Zhang Yunhu's arm holding the teacup stiffened in midair.

Looking at the head of the detective team who broke into the office, his brain seemed to be slapped with a sledgehammer.

The heart skipped a beat.

What's the matter?

It's only been down for a few days.

Is the place where you stay by the wrong name?

Is this Liancheng?

This is Gotham!

I just told Chen Yan that the situation is calm and nothing happened.

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