Chapter 187: The Truth Which Is Hard To Accept

I saw the detained aunt's son at the detention center, he's about seventeen or eighteen years old with a suit of punk style clothes. At first glance, she knew that this guy was a bad young man!

    In my impression, my aunt's son was very clean and gentle, but I didn't expect that he would change so much in just a few years. If it was not for the police to tell me clearly that the kid with yellow hair was the person I was going to bail, I can't believe it.

    After paying...