5 AM, in the Yuyang Municipal Bureau.
The officer slammed his palm on the table, almost overturning everything on the surface as he roared angrily. "Is that thing of yours more important than a human's life? To the point where you can kill someone for it?! Why don't you tell me what it is so I can see if it's worth your head or not?!"
Sitting opposite him was a gloomy and haggard Long Guozhi. His entire person was shrouded in an air of sluggishness, with a sickly hue in his complexion. His body reeked of liquor, sweat and vomit because he was still retching the content of his stomach out when he was dragged out of the ambulance to the police station.
