The police quickly returned to Yue Qing's home. This time, their expressions were particularly serious.
"Ms. Yue Qing, it's time to tell the truth!" a female officer said, pulling out a photo taken in the Maldives. The scenery in the photo was identical to what was shown in the chat records.
"What does this indicate?"
"It indicates that you are deliberately lying. Both the chat records and the photo are part of a performance you orchestrated to mislead the police!"
"Do you realize that your actions constitute obstruction of justice?"
Yue Qing remained silent, staring down at the floor. Seeing her like this, the female officer felt a pang of sympathy and sighed.
"You should confess sooner rather than later; otherwise, if the police uncover the truth, you could end up in jail."
Finally, Yue Qing lifted her head and sighed helplessly. "At this point, I can only speak honestly."
"In fact, my daughter has run away from home, and I hope you can help me file a report to find her."
The officers exchanged glances, each seeing doubt reflected in the other's eyes.
"Why did she run away?"
"I don't know; maybe she hates me."
"After all, I've never really liked her much."
"Is your daughter's departure related to the series of events you've been involved in recently?"
"What series of events?"
"There have been multiple Murder and Body Disposal Cases in This City recently. Our investigation has revealed that all the victims had consumed takeout delivered by you."
"I suspect you poisoned the fast food and then attacked while they were out," the male officer said, firing off a barrage of questions in one breath.
"No," Yue Qing denied vehemently.
"On what basis do you accuse me of poisoning? Do you have any evidence?"
"Ms. Yue Qing, we wouldn't suspect someone without reason. According to our investigation, you opened a clothing store in 2005, and due to your keen eye for fashion, it thrived."
"But this year, you suddenly transferred the store to your parents and started delivering food instead. May I ask why?"
The female officer fixed her gaze on Yue Qing's face, not missing a single flicker of her expression.
Yue Qing remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking up. "I raised my daughter for over twenty years, only for her to turn into a white-eyed wolf. She abandoned me, so I naturally had no reason to continue running the store."
"Plus, I've not been feeling well lately; I often have headaches, and the doctor advised me to exercise more." As she spoke, she rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a medical report. "This is my health check report from last year. I was diagnosed with early-stage diabetes. The doctor told me to exercise more, so delivering food seemed just right."
The female officer took the report and examined it closely for a long time before looking up and staring intently at Yue Qing. "Then why did you hide your daughter's trip to the Maldives?"
"Family shame should not be aired in public. Although she was driven away by me, I didn't want everyone to know that my daughter, whom I raised for over twenty years, left me."
"Then why did you deliver takeout to six Sanda Coaches?"
"What Sanda Coaches? I don't know."
"I've delivered takeout so many times that I can't remember those people."
"By the way, are those Sanda Coaches you mentioned the ones who were killed?"
"If that's the case, then I'm really unlucky."
"Oh, wait! I just remembered!"
"A few days ago, I did deliver takeout to a few people; they seemed to be Sanda Coaches from a gym."
"But I'm not sure. I deliver dozens or even hundreds of orders every day, so it's hard to keep track."
The female officer stared into Yue Qing's eyes, as if trying to discern whether what she said was true or false.
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