Qiao Jing responded with a faint "Mm," watching the silhouette at the door leave.
A trace of confusion crossed the depths of her eyes. Why was Zhan Qipei so amenable today?
But it was better that he had gone, or else she would have felt uneasy showering with someone standing guard outside.
Qiao Jing didn’t head to the research institute as usual but went straight to the police station instead.
Zhan Qipei’s brow, dense as mountain mists, furrowed deeply, his dark eyes filled with worry.
He truly didn’t trust Qiao Jing to handle these matters alone, even though he knew his wife was capable of handling them herself.
However, Qiao Jing was injured now, and if she went to deal with various affairs at the police station, he worried it would be too much for her.
Qiao Jing slightly furrowed her eyebrows and glanced sideways at the man.
"No need, I can handle it myself. Don’t you trust me?"
The information she had her subordinates investigate yesterday had already come out. Now she only needed to provide the evidence to the police.
The evidence in her possession could ensure that Green Hair and his ilk would never be able to walk free again, and it could even get them the death penalty.
After all, what Green Hair and the others had done seriously violated the law.
Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips, looking at Qiao Jing with eyes filled with concern.
"I trust you, of course, I trust you. But won’t making a statement be problematic? I can handle it for you; you should go home and rest."
He had intended to have Qiao Jing stay home and recover these few days. If not for the need to give a statement, he wouldn’t have let her out.
Qiao Jing, somewhat speechless, twitched the corners of her mouth and looked down at her wound.
"It’s just a statement, it will be over quickly. You should go to the office. Besides, making a statement requires the presence of the parties involved. You’re not me; how can you make the statement for me?"
This injury won’t affect her daily life, and she could still go to work as usual, let alone do something as simple as giving a statement.
Moreover, the medicine she applied yesterday was concocted by herself, and the wound had already started healing. It wouldn’t take many days before it would scab over, nothing like what Zhan Qipei was making it out to be.
Zhan Qipei frowned tightly, still unwilling to leave until a ring of a phone broke the silence.
Qiao Jing’s delicate eyebrows lifted slightly as she reached out to push Zhan Qipei into the car.
She knew who would be calling at this time. It was none other than Tang Yan rushing Zhan Qipei to work.
Because they had already left the house pretty late this morning, and by now, it was time for Zhan Qipei to start work.
Zhan Qipei, seeing Qiao Jing reaching out to push him, quickly dodged her hand, his expression fraught with worry:
"I can get in the car myself. Be careful with your wound; don’t strain yourself. What if the wound reopens?"
Qiao Jing nodded in approval, seeing how self-aware Zhan Qipei was.
"The wound will heal in a few days; no need to worry so much."
Just as she was about to help Zhan Qipei close the car door, he swiftly pulled it shut before her with a loud "Bang!"
Qiao Jing promptly released the car handle; otherwise, given the speed and force with which Zhan Qipei had closed the door, she might have been pulled along a few steps forwards.
This darn man seemed really afraid she would help him close the car door...
Zhan Qipei didn’t leave immediately, hanging up on Tang Yan’s call, his gaze intently following Qiao Jing.
"You go inside first; I’ll watch you enter."
Qiao Jing rolled her eyes, exasperated. Was Zhan Qipei treating her like a child now?
Watching her enter the police station to give her statement was the only way he’d feel at ease?
Without further attention to Zhan Qipei, she walked briskly into the police station.
Only after watching Qiao Jing enter the police station did Zhan Qipei drive away.
Inside the police station.
Qiao Jing glanced at the police officers coming and going around her, who seemed to be busy with something.
One of the officers managing the case from yesterday spotted Qiao Jing and immediately walked over.
"Miss Qiao, if you need to provide a statement now, you’ll have to wait a bit because our leader has unexpectedly arrived. I’m very sorry, we need to attend to the leader first and the other officers are out on duty, so we’re short-staffed at the moment."
"May I meet your leader? I have very important evidence related to yesterday’s case."
Qiao Jing knew who this leader was; Captain Zhao had made a special trip back to the capital from out of town just for the case related to her from yesterday.
The officer frowned and shook his head:
"Sorry, Miss Qiao, it’s not very convenient for our leader to meet with you right now as he has other important matters to attend to. And if you wish to meet with the leader to discuss this, I don’t know how long you would have to wait."
Qiao Jing responded with a faint "hmm" and glanced in the direction of the conference room.
"I know, Captain Zhao came back for my case from yesterday, which is why I insist on meeting him directly."
The officer was stunned for a moment and stared at Qiao Jing for quite some time.
"You’re not joking with me, are you?"
Although he had received a message from Captain Zhao yesterday stating that today he would be meeting a very important person, this woman in front of him didn’t seem like someone who would require a personal reception by Captain Zhao.
Before Qiao Jing could respond, the officer’s cell phone suddenly rang.
"Hello, Captain Zhao! What can I do for you?"
The deep voice of Captain Zhao came through.
"Has Miss Qiao arrived?"
The officer looked towards Qiao Jing and replied immediately:
"She has, but we’re short on manpower since some colleagues went out to work and others are with you. We can’t spare anyone to take Miss Qiao’s statement at the moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud "bang!" from the other end of the line, as if someone had slapped their hand down on a desk.
Then came Captain Zhao’s voice, filled with anger.
"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!!"
The officer was startled and asked in confusion.
"Captain Zhao? What’s wrong?"
After dropping a brief sentence, Captain Zhao hung up the phone.
"You are all muddled! I’m coming out to personally receive Miss Qiao right now!!"
When the officer heard the busy tone on the phone, he stood there flabbergasted.
He dumbly stared at his cell phone, then at Qiao Jing, who was sitting nearby.
It was the first time he had ever seen Captain Zhao so agitated and even lose his temper like that.
And he even said he’d come out to personally meet Miss Qiao?
Could it be that Miss Qiao is the important person Captain Zhao had referred to?
While he was pondering this, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind.
Turning around, the officer saw Captain Zhao rushing out of the conference room and heading straight towards Qiao Jing.
Immediately after, he witnessed—
—Captain Zhao was exceptionally courteous towards Miss Qiao, and his usually stern face actually had a smile on it?!!
Was he seeing things?!
Was Captain Zhao, the Chief of the Capital’s Bureau, really being so gracious towards a woman?
He could now be certain that Miss Qiao was the important person Captain Zhao had been talking about.