their relationship was complicated, so complicated that even the best psychologist wouldn't be able to tell what they felt for each other. Every day, Zhu Yuan's head is filled with thoughts about Jane, about her behavior, about her crimes, but nothing could ever be between them. no. It was night, there was the smell of gasoline, the sound of police cars, and the whistling wind. Once again, Jane was running away from the police, skill or origin, but even Zhu Yuan had a hard time catching this mouse. Zhu Yuan listened to the sounds, and soon, with a deft and strong movement, Jane was pressed against the wall with her chest.

"Jane, it's time to become more vigilant. I'll lock you up sooner or later."