Several police officers arranged to take Liu Zecheng to the interrogation room, and Lin Mu and Qi Manlin went in together!
"Hey, old man, how was your night?" Lin Mu greeted Liu Zecheng.
Liu Zecheng didn't speak, just glanced at Lin Mu, and it was clear that he looked very unwell!
Lin Mu sat down, flicked out a cigarette, "Be honest about what you've done, we'll make a record, and it'll be easier for everyone!"
"A record? Are you a cop? What gives you the right?" Liu Zecheng glanced at Lin Mu and said.
"Uh... I'm not a cop, I don't have that right, but I'm going to interrogate you here, old man, what can you do about it?"
"You..." Liu Zecheng's old face trembled, "This is illegal!"
"Ah-ha!" Lin Mu blew a perfect smoke ring, "Old man, take care of yourself first. If I'm breaking the law, that's my business, what can you do? Think you have the guts to sit in this seat?"
