"Police officer, police officer ..." As soon as he saw Zhao Yu coming into the interrogation room, pang Zhihui asked anxiously,"how is it?" How was it? Did you catch Jiang Yong? Was he the murderer? I ... Um ... When can I leave?"
"Hehehe ..." Zhao Yu smiled, then pulled a chair over and sat down. He said to pang Jie,"President pang, let's not talk about Jiang Yong for now. I think you should explain your problem first!"
"Ah? What's the problem?" Pang Zhihui was curious."Didn't I ... Confess everything?" I ... I swear, I didn't lie a single word!"
"Calm down, calm down," Zhao Yu laughed again."I didn't say that you were lying to us, but ... Did you miss something important that you didn't tell us?"
"Well ..." Hearing this, pang Zhihui's face suddenly sank, and he asked with an extremely unnatural expression,"what else did I not say?" How ... How is that possible?"