Jiang Baojun looked at Zhang Hui, then at Song.
"Officer... we might have some misunderstanding. The boss says I am familiar with Zhao Zhijun, but it's not really like that. There are many things I don't know about him. What happened to him? Did he commit some crime?"
Zhang Hui waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, it's nothing serious. We just want to ask you some questions about Zhao Zhijun. You don't need to dig around. It's not a big deal."
"It's just related to some case; it will be fine once we clear it up."
"Really nothing serious?"
"Really nothing serious. Mainly, we need to verify some information with you. If it were serious, wouldn't we have arrested him already?"
Hearing this, Jiang Baojun felt a bit relieved. So they hadn't arrested Zhao Zhijun yet. If he hadn't been arrested, then the problem shouldn't be too big.
