Li Qiao rested her arm on her forehead, half-squinting, and replied nonchalantly, "Yeah, I know."
Song Lao Liu fell silent for a while, touched his own half-face, and after a while muttered: "Then why didn't you say so earlier?"
"What's wrong?"
It was very rare for the man of few words, Song Lao Liu, to openly complain.
Song Lao Liu was quite vexed and gave a rough explanation in a few words.
It turned out that when he took Mo Jue away, it wasn't to arrest her but, with the help of Li Qiao, to create a new identity for her.
And on behalf of the International Criminal Police Organization, he had released news internationally that Mo Jue had been captured.
Since they wanted her to start a new life, Mo Jue's identity had to completely disappear without a trace.
For the past two months, Mo Jue had been well-behaved and had not engaged in any theft, much to the real relief of collectors and museums.
