"Who made me look like a human, a ghost or not? It's you, it's you, it's you who forced me!" The air was cold and cold, and there was no air conditioning in the room, so the solitary furnishings were so cold that they stood motionless and froze. But it did not include the face of a man who looked like a madman - that face seemed to have experienced an earthquake, with all the facial features being displaced by the broken walls, and even the bones changed unexpectedly. All these circumstances made it impossible for the old director who followed Teacup to recognize his former subordinate.
"When his father Zhou Ziyu died, who refused to let go of the title of "martyr" and allowed him to be the son of a criminal policeman for ten years because of a minor flaw? Who was it that believed in benevolence and morality, but without any conscience put the dirty and despicable reputation on him, repeating his father's old mistakes? Who, who, who saw him being tortured by drug dealers but did nothing to save him? Who? Who is it?!"
"Officer Zhou is a very admirable police officer. The road is bumpy, and it is inevitable to encounter things that neither you nor I can accept. But those who choose this profession must learn to adapt to life and death. We are all sad, but Shen Rong, you should not have shot the drug dealer without your order. Although you submitted his confession, he has not yet accepted the trial of the law..."
There were no windows in the interrogation room, but the old director always felt like it was raining outside. Because her legs began to hurt again, one after another, as if they were caused by bullets that would never be taken out.
"And... And Shen Rong, you must know how to take the long term to catch the big fish."
Shen Rong closed her eyes gently and fell back on the iron chair as if she was relieved of her strength. The shackles jingled like the wail of an old friend. He closed his eyes and said one at a time, "Then we have nothing to communicate."
A narrow door separated the clean and tidy criminal police captain's office, leading directly to the interrogation room filled with darkness. The old director shuffled away. Finally, he held Tie Lan again and said with great authority, "Zhou Zi doesn't want to see you like this."
"Yes," Shen Rong sighed and smiled, "So we'd better not meet each other again in the next life."
Mission: Justice will never be absent