"You'd better adjust your attitude!"
Zhou Yong's fingers heavily tapped the tabletop, making a dull "thud thud" sound.
His voice exploded in the confined interrogation room, "This is not the time for clever tricks!"
Wang Yang followed with a slap on the table, making the notebook bounce, "We know far more than you imagine!"
However, facing the police's intense pressure, Qin Yong remained irritatingly calm.
He even leisurely adjusted the hem of his clothing before finally throwing out a line, "Arrest me if you have evidence, let me go if you don't."
This seemingly simple statement carried the sting of poisoned needles, piercing the two officers with anger.
Wang Yang stood up in a fury, almost poking the other one's nose with his finger, "I'm asking for the last time, where exactly were you on May 18th?"
Just as the confrontation reached its peak, the phone in Wang Yang's pocket suddenly vibrated.
