Fu Shiyan drove himself, bringing Jiangli and Xia Xin to the police station, which took half an hour to reach.
As soon as they got out of the car, they saw Xun Tianhai standing at the entrance of the police station.
The moment Fu Shiyan’s car stopped at the curb, Xun Tianhai recognized it as Fu Shiyan’s car and immediately quickened his pace toward them.
Jiangli and Xia Xin had just gotten out of the car when they saw Xun Tianhai.
"Abbot," Xun Tianhai walked straight up to them.
Standing in front of Xun Tianhai, Jiangli asked, "Director Xun, why are you here?"
"I’ve been waiting especially for you," Tianhai answered, noticing Fu Shiyan getting out of the car and greeted him: "President Fu."
Fu Shiyan closed the car door and came over, "What’s the matter?"
Xun Tianhai said, "Nothing much, I’m just here specially to wait for you, planning to take you to see Lin Yaozu."
Jiangli inquired, "Where is Lin Yaozu?"
"He’s currently in my office. However, his condition isn’t very good. He’s quite restrained, with a strong sense of vigilance; we’re having difficulty communicating with him," Xun Tianhai said seriously. "So I could only wait for you to come over."
Jiangli furrowed her brows and asked, "What do you mean by his condition isn’t good?"
Xun Tianhai stuttered somewhat, "Abbot, President Fu, you should just go up and see him first. Once you see him, you’ll understand."
Jiangli and Fu Shiyan exchanged glances, both somewhat bewildered by Xun Tianhai’s words.
However, a few minutes later, standing in Xun Tianhai’s office, they came to understand what Xun Tianhai meant.
Xun Tianhai possessed a private office.
When Jiangli, Fu Shiyan, and the others entered, there was a youth sitting in the reception area. He was huddled in a corner of the sofa, back slumped, head hanging down as if he wanted to bury it in his chest, holding a cup of hot water that gave off a bit of steam.
But he wasn’t drinking and was just sitting there tense all over.
Not only that, he was covered in dirt, his clothes and trousers all soiled with various dust and mud, and there were a few tears on the cuffs of his trousers and the back of his shirt as if they had been scraped by something.
On his forehead, there were several abrasions, and he was wearing a pair of glasses, the left lens of which had cracks as if they had been accidentally damaged.
As everyone entered the office, Jiangli and Fu Shiyan saw him shrink at the sound of the door opening, without looking up, only curling up tighter.
He even turned slightly to face the wall, as if he was afraid to face strangers.
"Abbot, this is Lin Yaozu," Xun Tianhai introduced him softly to Jiangli with a sigh.
Jiangli frowned slightly.
Xun Tianhai looked at Lin Yaozu and raised his voice a bit.
"Lin Yaozu, the people who found your sister’s body are here. Didn’t you want to meet them?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yaozu finally lifted his head slightly and glanced at Jiangli, but then quickly turned away.
His movements were rapid.
It was as if he was avoiding something.
Jiangli looked puzzled and had not had the chance to speak when Lin Yaozu, as if mustering courage, looked up at her again.
He gripped the cup in his hand, which would have probably been crushed if it hadn’t been for the cup holder.
Then, as if realizing what he was doing, he hastily put the cup down and stood up, rubbing his palms nervously, "No, I’m sorry..."
Jiangli went straight to the point, "You are Lin Yurong’s brother, Lin Yaozu?"
Lin Yaozu’s injured face bore a resemblance to Lin Yurong, but his eyes were timid and evasive, like a very insecure or frightened child.
Upon hearing this, he lowered his head and fell silent.
Jiangli waited for a while, but seeing no response from him and growing somewhat impatient, he nodded faintly.
"Yes... Lin Yurong... yes, she’s my sister..."