Just as the two officers on either side of him grabbed his arms to handcuff him, he exploded with sudden force, as if a switch had been flipped, and shoved them away.
This reaction was actually what Chang Zhigang had expected.
Even a petty thief would struggle and resist, let alone a murderer with six lives on his conscience.
But resisting was useless.
It was an enclosed office with seven or eight officers inside and more waiting outside. Could he really get away?
Jump from the second-floor window?
But there were people downstairs, too.
He was the only non-officer in the room, so he had no one to take hostage.
As for fighting back?
During the earlier technical investigation, the task force had already sent people to inspect his office for potential evidence. It wasn't as if he had a gun hidden under his desk that he could suddenly pull out to blast a bloody path to freedom.
They had him surrounded. All resistance was meaningless.
