At this moment, the air inside the interrogation room seemed to freeze.
The one-way mirror reflected the stark white light, making Wang Jun's haggard face appear even paler.
Jiang An crossed his arms on the metal tabletop, his gaze sharp like a hawk's. "Wang Jun, I advise you to be honest."
"Many have tried to lie and fool us in the past."
"But none have escaped the punishment of the law."
"The phrase 'honesty leads to leniency, resistance to severity' is definitely not just empty words."
Wang Jun's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
Wan also spoke sternly, "We're not here to fool you either."
"Recognize your current situation clearly. If you continue to evade the truth, don't blame us for being harsh."
"I really didn't lie!"
Wang Jun suddenly stood up in agitation, the handcuffs clashing against the metal table with a piercing sound.
"That night, I truly went out looking for Little Jie!"
