C58 Interrogation

Around seven in the evening, inside the interrogation room at the southern suburbs' sub-bureau, Zhong Yan, a high-ranking official from the Municipal Police Bureau, sat with an icy demeanor on the interrogation chair, casting sidelong glances at Qin Feng, who had just been shackled and brought in.

Qin Feng, in turn, subtly observed Zhong Yan. With a slightly stout build and hair slicked back