C747 I'm a Good Citizen

In the Chief Constable's office in Beijing.

Shan Hongliang sat on the soft sofa calmly. The fragrant tea on the tea table had already turned cold, but no one reached out their hands to touch it.

Jiao Xinkai's face was filled with nervousness, the beads of sweat on his forehead did not stop at all, and even his arms and sleeves were drenched from wiping his sweat