Even Zhou Nanhai himself did not expect to be so troubled by a young man. Zhou Xiaoxiao, who was standing at the side, looked at Zhou Nanhai uncertainly and asked, "Commissar, what should we do now? Su Yun is still in the interrogation room. Should we let him go?"
Zhou Nanhai frowned and sighed deeply. "The identity of the deceased has been confirmed. He's indeed a fugitive and has a few lives on his back.
"Everyone knew about Su Yun's situation. There was nothing to investigate. Furthermore, the conditions of self-defense were established. If we don't let him go, do you want him to continue living in the police station?" As he spoke, Zhou Nanhai brought Zhou Xiaoxiao to the interrogation room. At this moment, Su Yun was sitting on a chair in boredom.