In the interrogation room.
The evening breeze filtered through the window, gently blowing into the room, brushing Lin Chuan's face with the crisp freshness of Lincang's night, along with a hint of jacaranda fragrance—almost as if witnessing jacarandas set against the azure sky, gracefully swaying, their blue and purple hues complementing each other.
Chief Pan Sheng and Captain Guo Ming looked deep into Lin Chuan's eyes and took a deep breath to regain their composure.
Guo Ming continued, "Comrade Lin Chuan, after borrowing the motorcycle shop owner's heavy bike, did you immediately set off to intercept the scam gang?"
"Yes," Lin Chuan nodded.
"Where did you encounter the scam gang?" Guo Ming asked.
Lin Chuan thought for a moment, "I first encountered them on the county road between Stone Cliff Bay and the Ten Mile Corridor. After I confirmed they were the scam gang, I intercepted them at a turning point on a rural road they had to take."