"You fucking explain this to me!"
Inside the detention center director's office, Qi Heng roared at Qu Cai, the officer responsible for supervising the inmates.
Spit splashed onto his face, carrying the smell of chives he hated most, yet Qu Cai did not even dare wipe it off.
Just last night, Tian Baishun, one of the three suspects they had been instructed to give special attention to, had clashed with another inmate, Su Xiandong, over a bunk assignment. Su Xiandong had stabbed him through the throat with a nail, killing him.
"Director, nobody expected that son of a bitch Su Xiandong to go crazy! I'd warned every one of them beforehand, and they were all meek as lambs... Director, I'm being blamed unfairly!" Qu Cai protested bitterly.
"Was the fight really over a bunk?" Qi Heng was not easily fooled. His eyes widened, flashing with shrewdness.
He knew perfectly well why Deputy Director Li had specifically emphasized keeping the three suspects safe. Wasn't it to prevent someone from silencing them?
Yet one had died just three days after arriving. Even an idiot could see something was wrong.
"It was! Most of them were asleep, but You Shengli and Mi Jie were on watch, and they both saw it. Tian Baishun wanted to switch places, Su Xiandong refused, and then Tian Baishun slapped him. Oh, Ding Gang and Zou Qunbiao saw it too," Qu Cai hastily explained.
Qi Heng knitted his brows. With Ding Gang and Zou Qunbiao as witnesses, the account was certainly highly credible. Still, he could not rule out the possibility that someone had ordered Su Xiandong to silence Tian Baishun.
"Where did the nail come from?" Director Qi continued.
"Su Xiandong picked it up in a corner of the yard during exercise time," Qu Cai answered obediently.