One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

"Did you witness the murder yourself?"

"No."

"Then, on what basis are you convicting her of murder?"

"She hasn't been convicted of anything yet. She's only been listed as a prime suspect and has been released on bail." The officer continued speaking. "It's not for you to decide if she killed anyone, is guilty of any crime, or is innocent!"

"She's been released on bail."

"According to police protocols, suspects on bail are required to be ready for the authorities' summon at any time."

That said, there was no such thing as being released on bail one second and then being summoned back to the precinct for another round of questioning.

Clearly, someone was manipulating the system.

Mu Yazhe scoffed. "Are you talking about protocols with me?"

"That's just how the system works. No one can defy the rules we have here."

"Who, then, gave you, a police officer, such authority?"

The uniformed personnel lifted his head, looked straight at him, and gave him an enunciated warning. "Mr. Mu, the law is strict; please cooperate with the investigation."

A mocking smirk grew on the man's face as he cast the officer a look before faintly spouting, "How well-said. The law is strict, huh?"

He then lowered his gaze, tugged on his tie, and unbuttoned his sleeves while maintaining that evil arch of his lips, which intimidated the other.

The officer saw him suddenly stand up and slowly make his way over to him before he lifted a leg and aimed a kick at the table before him.

The man was insufferably arrogant and had no regard for the police at all.

The table soon toppled over in the officer's direction.

The officer was totally caught off guard and completely unprepared for this turn of events. He, along with the table, fell to the ground and he grimaced in pain as his legs got crushed under the heavy weight of it.

As the table in the interrogation room was relatively heavy, no average male would be able to withstand the table crushing against him.

Mu Yazhe's countenance was dark and gloomy, and his obsidian eyes were gleaming sharply as he looked down at the person on the floor. With hands in his pants' pockets, he lifted a foot and pressed it down on the table.

The added force resulted in the table crushing harder against the officer.

"—Ahhh!" howled the officer in pain.

He felt that his legs were about to snap under the pressure!

"Who permitted you to address my wife as a suspect? Who gave you the right to do this?!"

"You—"

His eyes bulged wide in shock as he found it hard to believe that the man would dare behave so lawlessly in a police station.

"You… You're attacking a policeman right now! Do you have eyes for the law at all?!"

"Law?"

The man lowered his frosty gaze to spare the other a look.

"I don't have much patience, so listen up now." His voice boomed coldly. "I'm the one who murdered the victim; arrest me if you can."

Upon hearing the commotion coming from the room, the police officers outside barged inside at once, only to be rudely shocked by this scene.

Qin Zhou and Min Yu rushed in after them and were equally astounded to see such a hair-raising scene.

They had no idea what made their boss so worked up that he would resort to using violence in a police station.

This was something unprecedented.

"D*mn it! What are you doing right now? This is no place for you to stage a revolt!"

Seeing this situation, one of the officers immediately shot forward to take the man down.

All it took, however, was a grab and a twist of the officer's arm, and he was subdued by Mu Yazhe.

There were only so few moves and tricks that the police officers were familiar with, but that could not be said the same for him. He came from a military background, after all. Each of his skills and moves was well-honed from actual combat, which could not be compared to these fellows.

He barked, "None of you here are qualified in any way to interrogate me. Get your bureau head here; I have matters to discuss with him!"