Although Song Xiaofeng was a bit uneasy, he quickly calmed down.
"I don't know, Officer. If there's nothing else, I'll head back. I still have classes to attend."
Classes?
Wang Zhaokai was a bit taken aback that Song Xiaofeng could calm down so quickly.
"Song Xiaofeng, there's no rush. Once we've clarified everything, you can naturally go back to class."
"What did you do the afternoon before last, which was Saturday after returning home for the holiday?"
"Nothing much, just playing at home."
"Nothing?"
Wang Zhaokai didn't immediately refute what Song Xiaofeng said.
Just now, while chatting with Li Chao, although he was a bit tense, he didn't avert his gaze.
However, Song Xiaofeng was different.
His nervousness was not one of facing strangers, but one of facing a police officer.
His eyes were dodgy, never daring to look directly at him.
Until just before the questioning began, Song Xiaofeng seemed to have figured something out.
"How old are you today?"
"Underage."
Hmm?
