Sitting next to the director was the deputy director of the police station, named Yang Guangyu. At this moment, he was continuously using a wet tissue from the office desk to wipe the sweat on his forehead. However, for some reason, the sweat he had just wiped off would soon cover his entire forehead again.
Yu Minen chuckled lightly, waved his hand as a gesture for several police officers to leave first—after all, nobody guarding outside wouldn't do either. Then, he picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and only then did he speak, "Are you really here to turn yourselves in?"
"When we weren't turning ourselves in, you were searching for evidence of our crimes all day long. Now that we've come to turn ourselves in, you don't believe it's real. You're really putting us outlaws in a tough spot!" A guy with a Guan Yu tattoo shouted loudly, and with disdain, he glanced at this group of police officers.
