The police station's interrogation room held a sheet-metal table and two plastic chairs.
Two police officers sat across from him. The older one flipped through the statement book, while the younger one watched him.
"Are you the person in charge of Jiangcheng Chengyou Construction Labor Service Company?"
"Yes."
"Name?"
"Wang Xiaoliang."
The older officer tapped his pen against the notebook.
"Did you know your employees were gambling in a group in the company cafeteria?"
"Yes."
The younger officer frowned and exchanged a glance with his partner. People who ended up here either played dumb or passed the buck. Who admitted it this readily?
"The stakes were substantial," the older officer added. "As the person in charge, you're also legally liable for providing a gambling venue."
Wang Xiaoliang didn't respond to that.
He leaned forward and rested both hands on the table.
"Let me ask you something."
"Is there a reward for reporting gambling involving huge sums?"
The room fell silent.
The older officer's pen hung in midair. The younger one's mouth opened, and he forgot to close it.
"I was the one who reported them."
Another two seconds passed.
"You should be able to pull up the 110 call record, right?"
"I also told the operator that the company's main gate was locked from the inside, and you'd have to come in through the boom barrier in the entrance passage, or you wouldn't catch them in the act. Don't drive into the yard; come in on foot so they won't hear you."
The older officer put down his pen and took off his glasses.
"So you really were the one who called."
Apparently, both officers had taken part in the raid.
Wang Xiaoliang nodded. "When I discovered it, I considered stopping them. But they'd already broken the law. As a