At 11:30 PM, Mr. Qin was tidying up the mountain of files on his desk.
Having been busy all day, he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart and was longing to go home to relax and rest.
Mr. Qin raised his hand to rub his aching temples, trying to dispel some fatigue, then reached up to turn off the office lights.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped, looking through the window.
The light in the interrogation room opposite—interrogation room No. 1—was on!
Mr. Qin frowned, his mind started wondering.
That's strange!
He himself turned off the light when he left earlier, so why was it on again?
He paused to consider, thinking about the clearing operation that had just ended yesterday.
By rights, there shouldn't be anyone investigating new cases in the Criminal Investigation Team today.
Thinking of this, he took out his phone in some confusion and dialed Lin from the duty room.
