Chapter 58: A Palm Print on the Crown of the Head!
Small Qianmen Police Station, Interrogation Room.
An elderly police officer was sitting behind the desk with an interrogation record in his hand. Not far in front of him, Lin Beichen was seated in a leather-backed chair.
The interrogation record was already filled with a lot of information, such as Lin Beichen's name, age, and school, as well as the details of the officer who recorded the information.
At this moment, the elderly officer asked gently, "Lin Beichen, can you describe the process of catching the human trafficker?"
"Sure."
