As Ye Fan left, everyone felt as if the pressure in the interrogation room was sucked away, instantly feeling much more comfortable.
"Captain... Captain Zhang!"
Shortly after, the burly detective, as if he thought of something, dashed to Zhang Li in a single stride, reaching out to support him.
At the same time, everyone turned their attention toward Zhang Li.
Under the light, it was clear to see Zhang Li's wrist was bent at an alarming angle, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Whether it was because of the severity of his injuries or because he had been frightened by Ye Fan's recent actions, Zhang Li's originally somewhat dark face was now ashen, and sweat poured down like rain.
"Captain Zhang, are you alright?"
Seeing Zhang Li being helped up, Li Bin quickly walked over. Instead of discussing Ye Fan, he first inquired about Zhang Li's injuries.
"You five go out immediately and follow him; don't let him get away!"
