But of course, they would not say any of this to Xiao Xuan, a criminal.
Bang!
Zhang Yi slammed the table hard.
"I'm the one interrogating you, not the other way around. Answer my question honestly. What exactly were you doing there?"
Xiao Xuan said, "It's a long story."
Zhang Yi frowned. "Then keep it short."
Xiao Xuan checked the time and felt that it was about time. So he put on a profound expression. "Too late. It's here."
Zhang Yi was baffled. He had no idea what Xiao Xuan was trying to pull and thought the punk was just doing some absurdist nonsense.
"I'm telling you, don't try that crap with me. I—"
Bzzzt!
The white light overhead suddenly flickered several times.
Hm?
Was the light broken?
Zhang Yi froze for a moment, then looked up.
The light directly above him seemed to have malfunctioned. It flickered on and off, accompanied by a buzzing electrical sound.
The interrogation room had no windows to begin with, and the lighting was dim. Once the light started acting up—
The room immediately fell into darkness. Combined with the erratic flickering, it really did create the atmosphere of a paranormal horror film.
But Zhang Yi did not think of any of that. He got up, intending to turn off the light first and call someone to repair it later.
As for the interrogation, he could make do by bringing in a lamp from outside.
Zhang Yi walked over to the switch and pressed it.
Bzzzt!
The light above his head continued flickering.
Click!
Click!
No matter how many times he flipped the switch, it had no effect on the light overhead.
Zhang Yi muttered to himself, "Strange. Is the switch broken too?"
Xiao Xuan looked at him. This man was truly a staunch