When Lu Xiaoxiao and Hong Rose were eating in the dining hall, several people who stayed in the interrogation room sat at a table with dignified front colors.

The interrogation room was so quiet that everyone's eyes fell on the dignified Lan Enming.

Looking deeply at Lan Enming, it seems to be a measure of whether he should believe what he said.

"I'm not sure whether this has anything to do with the bombing of Xiaolu's studio, but it's hard for me to convince myself that they have nothing to do with each other."

The police officer left behind with them notified his colleagues to check what Lan Enming had...