"Come over and take a seat?"
The Chief of Police let out a slight "Huh?", his expression somewhat displeased. "If that's all, Officer Zhou, you should have already taken a seat. If there's nothing else, please leave. Don't disturb our official duties."
TSK!
Seeing the Chief's cold demeanor, Zhou Zhenghua clicked his tongue, slightly annoyed.
He casually turned slightly and gestured to the Interpol agents who had followed him.
They understood his unspoken cue.
They quickly handed over the file they were holding.
Zhou Zhenghua pushed the file in front of the Chief and tapped it twice.
"Chief Baal, don't be in such a hurry. Let's go through this file and then talk, how about that?"
Seeing Zhou Zhenghua acting this way, Chief Baal frowned, puzzled by what trick Zhou Zhenghua had up his sleeve.
But he knew that anything Zhou Zhenghua personally brought over must be no small matter.
So, he gestured to the other captains in the room to leave.
