"Go! Sit over there!"
Lin Xian'er coldly extended her hand, pointing to the chair in the center of the interrogation room typically used for interrogating criminal suspects.
"Why should I sit there? I haven't committed a crime!"
Xiao Yifei's face showed some confusion as he cocked his head and spoke to Lin Xian'er.
"When I tell you to sit there, you sit there. Stop with the useless chatter!"
A flash of anger crossed Lin Xian'er's eyes as she decisively strode over to Xiao Yifei, forcefully pushed him onto the chair, and then also cuffed his hands to the interrogation chair, restricting his movements.
As Lin Xian'er approached Xiao Yifei with her scent wafting around, her movements so vigorous that they forcefully pushed him into the interrogation chair, his eyes were dazzled by the swaying large masses that the fitted police uniform could hardly contain. So, by the time Xiao Yifei realized what was happening, he was already handcuffed to the interrogation chair.
