"You really don't want to do this, do you?" Jia asked, tracking every movement of his thumb towards the detonator button.
"Why do you think so?" He frowned.
"Because you are not a suicide bomber. You would have blasted the Bureau into bits the moment you stepped inside. But you didn't. You asked to talk to an officer. So I assume you want something."
Jia glanced at the ticking time.
00:41:33
"So tell me. How can I help you?"
"You will?"
"I don't appreciate the manner in which you are asking for it, but the Bureau is a place to help anyone in distress."
He said nothing.
"Let's start with your companion who you killed last night. Who was he?"
He said nothing.
"Friend? Family?"
"He was not my companion or friend."
"Then who was he?"
"Take a guess, Inspector Song. Aren't you very smart?"
Her eyes narrowed. "A business partner of some sort? Probably some mutual acquaintance?"
"He is the person who ruined my girlfriend's life. He. And you."
Jia blinked twice. "Me?"
