Slap!
A dazzling beam of light shot directly onto Wu Aijun's face. The blinding glare made it difficult for him to adjust his eyes, instinctively raising his hand to shield them from the light.
This was a spacious room, around ten square meters. It only contained three chairs and one table. This was the interrogation room of the Liangxi City Public Security Bureau.
At this moment, Chen Le presided personally, with the deputy director Wang Yaowu by his side. The interrogation was led by the city's public security bureau director and the deputy director, which was quite an honor for Wu Aijun.
Chen Le leisurely lit a Chung Hwa cigarette from the pack on the table and looked at Wu Aijun, "Director Wu, I didn't expect that we would meet again under such circumstances. Would you like a cigarette?"
