Miles Martin looked at Ethan Herd, his face full of smiles, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"You... who wants to have a deep father-son affection with you."
Ethan Herd pushed away Miles Martin's hand. He really didn't expect this old man to respond like that. No matter how unpleasant his words were, Miles could quickly defuse them and offer a very interesting reply.
Arriving at the duty room, Miles Martin asked to see the two beggars caught today.
Thus, they quickly saw them.
Ghiovani Herd was still filthy all over. The suit that was originally white had now completely turned black. His hair was matted into strands, and as for his face, his previously white teeth were now black, and just being close to him, one could smell a pungent odor.
Ghiovani Herd had only been back in the country for about a week, but apart from three days on the coal truck, he spent nearly all the remaining time in the police station.
