Slippers rested both hands on the table with his handcuffs knocking against the side with a clear sound.
The meaning behind Qian Yikun's words—in addition to the figure he had just seen—caused Slippers' eyes to turn red. "You bunch of cops, there's no point even if you caught me."
Qian Yikun watched him speak word by word without batting an eyelid. When he saw the hostility that bloomed on Slippers' face, Qian Yikun smiled faintly.
"Behave yourself." The vice-captain saw that he was about to stand up and slammed a hand on the table.
"Whether it's useful or not, you'll find out soon enough. Take him away." Qian Yikun stood up and left.
Slippers' fingers dug into the table as he stared relentlessly in the direction where Qian Yikun left.
