Mo Rou picked at a hangnail while sitting in a completely black and empty room. Only one source of light in front of her.
Despite the darkness she was surrounded in, she was aware that she was surrounded by at least 2-3 surveillance cameras. The door outside this room would be guarded by armed men.
And she was handcuffed and tied in chains to the table.
She did not show any sign of anxiety from her incapacitation. In fact, she looked leisurely and eyed everything with great interest.
Then, she heard the door click, and someone go inside.
When the man in front of her sat down and she could see him clearly…..
"Wow. What the fuck is this shit?" She laughed in a crass way. "You think doing this would make me spill my guts?"
"Good day, Ms. Mo. My name is Mo Shizi. Most people call me by my English name, Leon. I work with the Interpol, and international police organization."
