Police station, interrogation room.

Benson Leach sat in a chair, and his tall body, cold cheeks and noble temperament made the interrogation room full of oppressive feeling.

The people sitting opposite him couldn't help but have a low aura.

Benson Leach is such a natural king.

"Benson Leach, these are evidence, the company's accounts don't match at all, and..."

Benson Leach listened quietly, without retorting, just looking at the time.

Soon, the door ...