Several public security officers had just stripped Third Uncle Zhou's upper clothing off when they revealed a back full of scars. One of them, somewhat uneasy, asked, "Captain, this man's body is covered in scars, and it looks like there are even gunshot wounds."
Captain Liu hurried over, took a glance, then lifted his head with a smirk full of pride, "What are you hesitating for? Get on with the torture. I don't think this guy is any good. With so many wounds, he's probably committed some heinous crime. He could even be a spy sent by another country. Don't just stand there, get moving, and interrogate this 'enemy agent' thoroughly."
"You bunch, stop spouting nonsense. My uncle is a soldier, and all these injuries were sustained on the battlefield defending our country. He's not the 'enemy agent' you're talking about, and you have no right to interrogate my uncle," Zhou Zhe Yuan yelled furiously.
Hearing this, several junior officers began to hesitate.
