"Speaking of which, bro," Zhang Beixing suddenly asked while eating, "when I was being interrogated earlier, I heard someone mention pulling up surveillance footage. Do we have surveillance here?"
Hearing this, the chatty police officer paused for a moment but quickly recovered, nodding. "Yes, there's surveillance. Why?"
At these words, Zhang Beixing was overjoyed. He quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at the chatty police officer. "Oh, nothing much. Just, bro, could I get a copy of that surveillance video?"
He'd been worried earlier because he had been too busy fighting to take any videos at the time! He hadn't expected this sudden turn of events—surveillance footage actually existed! This was perfect; it was like fate itself had handed him a golden opportunity to show off, practically begging him to take it.
"What do you want the surveillance for?" the chatty police officer asked, somewhat puzzled.
