"Officer, why are you arresting us? We were just having a gathering with the artists from my company to liven up the party. Is that illegal?"
Xie Fangmao still didn't know the specifics and hoped for the best.
Because when the police burst in, those artists were fully clothed! It was just after ten in the evening; they had only had a little drink and hadn't even started the main event.
Thank goodness they hadn't started, otherwise it would have been over for them.
Huo Xun sneered, "An artist from your company is missing, and we've found a body with your group's fingerprints as well as some other traces on it. Tell me, why shouldn't we arrest you?"
In fact, no body had been found, but Huo Xun's methods were always cunning, and sometimes just a few words were enough to trap a criminal. That's what was happening now.
And after he finished speaking, Xie Fangmao really believed they had found a body, his face instantly changing color.
"How, how is that possible?"
