"Let me tell you, this was caused by charcoal falling onto my pants while I was grilling a few days ago, purely by accident."
"How's that? Are you satisfied with this explanation?"
He immediately shook his head.
"Aren't you police officers supposedly eating here for nothing?"
"To conclude that I'm the perpetrator based solely on a burn mark is rather arbitrary, isn't it?"
At this moment, Wan was so angry he stomped his foot.
"Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
"Right now, we're practicing civil law enforcement, but once the cameras are off, we don't have to be civil anymore."
"Threatening me?"
"Losing my head is only the size of a bowl, you can't scare me."
Zhong Shuang lifted his chin slightly, his eyes glanced over provocatively.
Chen He noticed Wan was losing his cool.
He quickly patted Zhong Shuang on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down.
Then, Chen He stepped forward.
