Song Guanchao simply treated the wound on his arm.
He checked the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.
"I'm going back tomorrow, you all keep an eye on her here."
"Squad leader, you're not taking her back?"
"No rush for now."
Song Guanchao said, "Let's see if Lu Zhizhong cooperates. If he does, we won't take her back. If not, then we will."
Zhu Qiushui is a suspect, and he's the leader of the task force.
Issuing an arrest warrant could have her brought back in minutes.
But, her being on Hong Kong Island is more advantageous for Song Guanchao than being on the mainland.
Zhu Qiushui sat on the sofa, having not eaten or drank anything.
Hearing his words, her mood sank.
She said nothing, because nothing she said would be of use now.
She was merely a bargaining chip, not qualified to be at the negotiation table.
"Keep an eye on her in shifts tonight."
Song Guanchao said, intending to rest.
