30 hours later, with the sound of heavy metal rubbing against each other, Zhao Yu opened the door of the interrogation room and entered.
At that moment, sun Guodong had fallen asleep on the interrogation table. Hearing the sound, he woke up and raised his head to look at Zhao Yu.
The light in the interrogation room was too bright, so he couldn't see clearly. He had to rub his eyes hard, then he could see Zhao Yu's face clearly.
However, Zhao Yu had never shown his face before, so sun Guodong didn't know him.
"Sun Guodong," Zhao Yu didn't go to the interrogator's position, but went straight to sun Guodong and said,"you've been thinking about how long Bai Wenhai can last before he dies, right?"
"It's Bai Wenhai again," sun Guodong said, shaking his head."Officer, I've said it countless times. I do have a grudge against Bai Wenhai, but I haven't seen him since I was imprisoned!"