"Liu Mingshi, right?"
"Sign this confidentiality agreement and you can leave. If you feel uncomfortable or uncomfortable, we will arrange psychological counseling for you for free."
The Malang City Detective Bureau was brightly lit.
All the protesters of the sunlit world who had raised their placards outside the art museum and witnessed the final slaughter were led over to delete all the videos they had filmed, accept confidentiality agreements, or be appeased by psychologists.
The middle-aged detective, Shen Suyun, sat in front of Liu Mingshi and recorded the information. Then, he pushed the document to him and said.
"Alright!"
"Alright, I'll sign it now! I feel fine on the inside. I don't think I need to be counseled anymore."
The 35-year-old Liu Mingshi nodded continuously. He grabbed a pen and signed his name on the paper.
Very soon.
