"Good for nothing." Before Chu Wuyou could reply, Leng Rong glanced at Xiao Zhou coldly. His eyes were filled with obvious warning.
Xiao Zhou shrunk his neck and lowered his head. He did not speak anymore.
Chu Wuyou's expression was still calm. There was no reaction at all.
Leng Rong directly brought Chu Wuyou outside the interrogation room. At this moment, he was interrogating a prisoner.
The prisoner was an old woman in her sixties, an ordinary woman from the countryside.
Chu Wuyou stood outside and looked at the old woman through the special glass. If she guessed correctly, this old woman should be the human trafficker from Star Lake village that Xiao Zhou had told her about.
"How is it?" Leng Rong's eyes also looked at the situation in the interrogation room, and his expression became more serious.
"she still hasn't confessed." Ming Yuan shook his head."she's quite stubborn. Now she's insisting that she's the victim."
