Disgusting, absolutely disgusting. Just when I finally started to feel better, that bastard made my stomach turn again, a wave of nausea hit me.
If you're taking a dump, can't you wait to make a call?
At this moment, Su Qing really regretted not being the bold type. If he had the skills of a social daredevil, he would definitely hold up his phone and run around the cafeteria, letting everyone see that Du Qiang is taking a dump, making him socially dead, and unable to stay at the precinct.
But alas, he wasn't thick-skinned enough, and besides, he didn't know these people. Rushing up and making them watch someone else take a dump while eating was unethical for one, and he was mainly afraid of getting beaten up.
After all, this is the police precinct, where almost every man can fight, and you can't tell which woman is particularly tough, so everything seems dangerous.
So he turned the phone around, facing Zhu Lili across from him, and they made eye contact.
"Hello, Brother Qiang!"
