"If it were me, I'd probably act even more aggressively than you, and I wouldn't even wait two years!" Su Qing spoke up.
At this moment, he didn't see himself as a police officer, nor did he regard the person in front of him as a murderer, but just evaluated things from a very objective perspective.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Heng glanced at him, and after confirming that he wasn't a cop and didn't seem physically threatening, he took a deep breath and passed the bottle in his hand, "Want a drink?"
Su Qing shook his head, took out a bottle of beer from his pocket, "Not used to it, I'll have this instead!"
"Beer is weak, forget it, whether you're a cop or not, just for what you said earlier, I'll give you a chance to make a meritorious deed. Call the police, say I'm here, but you can forget about bringing me back alive, just take the body!"
