Jiuyu could not sit still in the interrogation room. The light here was light purple, the metal walls made people feel uncomfortable, and even the chairs were narrow, as if they were determined not to make the other party comfortable.
Jiuyu seemed a little embarrassed. Yanqi seemed to be busy with something and ignored his own inquiries. He felt his hands and feet were cold.
Jiuyu has always been timid and fearful of getting into trouble. He muttered: "Why did I encounter such a thing that needs to be written into the file when I first took office?"
It was twelve o'clock, and the bell suddenly rang twelve times, which made Jiuyu shrink his neck in shock. There are basically no clocks in Death Comes, and hearing it here suddenly made him panic.
The door of the interrogation room was pushed open violently, and Jiuyu jumped up from his chair and almost gave a military salute.
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