Update one!
Already in a state of physical weakness, Fu Shiyin's sudden question caught Lan Yahui off guard.
"I... I was... I was at school!" Lan Yahui stuttered for a while, and although she covered up the truth, she was left sweating profusely.
"You're lying!" said Fu Shiyin coldly.
Lan Yahui quickly shook her head: "No! I... I'm not lying!"
"Let me be honest with you, we are the police. We know everything about what happened that night. It's okay if you don't admit it, I have a hundred ways to make you talk," Fu Shiyin said with a smile.
...
"Where is this?"
When Chen Xijun opened her eyes, she also found herself in a small dark room, different from Lan Yahui's. In the pitch-black cell where Chen Xijun was held, she couldn't see her hand in front of her face.
Rubbing her aching head, Chen Xijun started to grope around silently.
