Half an hour later, at the police station.
Quan Jue and Chi Jiao looked across the table at Shi Kuo, whose hands were handcuffed.
Shi Kuo lowered his head and stared at the handcuffs. It was as if he had a deep grudge against his hands as he dug his nails into them.
Seeing that he was silent and his eyes were empty, Chi Jiao took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know why I wanted to see you?"
Shi Kuo didn't even raise his head. Instead, he curled his lips into a cold smile. "Why else? To show off. Congratulations, Senior. I know you've successfully saved Chen Shuo and Fu Lei. Is there anything else you want to say? If not, I want to go back now."
Seeing saw Shi Kuo's indifferent attitude, Chi Jiao couldn't help feeling vexed.
Shi Kuo was so uncooperative. They couldn't ask him anything or get any information out of him.
