"Bang!"
Inside the police station, Lin Baoguo slapped the desk so hard it almost fell apart, then he yelled at Heizi, who was huddled like a sparrow bracing for winter, "Where did Yan Fei go? Listen here, Heizi, you think you're out of my reach, don't you? Do you believe I can make sure you don't get to go home for dinner today?"
"I really don't know, Director Lin!" Heizi looked utterly aggrieved, as if he were a million times more wronged than Dou Er. Staring at Lin Baoguo's palm, red from hitting the desk, he struggled to say just this one sentence after a long pause.
