The scene and sounds in the interrogation room were synchronous, and as Zhang He and the others listened to Ling Feng's words and saw his actions, they were all dumbfounded.
"What kind of interrogation technique is this? Holding hands the moment you disagree?"
Even the assassin was clueless, not knowing what Ling Feng was up to.
However, unexpectedly, after a moment, Ling Feng turned his head to look at the one-way glass of the interrogation room and said loudly, "That actor isn't at the award ceremony. He should be in the room marked 301 on the floor below and probably not dead yet!"
"Ah?"
The detectives outside heard this and were stunned.
Zhang He looked at him and said, "Don't be surprised, I trust my brother's methods. Hurry up and arrange for someone to go find him!"
"Okay!"
Upon hearing this, the detective nodded and took out his phone.
