"I meant to say, after An Ji won the title successfully, I felt bad yesterday and went out to drink a few more drinks,"
"On the way back someone stopped my car, and then I got out, but before I could even clearly see the person's face, I was shot,"
"However, I owe too many people, so it might have been some debt collector, and that's why I don't plan to pursue this matter."
Mo Hua snorted coldly, "You're quite magnanimous. If the person had taken your life, would you still not pursue it?"
Tang Yuchen glanced at him coldly, "Police Mo, how I handle this is my business, and it's none of your concern."
Mo Hua's expression darkened slightly; he was very agitated because he really wanted to know what An Ruo had ultimately promised him.
"Mr. Tang, I am going to ask you one more time, was the culprit An Ji?!" In truth, he already had a pretty good idea, and the culprit was very likely An Ji.
