Huojin used an empty conference room for interrogation and asked Zhang Feiyu to be ushered inside. The latter sat opposite him in silence.
"We meet again."
Xiyang blinked in confusion.
Again? When did they meet before?
Zhang Feiyu said nothing.
"I heard what the witness, Zou Haoran, had to say. Now, I want to hear your side. Tell me what happened from the beginning."
"...I don't know."
"Meaning?"
"I don't know how Sir…died."
Huojin paused. "We will come to that part. Step by step. For starters, tell me about your mood this morning. How was it?"
"Tense but also…positive."
"Why?"
