7 p.m., Inside an interrogation room in Seoul police station.
The interrogation room was slightly different from the ones Zhao Yu had been in before. It looked more like a reception room.
At that moment, Xu Meina was sitting in the seat opposite him in handcuffs. She was holding a smoking cigarette in her hand.
"Yes," Zhao Yu said,"didn't you want me to help you catch Quan youdong's murderer? In that case, try to recall if anything unusual had happened to Quan youdong in the past one or two years.
"Especially things related to indifference or turning a blind eye to it!"
"I think ..." Xu Meina took a deep breath and said,"indifference should not be called an incident, but a personality!" Quan youdong was such a cold and selfish person ...
"The things he has done that are related to indifference are too many to count!"
"Then ... Let me give you an example!" Zhao Yu asked.