As soon as the words fell, Zhang Feng raised his hand and slammed the table.
"Bang!"
The interrogation room was soundproof, and the sound was particularly jarring.
Li Guang jumped, looked up at Zhang Feng, and a flash of horror passed through his eyes.
"Never seen Li Lan? Why was your car at the crime scene?"
Li Guang defended himself, "Officer, you must have gotten the surveillance wrong!"
"I really haven't been there!"
Zhang Feng stood up and slowly walked over.
He spoke slowly and clearly: "That place has no surveillance cameras!"
Then, Zhang Feng leaned down close to Li Guang's ear, "But your car has a GPS tracker."
Instantly, Li Guang's face was full of terror, his eyes wide as he stared at Zhang Feng.
In his mind, he suddenly remembered the staff installing a GPS device on his car a year ago during the loan process.
Immediately, Mr. Zhang pressed on, "Tell me, why was your car there?"
Finally, he added, "I don't want you telling me someone else borrowed your car."
