At the same time.
Police station. Interrogation room.
Jia Tianzi and Guan Liang sat across from Jack, separated by a table.
Jack leaned back against his chair, distancing himself from the table, his gaze defiant: "Officers, I've already confessed. What more do you want? What else do you need to ask?"
Jia Tianzi and Guan Liang exchanged a glance.
Guan Liang then turned the laptop around, directing the screen toward Jack: "These were found on your personal computer."
Jack squinted: "That's right, I stored them on my computer, so what?"
The laptop screen displayed several posts made by "Han Haoniao" on a forum.
"The document opening records show you frequently read these articles. Where did you get these articles from?"
When it came to computers and network technology, Guan Liang seemed like a different person, no longer the newbie with a pale face in the morgue. Now, Guan Liang was mature, calm, and wise.
