Chow Mey opened her weary eyes. The white ceiling of Tianjin Bureau's custody room stared back at her blankly. The door opened and Supervisor Lei Honghui stepped in.
He pulled back a chair and sat facing her, narrowing his eyes. "Where have you kept the sleeping pills, Miss. Chow? You used that to make Wan Guanting invalid to fight you, right?"
She chuckled tiredly. "Well if you didn't find it anywhere then how would I know? No matter what questions you ask, my answer won't change. I didn't kill Director Wan."
"Then why did you go to meet him at the same time as he was killed?"
"It was supposed to be a private conversation."
"Not a conversation but a private agenda to kill him. There is no lack of reasons for you to hate Wan Guanting. I dug into Wan Guanting's history and past."
She froze.
