When Fujihara Yellow Hair was taken from the interrogation room to the detention room, he was still somewhat dazed.
"Are the police giving up on interrogating me just like that?"
"Were all those little interrogation resistance tricks I thought of in vain? I hadn't even used them all yet!"
Upon arriving at the detention room, he saw the four guys who had just captured him, either squatting or standing inside, giving him unfriendly stares through the iron bars.
"I want to change rooms! I don't want to be locked up with them!" Fujihara Yellow Hair immediately shouted loudly.
Two officers directly pushed him in and then locked the door. "Do you think this is a hotel?"
Afterward, they walked away without looking back.
"Kid, didn't expect to see us again, did you?"
Noda smiled a skin-deep smile as he looked at Fujihara.
"You... don't mess around, we all have no grudges..." Although Fujihara was already panicked inside, he tried to appear calm on the surface.
