"You... you..." Jiang Dechun trembled all over with anger, "Are you bullying the common people? Is there no law anymore?"
The intern was taken aback, not expecting this seemingly honest man to be so adept at twisting the truth.
"Enough!" Feng Ji pushed people aside and stood up, saying to Jiang Dechun: "Are you Jiang Dechun? I’m Feng Ji, the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Imperial City Police Departnt. The case of Jiang Zhuanzhuan suspected of murder and forging evidence is under my full responsibility."
Jiang Dechun shivered and almost couldn’t stand steady on his feet. He barely managed to speak by holding onto a desk nearby, "You said my daughter murdered soone? Say it again. Why would she do that?"
"Suspected of murder!" Feng Ji repeated patiently.
"How is that possible? She’s not even of age, usually timid, and a smart and well-behaved girl, how could she possibly kill anyone?" Jiang Dechun roared hysterically, "You are just framing an innocent person! Who told you this? Tell ; I’m going to find them."
Feng Ji raised his eyebrows in slight surprise, but as a capable and impartial policeman, even if he had a good relationship with Huo Beijiang and a certain connection with Nan Fei, he would say what needs to be said and not a word more.
Facing Jiang Dechun’s interrogation, he just said expressionlessly, "Sorry, we cannot disclose specific case details to the public at the mont. Please cooperate with us."
"You..." Just as Jiang Dechun was about to press further, his peripheral vision caught sight of Nan Fei entering, and he halted his words midway, instead directing an angry gaze at Nan Fei and quickly approached her.
As soon as Nan Fei saw her father charging towards her, she imdiately tried to step back, but Chang Bin, who was also coming in behind her, hurriedly blocked the door, leaving her with no place to retreat.
Chang Bin was happily saying, "Boss, Nan Fei has already been brought in. I guess you definitely want her to cooperate with the interrogation first, so the person..."
"Slap!" Before Chang Bin could finish, a loud slap sounded, as if soone had grabbed his throat, cutting off his words. He opened the other door that had been closed, and went in past Nan Fei, only to see Nan Fei, who had co in before him, holding her right cheek.
The area where the fingers could not grip had turned a big red patch, and it was likely to swell up later.
The interrogation hall fell dead silent.
Chang Bin asked blankly, "What... What happened?"
Feng Ji glared fiercely at Chang Bin, that idiot should have at least asked. How could he let Nan Fei et Jiang Dechun at this ti?
Chang Bin shrank his neck under the glare, pretending he didn’t exist.
Feng Ji stepped forward to take Jiang Dechun away, but was stopped by a gesture from Nan Fei. She had already been hit, so might as well clear the air today! To save the trouble of facing this again, as there might be more hitting to co.
Feng Ji eventually gave in to this request, crossed his arms, and stood aside without moving. However, he was ready at any mont to stop Jiang Dechun in case he tried to strike again, sure to be swiftly subdued.
"Ha!" Nan Fei sneered, holding her burning cheek, and said to Jiang Dechun, word by word: "This is the third ti. The THIRD ti! There won’t be a fourth; I won’t back down anymore."
She had repaid the grace of being brought up, and had done her utmost. How much endurance does one have in life? How much affection can one spend?
Affection is also a consumable—repeated injuries deplete it no matter how abundant it may be.
However, Jiang Dechun couldn’t perceive the deep pain in her words. His mind and eyes were only filled with Zhuanzhuan at the mont. The thought of Zhuanzhuan being arrested and accused of murder nearly drove him insane. First, because of his deep love for his daughter, and second, because the Jiang Family could not afford to lose this face.
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