Meanwhile, inside the interrogation room.
Mr. Qin looked exhausted, clearly having spent a great deal of energy.
From routine questioning to using psychological pressure tactics, and even earnest persuasion, yet Guo Yong across from him was like a stone soaked through, impervious to everything, repeatedly emphasizing his innocence.
Evidently, he had figured the police currently lacked direct evidence to link him directly to the homicide.
Mr. Qin placed both hands on the table, leaned slightly forward, and stared at Guo Yong with eyes like a torch, speaking in a deep voice: "I suggest you carefully weigh your current situation."
"Our policy has always been one of leniency combined with severity. If you continue to stubbornly argue like this, I promise that all that awaits you is a bullet that will end everything."
"But if you confess now, perhaps you can still fight for a chance to live."
