Would a decent, honest person be afraid to say their surname and given name?

The two police officers next to him nodded repeatedly. "That's right. Why wouldn't a normal person dare to say their surname and given name?"

Chen Zhipeng gave a helpless, bitter smile.

“Listen to me, Xiao Jiang. I did lie to you at first. My surname isn’t Cheng, it’s Chen. As you said, my name is Chen Zhipeng.”

"That's right. You're an upright person, so why would you make up lies? And why would you change your surname? These days, not many people change their ancestral surnames."

"If you are not an enemy agent, why did you change your surname and hide your identity?"

And what exactly are you trying to do, riding your bicycle all the way to our Red Flag Brigade?"

Both police officers applauded Jiang Tiecheng's keen intuition. "That's right! A good person doesn't change their appearance."

"Xiao Jiang, you've really misunderstood. I didn't mean to lie to you!"

"You didn't mean to lie to me. Then what is it?"

If this isn't intentional, then what is?

Jiang Tiecheng stared at Chen Zhipeng warily.

This person looks refined and doesn't seem like a bad person, but bad people don't have the word "bad person" written on their foreheads.

He's had enough of being treated like a pushover.

Let's see how the steamed bun bites back this time.

Dumbfounded, aren't you? Didn't know I called the police? Let's see how you, this enemy agent, can keep up the act.

Chen Zhipeng was at a loss for words, as the two police officers beside him said.

"Comrade, now that they've seen through your trick, you should just confess honestly."

Our policy is to treat those who confess leniently and those who resist severely.

If you honestly and clearly explain everything, we'll consider it a meritorious deed.

What are you talking about?