Chen Ting used the back of her hand to cover her nose. There was no helping it; the smell in the room was indeed unpleasant.
"Has he confessed?"
The interrogator sitting behind the table shook his head.
"Bring in the stove."
The interrogator was clearly taken aback, then asked, "In principle, we need the Captain's approval..."
"In principle, if you don't follow your superior's orders, I can shoot you right now."
Local authorities tend to have the upper hand; who knows where that Captain is now, it's better to do her a favor and hold her accountable should anything happen.
