"Name?"
"Huai Shi."
"Age?"
"17."
"Occupation?"
"Cowherd… Ah, no, that just slipped out." Huai Shi cleared his throat twice. "Student. I also serve as the Astronomical Society's secretary and Action Officer stationed in Xinhai… Say, can't we turn off that light?"
Under the glaring light, he struggled to lift his hands, cuffed to the table, to shield his eyes, but he fell just short.
My reach wasn't long enough.
"No!"
The interrogator across the table slammed his teacup down and asked coldly, "Spit it out. Last night at 7:30 p.m., where were you, who were you with, and what were you planning to do?"
Huai Shi curled his lip. "Garden Restaurant. With your daughter. We were planning to have dinner."
BANG!
Director Fu slammed his palm on the table, his eyes bulging. "You dare say that! What is it? Do you think I can't handle my gun anymore, or are you just getting cocky? I've told you again and again, yet you still dare to hit on my daughter!"
"COUGH, COUGH."
