I Asked You to Bring the Goods, but You Called in the Special Police?

The atmosphere in the interrogation room was solemn, and the police patted the evidence on the table. "Xu Yi, tell the truth! Where did this thing come from?" Xu Yi looked at the washed-yellow old man's shirt with a loose collar on the table, with an innocent look on his face: "Officer, this is the slow-selling pure cotton vest in my warehouse, 9 yuan 9 with free shipping, sold at a street stall." "Street stall goods?" The policeman became angry and pointed at the solid steel pipe bent at 90 degrees and the broken dagger: "You call this a pure cotton vest? It can't even penetrate a solid steel pipe, and the bulletproof vest is not that hard! This is clearly a single-soldier tactical exoskeleton!" "And these slippers! The suspect climbed up an 80-story building with his bare hands in these slippers. Even the arrest team couldn't catch up!" "What the hell is this fishing rod? Why can it catch a submarine?!" Xu Yi helplessly spread his hands: "Officer, I am really a serious anchor. We must believe in science..." At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a big boss rushed in anxiously: "Has the review been completed? The frontline urgently needs these 'old men's shirts', let him get on the link quickly!" …