"Watch your attitude! This is an interrogation room!"
The officer barked angrily, his expression extremely stern.
"Do you even know who I am? My name is Cao Zhihao, my dad is Cao Ruibin. You drag me in here—are you tired of your jobs or what!"
Cao Zhihao roared, slamming the table hard in front of him, a bad premonition rising in his chest.
"Of course we know who you are. The Jile Clubhouse is registered under your name. Last night, several homicides took place inside the clubhouse, and some people were injured and sent to the hospital. Among them, a few were infected with a skin disease. This disease is identical to the virus from the Kong Family hotel poisoning case. Mr. Cao, care to explain?"
The officer in charge of the interrogation looked deadly serious, his sharp gaze fixed on Cao Zhihao.
He was none other than Kong Jingshan's friend, Jia Zhenghao, and he already had enough evidence in hand.
