?"
Gru understood perfectly well what Cheng cared about. The black cop sighed and replied.
