Wei Zhenguo went out in the afternoon, and the next morning, he returned with heavier bags under his eyes and deeper wrinkles.
Accompanying him was a youth of not yet 20, short and lean, with an air of indifference, only his eyes swiftly darting around.
Once the formalities were complete, Wei Zhenguo immediately took the person into the interrogation room.
The interrogation room of the criminal police team was on the first floor, merely a small room of thirty to forty square meters.
In the center of the room were iron railings, with iron gates and locks dividing it. The half of the room by the door, enclosed by the iron railings, was the interrogation area, equipped with a desk, a computer, and chairs. The inner end was the suspect restraint area, with nothing but a single, lonely interrogation chair.
