"Uncle, what are you talking about? I don't understand,"
Du Zhanpeng looked at Tang Feng with a bewildered face, but his heart had already begun to panic.
He had been holding back all along, never making a move, so how on earth had his identity been discovered?
Tang Feng couldn't be bothered to play along with him anymore and just sneered at him, "Du Zhanpeng, stop pretending, I really feel like throwing up."
Du Zhanpeng's complexion changed drastically.
He had been wondering whether the other party was just testing him or had already confirmed his identity.
Now there was no doubt, they knew his real name.
This turned his arms and legs ice-cold in an instant.
Even the Public Affairs Hall didn't have his real photograph.
Although he had already killed three people, because his appearance was so deceptive, the Public Affairs Hall had never suspected him.
The current suspect wanted by the Public Affairs Hall was based on a composite sketch made from clues at the crime scenes.