Facing Pei Zhiyao's orders, Auntie Zhang's complexion changed dramatically, as she suddenly thought of something unpleasant.
She followed Pei Zhiyao with trepidation, each step taken with apprehension.
Pei Zhiyao, however, strode forward confidently, proceeding straight to the entrance where he towered over several police officers.
"Where's Wen Mian?"
As he spoke, Auntie Zhang behind him tensed up once again.
The police officer pointed towards a direction behind them, leading Pei Zhiyao and his companion there.
"Miss Wen is in the interrogation room, you'll see her as soon as you go in."
Auntie Zhang still followed behind, until the interrogation room door was pushed open and she saw the faces of Wen Mian and Ma Lingling.
As their eyes met, Auntie Zhang was so nervous she didn't know what to do.
Ma Lingling was even more evasive, unwilling to make eye contact with her.
Clearly, both felt guilty about what had happened last time.
