Half an hour later, Vasily checked the confession record in his hand and looked up at Wang Zhong, saying, "22 pages, I've tried to be as concise as possible, but he nearly confessed to what color underwear the Huntsmen Corps' commander wears every day."
Pavlov came over to Vasily's side and took the thick record to start flipping through it.
Meanwhile, Popov asked, "Why the sudden change of heart, such a detailed confession? Could it actually be a bunch of fabricated fake information?"
Vasily, now with nothing to do as his record was taken away, joked, "Our general has divine inspiration, the information about your sneak attack came to him in a dream! You can't fool the general with your fabrications."
Wang Zhong felt bitter inside: How the hell would I be able to tell? This stuff definitely needs to be given to the intelligence department for cross-referencing to confirm its authenticity.
But on the surface, he put on an inscrutable facade.
