The three of them reeked of alcohol as they stepped into the conference room. Trembling in fear as they looked at Director Sun sitting in the chair—whose face was longer and sourer than Changbai Mountain—their legs couldn't help shaking.
Catching the pungent smell of booze, Director Sun asked furiously, "Zhang Jianguo, is this how you the hell lead your team? Huh? Drinking heavily during working hours?"
With a miserable expression and a guilty conscience, Zhang Jianguo said, "Director Sun, well... didn't we just crack a murder case today? We figured we'd unwind a bit. We spent almost the entire night interrogating Feng Yujing yesterday..."
Chapter 89