Yue Gao nodded satisfactorily, and he knew that although Adult Zhou was confused, he was not a bad man. He was still a good man. Besides, he dared not be careless about the big case in which Adult Wan was killed.

"Well, Mr. Zhou, do you have pockets in your cuffs?" Yue Gao asked. Most of the time, people like to sew a small pocket in the cuff seat for temporary use, such as the keys at home and some broken silver, which is very convenient to use.

"Yes, can you see my pocket?" Mr. Zhou said that he also played with his sleeves to show Yue Gao

"Very well,...