Shi Nian raised his eyes: "George's case."
Tang Yanqing had said that An Cheng was a career-driven female prosecutor, who usually wouldn't discuss the progress of a case with unrelated personnel before a trial. So if you want to talk to her, you must choose the right moment, when she's in a good mood.
For example, when she's well-fed and satisfied.
An Cheng raised an eyebrow: "What's there left to discuss about the case? Didn't George confess at the police station?"
"Does Inspector An think so too?" Shi Nian put away all jokes and assumed a serious look: "Does Inspector An think this case is over, that George is the real culprit?"
An Cheng stared at Shi Nian and suddenly chuckled lightly.
"Shi Nian, stop teasing me. I heard that at the site where the corpse was discovered, you slapped George twice in the face on the spot. Didn't you also confirm that he is the real murderer of Nisha?"
Shi Nian lowered his eyes: "I was acting."
