"Speak, why did you help those people kidnap Luo Jingrong, who is orchestrating this from behind?" Zhuo Hang's face was serious, exerting as much pressure as possible, but the two problematic policemen across from him did not utter a single word, no explanation could be gleaned from them.
Zhuo Hang spoke again in a firmer tone, "Do you think you can cover up everything by resisting till the end?"
After three long hours without eliciting any information, Zhuo's mouth grew dry, he could do nothing but give up, leaving in a huff. When he returned to his desk, he threw the file onto it.
Just as Su Hui happened to be passing by, she saw Zhuo Hang's frustrated mood and asked, "So, they still refuse to say anything?"
Zhuo Hang nodded, clearly annoyed, "They're tough, it looks like it's going to be hard to break them down."