The investigator came directly to the door without any prior notice, and it was unclear how they determined Lin Nianhe was at home.
The two people opposite her looked serious and earnest, showing no discomfort despite being in the home of a direct superior. Their questions were even more incisive.
Lin Nianhe tried to cooperate, occasionally having to recall the details of the things being asked.
She was originally confident in her memory, but many details of the things they asked, she herself didn't remember, whereas they were crystal clear.
Moreover, their questioning was quite unstructured, seemingly haphazard, but Lin Nianhe, in this atmosphere, knew exactly—they wanted her to react instinctively, without thinking or anticipating.
After a long two hours that felt almost like criminal interrogation, Lin Nianhe saw a relaxed smile in their eyes.
"Comrade Lin, thank you for your cooperation."
The female comrade opposite reached out her right hand to Lin Nianhe.
