Only a lamp was shining on Zhao Bin's face in the dark interrogation room. He felt that the police interrogation rooms in any country were similar. No interrogation room would be sunny and fresh.

The two policemen in front of him were very serious. One questioned and the other recorded the whole process of the interrogation. There was also a big glass beside it. He knew there must be someone watching the interrogation behind him.

Clearly cooperating with the investigation, but now it turns into being interrogated, and from cooperating to suspect, Zhao Bin is indifferent, after all, there are some people behind all this.

Now Zhao Bin is waiting....