Interrogation room.
Shen Caijun, handcuffed, sat in the interrogation chair, which was firmly welded to the floor. The room doubled her sense of fear, and she had lost the calm composure she had in the morning.
Her makeup was smudged; her mascara smeared black under her eyes. At the moment, she looked nothing like the word 'beautiful.'
Xu Dayuan crossed his arms and glanced at the time.
"The family situation you previously confessed, it wasn't Shen Shuyi's, was it? We contacted her parents, both of whom have remarried, and her father isn't even surnamed Shen. They both shirked when asked to identify the body. Jin City No.3 Middle School, what if I use them to contact your parents?"
Shen Caijun lifted her head abruptly, her face filled with anger. Xu Dayuan remained expressionless and continued,
