Two hours later, in the interrogation room of the Kunyang police station.
As Zhao Yu had not arrived, Miao Ying and Wu Xiumin were in charge of the interrogation.
"I really don't know what you're talking about ..." Sun Guodong, who was sitting in the interrogation chair, said innocently,"it's been 15 years since I was released from prison. I've changed myself and never made any mistakes again ..."
"I don't lack money, and I don't have to worry about food and clothing. Why would I do something that would let my country down?"
"Take a good look at these photos," Miao Ying said coldly."Do you really not know the people in these photos?"
"These people ..." Sun Guodong looked at the photos on the table and said lightly,"these people tried to harm me. How can I not remember them?"
"Oh?" Miao Ying's eyes lit up."Can you tell me their names?"
"Zhang Yuyin, qu Xiaohua ..." Sun Guodong pointed at the photo and said,"Peng Zhengyi, Bai Wenhai ... Hmm ..."