His identity

  Police station!

  The police station was very lively in the early morning, and the police from the anti-vice squad and the anti-gangster squad rushed back quickly. As they walked in, they saw nearly a hundred of Jiang's bodyguards standing outside the police station, like warriors, waiting for battle!!

  Several helicopters were hovering quickly in the air, as if they would sweep through thousands of troops as soon as there was any movement inside!

  Chiang Tien-kuei's three personal secretaries stood outside the police station steps, each making urgent phone calls to instruct various administrative departments to suppress the media! They also had to call the Chiang residence to report the situation to Master and Madame Chiang.

  The police in each group passed by them, looking at this grand formation, thinking that the leader had arrived.

  Outside the police station is a tense war movie, but inside the police station, it's another peaceful scene!

  Inside the interrogation room!

  Jiang Tiankuai sat on the chair with a cold face, slightly hugging his shoulders and looking at Tang Kexin beside him.

  Tang Ke Xin walked into the police station, and instead of getting anxious, she became calm again. She still held Jiang Tian Kuai's suit in her arms, using it to carefully wrap up the bottle of secret red wine, afraid that others might see it and cause more trouble.

  A gust of cold wind blew in.

  After all, it's early winter.

  Jiang Tiankuai stretched out his hand and wanted to pull back the suit that Tang Kexin was holding in her arms.

  "What's wrong?" Tang Ke Xin suddenly turned her head, looking at Jiang Tian Kuai with a hint of blame.

  Jiang Tiankuai looked at her and said coldly: "I'm a bit chilly, return my suit jacket."

  "You're being rude and won't even give a piece of cloth to let someone save face?" Tang Ke Xin suddenly turned her head, looking at Jiang Tian Kuai with anger.

  Jiang Tiankuang's eyes flashed coldly to her damaged white shirt and smooth shoulders, then lowered his eyelids to look at the suit in her arms, saying: "If you want to cover your shame, just put it on."

  "I like hugs." Táng Kěxīn stared at this person with wide eyes and said.

  Jiang Tiankuai turned his face away, blinked his charming eyes, and didn't want to say anything anymore.

  "Mr. Jiang..." The police chief, looking a bit tense, walked in first, his uniform not properly worn, his tie slightly askew. He glanced at the ten lawyers from the Jiang family who were walking in step by step before bowing and smiling to say: "I am Liu Zhiwen, the director in charge of this case."

  "Hmm." Jiang Tiankui responded faintly.

  "Now then, let's have our colleague make a record. Please assist with the investigation." The director smiled again and said to Jiang Tiankuai: "Just assisting with the investigation..."

  Jiang Tiankuai seemed to be the superior of this police station, looking up and saying: "Let's begin."

  "The director nodded again and gave a signal to his subordinates with his eyes."

  The subordinate understood and immediately nodded, took out a pen, opened his notebook, and asked: "What is the woman's name?"

  "Tang Ke Xin." Tang Ke Xin responded.

  Age

  “21”

  "Profession"

  "Bartender"

  "The man's name."

  Jiang Tiankuai.

  Age

  “30”

  "Professional."

  "President of Asia International Hotel Group."

  Tang Ke Xin's eyes lit up as she suddenly turned her head to look at Jiang Tian Kuai, remembering the man's words: "Help me personally deliver it to the hands of President Jiang of the Asian International Hotel Group! Remember! Absolutely do not hand it over to anyone else!! Not even a family member is allowed!! Her eyes blinked again, and she suddenly hugged the red wine in her arms, unsure of what to do.

  Clever Zeng Mi, what did you guess?