Xu Yan is not dead, not even hurt, let alone any evidence? What can you do to me?
Upon hearing these words, the two police officers exchanged glances. They were very happy. The man seemed confused about the situation.
"Xie Bin, the notebook is in your safe, I'm sure you're not unfamiliar with its contents!"
One of the police officers looked coldly at Xie Bin, even when he saw those evil moments, he wanted to kill Xie Bin.
But he knew that many things happened more than ten years ago, the evidence was incomplete, and Xie Bin's energy was not small.
It's unlikely to sentence him to a severe penalty, but a life sentence would be more torturous. They would rather Xie Bin sell his life.
Especially since Xie Bin has a powerful case, this group of guys is very favorable to people who commit this kind of crime in terms of quantity.
What do you mean? Hit me? I don't even know about a notebook. I don't have any notebook either!"
