Immediately, Tang Si turned off the washing machine.
Turning around, he set his gaze on Strong.
At this moment, Strong was restrained, and upon meeting Tang Si's eyes, he instinctively shrank back.
At first, he underestimated the situation; now, fear was a part of his instinct.
Moreover, he was merely following orders, working for others, and once that person who ordered him had no further commands, he was on his own.
Tang Si slowly approached, half squatting in front of Strong: "Where is the signal jammer on the ship?"
Strong remained silent.
Tang Si squinted slightly: "Really not going to tell?"
Strong looked at him, still silent.
"Alright." Tang Si said: "Do you know who I am? You work for others."
Strong knew, but only that he was a police officer, unaware of his position in the police force.
Strong was a hired gun, doing whatever the payer said, never asking many questions, and the employer would surely not disclose much information to him.
