In the dimly-lit interrogation room, illuminated by dull yellow light, Gu Jiangnian leaned back in his chair with a straight spine, his suit slightly creased from wearing it for several days in a row. The room was airtight, yet whether because he was too scared to offend or feared him, Weng Zhengkai had allowed some conveniences and turned on the air conditioning.
It prevented the small interrogation room from feeling hot and stuffy in the mid-June heat.
Standing in the police station lobby, Jiang Muwan looked towards Weng Zhengkai and lightly parted her thin lips, carrying an air of settling scores, asked, "Chief Weng is quite adept at pressing people down."
Weng Zhengkai shuddered all over.
He dared not speak.
He was innocent, it was just a coincidence that both members of this couple were within his jurisdiction, and both had stayed under his watch for a few days.
If he ended up being a casualty of this struggle, he feared his days here wouldn't last much longer.
