"No, no, no!" The captain of the anti-narcotics team, who had been silently watching him beat the suspect, spoke up. "Lieutenant Zhao, you can't kill him! Although his crimes are numerous and he deserves to die multiple times over, we still need him alive. We need to interrogate him and extract more information about the drug trafficking organization. Only then can we uproot them completely and take them down in one blow!"
Zhao Dong's outstretched hand, trembling, reluctantly withdrew. "Alright! Captain, I beg you to interrogate him thoroughly and ensure he's sentenced to death. Only then can my younger brother's spirit in heaven find peace!"
As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and scorching tears streamed down his cheeks.
