When the first snow of the year arrived, Old Yang told me that the case had been transferred to the municipal police.

I cheered, because this indicated that the case was already considered a major organized crime, and the main perpetrator might be sentenced to life imprisonment or the death penalty!

Feng Qihang’s secretary called and invited me to the hospital to visit his boss.

After three months, I saw Feng Qihang again.

“Lawyer Gao, thank you.”

He had become gaunt, but his spirits were still good.

I knew what he meant and nodded in acceptance.

I thought that when he called me during his critical condition, it was to have me handle his divorce again, or to draft a will, or at worst, to discuss the continuity of the company's management.

But his next words made my face completely change color...