"Don't move!" Just as Zhu Hong was about to escape with Chen Quan, dozens of armed detectives suddenly burst forth from the surroundings of the office building, completely surrounding Zhu Hong and Chen Quan.
Facing the dark gun barrels, Zhu Hong immediately halted his steps, threw Chen Quan, whom he was holding, to the ground, and slowly raised his hands.
"Cuff them." A detective quickly stepped forward, handcuffing Zhu Hong's hands and, in passing, also placed a pair on Chen Quan who was on the ground.
"Zhu Hong, you didn't expect this, did you?" A voice came, and Xia Mutong appeared from the crowd, staring coldly at Zhu Hong.
"It's you?" Zhu Hong's gaze turned somber as he looked at Xia Mutong, "How did you know I was here?"
"I have my ways, naturally. You should know what crimes you've committed. Even if it's not the death penalty this time, it's at least life imprisonment."
Zhu Hong frowned and remained silent; he hadn't expected to be caught by the police.
