912 Chapter Proactive

Bang.

The interrogation room door was forcefully shut, causing Wang Zhuang, who was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, to shudder involuntarily.

"Wang Zhuang, you remember me, don't you..."

Following the assistant's routine questioning, the interrogator began with a smile on his face.

Wang Zhuang said uneasily, "I remember. After I committed the crime, it was you who interrogated me."

"Well, since we go way back, let me share some news with you." The interrogator looked at Wang Zhuang, his hand pressing down on a thick, prop-like file, "I have a document here, take a look."

As he spoke, someone from behind the iron bars handed a thin sheet of printed paper to Wang Zhuang.

He lowered his head and saw that one-third of the paper was covered in red text and lines. In the middle, underneath the red text and lines, there was a bolded black line of text— "Special Plan for In-depth Crackdown on Cultural Relics Crimes."