Chapter 067 I Have a Bad Memory

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Hearing the conversation between the fat and the skinny police officers, Chen Yang found it hard to imagine how despicable these cops were, framing the innocent, beating the elderly, and deceiving their superiors—they were worse than bandits.

"Kid, I'm asking you, were the nine people who died in the abandoned pit warehouse killed by you?"

The fatty roared menacingly, glaring at Chen Yang with wide eyes, and slammed his baton onto the metal table with force, creating a clanging sound that was particularly grating in the enclosed interrogation room.

Clearly, the fat police officer was more professional than the skinny officer.

Chen Yang smiled nonchalantly and nodded, "Yes."

What, yes?!

The fat and skinny officers were stunned; they couldn't believe their ears. They had considered many possible answers, but never thought that Chen Yang would admit it so directly.