Old Zhang knelt on the ground, crying so much his nose was running. He was holding the cell phone tightly in his hand. This was his own cell phone, but he recorded the two numbers. Dialing one of them would lose his wife, dialing the other number would lose his daughter. He clearly knew what he had done, and his heart experienced pain as though it was tearing. Tears couldn't stop falling from his eyes.

"What did you do?! What did you do?!" Lin Qiupu ran over and asked.

Old Zhang raised his tear-stained face, "No matter what, Tingting can't die!"

Lin Qiupu was speechless. He was afraid that Old Zhang would continue to do impulsive things and said, "Hand over the gun!"

Old Zhang placed his gun, handcuffs, and police badge on the ground along with the mobile phone....