C1479 Distance Produces Beauty

The bureau chief slapped his thigh and stood up, stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray. Xiao Zhao, you have too many questions! You're always questioning me for deceiving myself. Have you ever thought that your eyes sometimes deceive you?

Yes, I admit it. Just like last time when you brought me to the prison, the fake Chen Fusheng inside had indeed deceived me. Now that I think about it