Domestic.
Beijing.
The thick clouds above cover the sky like a dark canopy, allowing no light. The entire world seems suffocating and gloom-prone.
In such a short time, many shocking and unbelievable incidents have occurred.
Nearly stirring up a huge stir around the country.
Not only in Beijing, but media all around the country and trending topics in all major sectors have all blown up. Servers have crashed countless times, taking everyone by surprise.
"It's going to rain."
Stepping out from the courthouse.
Bo Wen looked up at the sky, rubbed his arm subconsciously, and looked doubtfully at the indifferent man standing beside him, "Can you just leave now?"
Fu Chi was looking down, eyes fixed on the expensive wristwatch on his wrist.
It was 8:40 in the morning.
