An extended version of a Lesley, guarded by four other cars.
The car's black paintwork, under the reflection of the morning sun, emitted a brilliant shine comparable to diamonds.
The car window slowly rolled down to reveal the stern face of a middle-aged woman.
Her gaze was dignified and piercing, carrying the authoritative pressure of someone long accustomed to being at the top.
The interior of the woman's stretched Rolls-Royce was extremely spacious, with a small mahogany tea table fixed in the center.
Opposite the woman sat a man with the appearance of a pretty boy, with a handsome and delicate face.
This man was none other than Liu Dongliang.
Liu Dongliang sat uneasily in his seat, slightly hunched over.
His buttocks occupied only a third of the chair.
"Dong Liang, I want to confirm again."
"You mean to say that last night, Jiayi was staying in the Town Government Office."
"Was that man... there too?"
