Police station, Xi Siwei was brought into the interrogation room.
The setup inside the interrogation room was very basic: a table, three chairs, a desk lamp, a monitor, and nothing else could be found.
"Xi Siwei, we now suspect you of harboring a fugitive, please cooperate with our work." said the frequently expressionless face, then took out a photo and placed it under the lamp, "Do you know this person?"
Xi Siwei felt inexplicably perplexed from the moment he left the villa to sitting here being interrogated; when did he become an accomplice to a fugitive?
It's just utterly baffling.
"I don't know this person, nor have I harbored any fugitives. I had no idea anyone else was in the house. You need to be responsible for the accusations you make, or I'll sue you for defamation." Xi Siwei reached out, wanting to undo his tie.
He had already placed his hand on the collar when he realized he was wearing pajamas when he was brought to the police station.
