Zhou Ning's six words sent Zhu Xiaoming into a panic.
"What? Just like that it's me? Is it some kind of issue with you all, take one look at me with my pants down, and you decide I'm the one who did something? Did my brother write something on me?"
Mr. Zhao disdainfully used two fingers to pull up his pants and waved towards the two detectives.
"Liu Da, there's no need for idle talk, right? Take him to the interrogation room. Later, once the test results are out, there's no point in resisting; we'll let the evidence do the talking, right!"
Liu Yufei nodded, but she wasn't hurried to speak as Zhu Xiaoming struggled continuously.
"Stop it, what do you want me to say? I'd need to know what the matter is first, wouldn't I?"
