Gu Qili sat in the cold, oppressive interrogation room, with two police officers opposite her staring piercingly at her. The light in front of her was so bright that she dared not open her eyes.
"I’ve told everything I know; that’s how things happened." Regarding the incident that evening, she had already repeated her explanation countless times, but the police seemed not to believe her words.
"Miss Gu, is the person in these photos you?" One officer placed several photographs in front of her, featuring a girl with different men coming and going from hotels, dressed in revealing and audacious attire.
Gu Qili’s complexion turned pale, her breathing hurried, and after only one glance, she lacked the courage to look again. She turned her gaze away, biting her lip in silence.
She knew that some words should not be spoken lightly, as each word she uttered could have severe consequences.
"Please answer, is it you?"
Gu Qili remained silent, not saying a word.
The contempt was clear in the police officer’s eyes; to him, Gu Qili was the sort of girl who would sell herself for money. Despite her appearance of innocence and harmlessness, the photos were crystal clear, and the girl in them looked exactly like her.
"Miss Gu, there are witnesses that can attest you often engage in transactions with different men for money. So, did you get into an argument with Guan Zhe because you couldn’t agree on the price, and during the argument, you injured him and then left without a care?"
"No," corrected Gu Qili, "I’ve told you, he tried to molest me, and I was defending myself. How many times do I have to repeat myself?"
"At the time, there were no eyewitnesses; what Miss Gu says is just one-sided."
"Isn’t Guan Zhe’s statement also one-sided? Why do you always take his side?" Gu Qili’s emotions flared up. It was clear that the two officers were making things difficult for her, obviously fearful of the Guan Family’s influence or perhaps acting under their commission, determined to pin a crime on her. She was clearly a victim, yet now she was being taken to task.
Nevertheless, she believed that in Aus City, power must still abide by law; no one could get away with murder, and having money and influence was no exception.
Afterwards, no matter what the police asked, Gu Qili remained completely silent, resolute in not uttering another word.
Left with no other choice, the police decided to temporarily place her in a detention cell and continue the interrogation the next day.
The cramped detention cell contained only a simple single bed, surrounded by walls with no windows.
Gu Qili sat on the bed, staring blankly at the wall opposite her. At this moment, she felt an unexpected calmness, not out of a lack of fear, but she inexplicably felt there was no need to worry, as if no matter what difficulties she faced, there would always be someone towering above her like a deity, ready to resolve them for her.
Ever since she met Mu Shuoqian, she always had this feeling—possibly, it was just an illusion.
Finding a half piece of chalk in the corner, she began to write words on the wall out of boredom. She had an exam coming up soon, and she needed to make sure she passed it in one go, without slackening.
At the Guan Family, Guan Dalong was fuming with anger. Guan Zhe was still receiving treatment; the doctor said his chances of fathering children in the future were extremely low, and the wound on his forehead had required over ten stitches and would likely leave a scar.
Guan Dalong had hired a well-known lawyer, who was adept at handling injury cases, and had also reached out to the police station in advance. He believed that dealing with a weak and incompetent girl in such an overqualified manner might be overkill, but it wouldn’t satisfy his fury unless he had her sentenced to at least a decade in prison. The Guan Family only had Guan Zhe as their sole heir, and now he was nearly ruined. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel·fire.net