"What did you just say?" "Where do you think you are?" Sheriff Lee frowned and said sternly. He slammed the pen on the table and tapped his fingers on the table."I cuffed you there ... To ask you to tell me a story?" he asked.
"What's wrong? Officer, are you in a hurry to get off work?" "After all," Feng bujue explained,"after we're done with my statement, we still have to go to the hospital for a check-up (whether we carry any infectious diseases or have a history of drug abuse), and we can only be sent to the detention center after the results are out ... If we go back and forth like this, you won't be able to return before dawn." He looked up at the ceiling and said,"hehe ... I think you have plenty of time."
"I knew you were a seasoned cook ..." Sheriff Lee glared at brother Jue and said,"you're more familiar with the process here than the few newbies I've taught!"
"I repeat ..." Feng bujue replied calmly."I ... So far, I have no criminal record."
