Liu Zhongyong and a few others followed Lin Mu out of the interrogation room and accompanied him to the entrance of the police station. Lin Mu then nonchalantly took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed one to Liu Zhongyong. Although Liu Zhongyong's help wasn't crucial for Lin Mu, it was still a gesture of appreciation to offer him a cigarette.
"Ha ha, Officer Liu, thanks a lot," Lin Mu said with a smile.
"No need to thank me, it was a favor for Young Master Jiao, just a small effort," Liu Zhongyong said.
"Alright then, I'll take my leave," Lin Mu waved as he spoke, but as soon as he stepped out of the station, he stopped and turned back to Liu Zhongyong.
Liu Zhongyong glanced at Lin Mu and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Be careful tonight," Lin Mu chuckled as he advised Liu Zhongyong.
Liu Zhongyong wasn't a fool; he understood the implications behind Lin Mu's words. He smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be cautious. Honestly, I don't have Zhu Tianqi in my sights."
