Unless he wanted to die, he wouldn't do something so self-destructive.
Min Xingyu shook his head slightly. "That's not necessarily true."
"Some people with mental disorders are extremely confident. They like proving their intelligence and abilities this way. They enjoy the process, and it gives them a twisted sense of satisfaction."
"Then..."
He Meishu was just about to speak when she suddenly spotted a familiar figure at the entrance of the alley ahead. She hurriedly said:
"Captain, something urgent just came up. Could you let me out here?"
Seeing that something was wrong with her expression, Min Xingyu pulled the car over to the side of the road. "Do you need help?"
"No, I'll be back at the station soon."
As He Meishu spoke, she unfastened her seat belt, pushed open the door, and jumped out.
Min Xingyu didn't force her to explain. He merely reminded her, "Be careful, then."
"Okay."
He Meishu turned and waved at him before hurrying toward the alley ahead.
Min Xingyu had initially wanted to follow her and take a look, but after thinking it over, he decided that it was her private business and it wouldn't be appropriate to follow her. He simply started the car and returned to the station.
Meanwhile, He Meishu finally caught up with the person she had been chasing at the innermost corner of the alley.
She grabbed the sleeve of the man's work uniform. "Brother, what are you doing here?"
At this hour, shouldn't he have been at home watching over the auto repair shop?
The man was tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in a dark gray work uniform and wearing a matching cap.
Most of his face was covered by a large black mask. Only a pair of eyes carrying a faint cold glint could be seen beneath