"Speak if you have something to say, seek revenge if you have a grudge! What exactly did I do wrong? Let's hash it out face-to-face, in front of everyone!"
As soon as Wu Jie finished speaking, the two plainclothes officers let go of the middle-aged woman, who quickly snatched the microphone.
She didn't sit down.
Instead, she clenched the microphone in her right hand and pointed her left hand at Wu Jie, ranting with a fierce expression:
"You bastard who has caused so much harm, dare you say that you have nothing to do with the death of my son?"
Wu Jie responded with a faint smile.
"It seems you're older than me, so I'll respectfully call you big sister!"
"Don't just call me a bastard; I'm a human being with a name! If you have something to say, calm down and speak clearly!"
"If I'm guilty, there are plenty of officers right here who can enforce the law impartially and arrest me on the spot!"
