Ann Ningxuan stood in front of the window, arms in arms, looking at the distant clouds. Today is doomed to be a cloudy day. Heavy clouds are pressing against the sun. The thunder rolling in is dull and distant.

It's past the thunderstorm season. Under the muffled thunder of this sound, the raindrops with big beans beat on the ground. Ye Cheng, who was just in the car, cursed, locked the door and rushed into the police building in the rain.

Ye Cheng first went to the second floor to find Xiao Yao, and found him immersed in the computer, concentrating on his own world, even standing in front of...