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“Suicide?!” The male officer's expression stiffened.
“She misunderstood me! Jiang Yufei once said she felt a deep sense of guilt towards me, and she is as innocent as a young flower. Even when I was entangled in my thoughts, she never blamed me. When she saw me run away, she must have thought I was still in despair, and in her pain and self-reproach, she chose the path of no return.”
“Wait, what kind of flower is a young flower?” Park Chi asked, only to receive a sharp glare from someone nearby.
“Viola tricolor. In some European countries, it’s called the girl flower,” she replied succinctly.
I really didn’t know. The poor officer thought to himself; all I know is that there’s a sunscreen brand called “Eastern Flower” that has pure young models in its advertisements.
“Are you sure she committed suicide?” the female recorder asked again.
“Yes. When I returned, I found the box wide open, and Jiang Yufei was lying inside with a calm expression. She was holding that bottle of wine, but there was hardly any left,” the young man said, devastated. “It’s my fault; what I did is no different from killing her myself!”
“There’s a big difference, provided you’re telling the truth. We will investigate. But are you really sure it was suicide?”
“I can say for certain! It’s too remote there; I’ve been there so many times and have never seen another person. Besides, even though I was in the opposite direction from Jiang Yufei, I would still be able to hear anything happening; after all, this swamp isn’t that big.” He continued to express his despair.
“So afterward, you quickly handled the scene, threw the wine bottle into the bushes behind the bridge, arranged her body in a more peaceful ‘virgin sacrifice position,’ covered her with a shawl, closed the box, secured it with roses, and then ran away?”
Damn it, after all this fuss, this case turned into a farce. I wonder what that scientist at home, who is suffering for love, would think if he knew the truth. Plus, with this recorder around, my hopes of getting a ten-thousand-dollar payout are completely dashed; it looks like I’ll have to bleed money to settle this.
“No, I stayed by her side the whole time. I didn’t leave until noon on the 18th.” His devotion seemed underestimated but was still a definite answer. Then he recalled that parking ticket he received right after leaving the community that night and shook his head.
After going through the necessary procedural talk, the person was taken away.
Yan Xiaoque remained in a state of stubbornness, staring blankly at the pile of "ghost symbols" she had drawn. The officer who had already left the interrogation room had no choice but to turn back and push through the door again.
"I’m telling you, Yan Xiaoque, this is actually a good thing. This case was just an accident. Didn’t you throw up last time when you heard about the murder? To celebrate this clear world and bright skies, I’ve decided to treat you to a meal tomorrow."
"Of course, tonight’s supper works too."
"Clear world?" She stood up and shot him a glare, her expression quite complicated.
"Let’s hope so!" A rare sigh escaped from her, reminiscent of a Leo's temperament.
What’s wrong? Park Chi truly couldn’t stand seeing her in such a melancholic state.
He watched as she quickly walked ahead of him, elegantly kicking off her high heels one by one as she went.
Those were borrowed shoes.
Indeed, it was still Yan Xiaoque, undeniably strong.
Park Chi received the call the next morning at ten-thirty.
"Sis, can you let me sleep a little longer?" The tragic scene of picking up shoes from behind her replayed vividly in his mind.
After she changed into her own clothes and dragged him to a roadside stall for some serious eating, he drunkenly watched as the "bar owner," unfazed after downing four bottles of draft beer, drove off in his Jeep. Meanwhile, he himself had to walk an hour and five stops before collapsing onto his own bed.
This world truly wasn’t clear enough.
"Come out quickly. Your group of intern officers is right next to me, and if you keep sleeping in, it will cause public outrage."
What do you mean? It's just: our group of intern officers are all by your side. Oh?! "What are you up to again, sister?!" Hearing the roar, Yan Xiaoque tossed her phone aside to a handsome guy. Fortunately, Park Chi had left his briefcase in the car yesterday, and among the two bags of snacks, the most valuable item was a copy of the "Summer Internship List for the Police Force." Just a few phone calls, and everything she needed to check and handle was settled within the morning.
"Captain Park, this is XXX. We are currently at the 33KM + 100M mark on D Highway and have discovered new developments. Waiting for your arrival to report." The handsome guy's attitude was neither servile nor overbearing. He had potential.
Yan Xiaoque could easily imagine the expression on Officer Park's face, whom she had known for fourteen years.
It must be quite amusing.
But after a sleepless night, she couldn't muster a smile at that moment. Approaching eleven o'clock, the sun blazed overhead. There was nowhere to hide on the bridge. She squinted and stared hard at the sun. For just a moment, she let the light pierce through her being.
Looking down, darkness suddenly enveloped her; her eyes were in a state of self-redemption. When her vision brightened again, she saw clusters of emerald waves below, as if silently calling out.
Was that person or those things calling for your last redemption within?
She took out her phone and dialed a number.
She spoke.
In the end, she said: "Senior, let's meet at Guiyuanpu."
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