C167 Closed-door Nocturnal Conversation

The Zhonghai Police Station at night, at this moment, had long since disappeared without a trace, and the entire police station was dark and silent. Only the lights in the bureau chief's office were still flickering, causing one's heart to throb a little.

Right now, Tang Mingliang was sitting on his office chair with a face filled with rage. He was gnashing his teeth in anger