In the interrogation room.
Zhang Xing stood up from the chair, "Now that your questions are answered, can my client leave?"
The person in charge of the interrogation stood up, extended his hand to shake with Tang Ming, "If we need anything, we will contact you, and we hope for your cooperation."
"No problem." Tang Ming smiled and shook his hand, appearing extremely polished and modest, "I am very saddened by such incidents and hope I can be of help in solving the case."
If one didn't know his true identity, who would think that such a refined man would be a cold-blooded killer?
Tang Ming and Zhang Xing walked out of the interrogation room one after the other, and Tang Ming naturally glanced at the room next door, fully aware that someone was quietly observing him there.
Was it Eagle? Or Night Fox?!
