Xiao Mingshan snorted coldly, his voice sinking as he said, "Li Jiazhuang, my personal relationships with your father are one thing, but now you're a criminal suspect. Could I possibly allow personal feelings to interfere with public duty?"
"Officer Xiao, I am not a criminal, I am at most only a suspect. But I have done nothing, so in a couple of days, I won't even be that. You'd best not treat me like this. Once I get out, I'll send you a couple of good cigarettes, how about that?" Li Jiazhuang said.
However, at that moment, a cunning look flashed in Xiao Mingshan's eyes. Suddenly, he pulled a recording pen from his pocket, placed it on the table, and said with a smile, "Bribing an officer, that's an additional charge."
Seeing this object, Li Jiazhuang's face turned pale instantly, and he hastily said, "Officer Xiao, has that recording pen been on the whole time?"
"Of course, it's been on," replied Xiao Mingshan nonchalantly.
