Marin smiled and nodded, then looked at the eleventh person in the third row. Different from the previous angry young man with a white face, this was a middle-aged uncle who seemed to have at least twenty years of work experience.

The same face shape as Gao Cangjian.

"Can you tell me your real situation?" Marin asked.

"Tainan United, Investigator of the Anti-Corruption Special Operations Division." The middle-aged man said while lighting a cigarette for himself: "Xiao An is controlled by your mind, right, so I'd better say it myself, everyone calls me

I am Lao Gao. Actually, my surname is Qian, Qian Zhijiang."

The deputy director of the patrol station was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "Lao Gao, I strongly advocated for you to be the chief detective, but you actually..."

"Deputy director, after all, we are still one of our own." Marin said with a smile, and looked at the third person who pulled out the gun: "What about you, who are you."

"Hahaha, I am the mole you are looking for! But you didn't expect it! I am immune to psychic powers! Go to hell! You false god!" After the guy said this, he pointed the gun at Marin.

But in the eyes of everyone, this mole pointed the gun at his own head.

"Stop." Marin said.

As a result, the finger that pulled the trigger could no longer complete the trigger stroke. Marin smiled and walked up to the mole who could only move his eyes and took the gun from his hand.

"Don't worry, we still have many questions to ask you, and I won't let you die before we get the answers."

After saying that, Marin handed the gun in his hand to the deputy director of the patrol station with a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!