"Chief Jiao, you're a police officer. You have to be responsible for what you say!"
Inside the interrogation room, Zhou Hui crossed his legs and said, "You ask what I have to do with Han Xiaolong's death? How should I know?"
"Asking me that, isn't that a false accusation? Let me tell you, I run a company now, I know the law. You can't just slander a law-abiding citizen because you're the police!"
"And another thing, I'm the victim today! Mao Yanru came to my company, caused a huge scene, and smashed my things. I'm the one who's been wronged! Why aren't you investigating her instead of coming here to question me?!"
"Chief Jiao, you can't just bully me because I'm an honest man. Let me tell you, even honest men have tempers!"
Jiao Guoyi's expression darkened. He snapped, "Take a look at where you are and put your legs down!"
Zhou Hui put his legs down, but his tone remained arrogant as he directly asked Jiao Guoyi when he could leave.
