"How did you get the access to the security controls?"
At present, the violent patient who had caused havoc in the hospital and identified himself as Zimin, was locked to a desk. One of the doctor's offices was set up into a temporary interrogation room. The effect of Mingshen's special medicine was slowly wearing off.
"How did you get access to the security controls?"
At present, the violent patient who had caused havoc in the hospital and identified himself as Zimin, was handcuffed to a sturdy desk. One of the doctors' consultation rooms had been hastily converted into a temporary interrogation room. Outside, officers continued collecting statements while firefighters ventilated the smoke-filled corridor. The sedative Mingshen had administered was gradually wearing off, allowing the man's breathing to steady.
Zimin laughed hoarsely, though still groggy with the after effects. "You think I know what those fancy buttons do? I just pressed whatever looked important…"
