At this moment, it was already dark outside, yet the Robbery and Murder Department interrogation room remained brightly lit.
A tall black man was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, frowning and squinting, seemingly unaccustomed to the light in the room.
"Creak..." The door opened, and Luke and David walked into the interrogation room, chatting and laughing.
Even when they were partners, the two rarely conducted interrogations together. David's temper was too volatile for this kind of work.
But today was different. This case involved drugs, and people from the Anti-Black and Anti-Drugs Division were also involved in the investigation. David was participating in the interrogation as a representative of the Anti-Drugs Division.
The three of them sized each other up, and the anger on Adel Owen's face had disappeared since being caught.
Luke opened the folder and asked, "What's your name?"
Adel Owen shrugged, "Always the same question, aren't you tired?"
