Bai Wuxin looked at Tang Fei and asked, "Is this coercion during interrogation?"
"How could that be? We never do such illegal and criminal things," Tang Fei replied with a smile. "We're only acting in self-defense; last time a thief entered our home and he was hit with a hammer. His head was smashed to a pulp, just like tomato sauce..."
"When the police arrived, they couldn't even find his face. He could only be identified by genetic testing... to confirm the identity of the home invader."
"In fact, you've already had the answer in your heart, you just don't want to admit it," Bai Wuxin sneered. "Otherwise, why wouldn't you have called the police?"
"That's not an answer; it's speculation," Tang Fei said. "What you say, that's the answer."
"I've said, we are the same kind of people. What kind of person would be the same kind as you?" Bai Wuxin asked in return.
