"I'm warning you," better answer truthfully, because we've reviewed all the video records. If you dare to quibble, don't blame us for showing no mercy!"
Gu Lanshan sat on the chair behind the iron railing, her eyes, black and white, distinct, staring at the two police officers in front of her. She curled her lips and remained silent.
One of the officers looked straight at Gu Lanshan and asked sternly, "What's your name?"
Gu Lanshan stayed quiet.
"Aren't we asking you a question?" the interrogating officer yelled, having lost his patience. Gu Lanshan then blinked, took a moment to think, and slowly moved her lips to quietly answer, "Ye Chuchu."
She'd use her original name.
It was utterly embarrassing; to think she'd gotten into a fight and ended up at the police station.
Another officer, meticulous in his work, noted down Gu Lanshan's response, then continued with a tremble in his voice, "How old are you?"
"Twenty-four."
"Why did you hit someone?"
