Chapter 207: Want to Find the Killer Who Harmed You?

 Chapter 207: Want to Find the Killer Who Harmed You?

The taxi driver was well-behaved, and his soul floated to the open balcony, basking in the moonlight.

He was a newly-dead soul and couldn't control the resentment in his soul, which was unavoidable.

But Qin Ruan didn't want to talk to the driver in this bloody state, which would affect her judgment and even make her physically and mentally uncomfortable.

Qin Ruan asked in a low voice, "You don't want to die in vain, do you?"

The taxi driver's stable aura became violent again, and his face twisted.

He stared at Qin Ruan with deep eyes, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Who would want to die if they could live?

But now that he was dead, it was impossible to live.

Qin Ruan lowered her eyes and didn't look at his ferocious and distorted face.

She casually pinched her fingertips and said calmly, "Do you want to find the killer who harmed you?"

"Of course I do!"

"I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes. You think back to everything that happened before. I want to know all the details."

Qin Ruan turned and left, leaving the driver alone on the open balcony.

...

The Criminal Investigation Bureau.

After Qin Ruan's phone call, the entire bureau became busy.

"Director Lu, we've traced the IP address of the phone call just now."

Lu Han sat at his desk, holding a half-smoked cigarette in his right hand and browsing through recent case files with his left hand.

"Where is it?"

The subordinate standing in front of him spoke hesitantly.

Lu Han raised his eyebrows irritably, "If you have something to say, just spit it out!"Days of busy work had turned him into a dog, and even his basic manners had been neglected, making his temper more and more irritable.

Everyone in the bureau knew about their boss's temper and those who reported to him were already accustomed to it.

He hung his head as if he had done something wrong and quickly gave the address.

The rage in Lu Han's face quickly subsided, and his expression was like a color palette, so magnificent.

"Where is the locked IP address?" he asked.

"In Dongcheng, at the Huo residence," the subordinate replied.