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... ked the bald man beside him.
The bald middle-aged man read the sign immediately. Whoever Nalan Wuxia was, after all, she was police, and he was a victim who had lost his car.
He stepped forward and said, “Madam, that is my car and that man is a robber, so you can’t just let him go.”
Zhang Dazhi secretly smug. He was really glad to see how she would collect the mess because a policeman shall never let go of a robber before a victim.
“How much is your car?” Nalan Wuxia aske ...
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