247 Heart Hurts Too Much to Even Breathe 11 (1/2)
Bai Duocai got to his feet, looking dishevelled and worn out.
Clapping his hands in disgruntlement, he conceded defeat, ”I've lost, I'll accept the forfeit.”
He then turned around and said to his men, ”Let's go.”
”Goodbye, Mr. Bai,” An Xiaoning added.
The crowd then gave her another round of applause. ”It's been hard on everyone, let's get back to work,” said An Xiaoning.
”Sis, Sis… are you busy?” asked Mei Yangyang, scurrying towards her.
”I'm in the midst of investigating and solving cases. I'll get going.”
”Alright, drive safe.”
An Xiaoning nodded and proceeded to drive away from the film set quickly.
She sped along the roads towards the police station.
She arrived to find that her colleagues had yet to return.
She decided to wait for them in the office.
When she passed by the main investigations office, she chanced upon the sight of a youth being forced inside a dark room by a bunch of officers. The youth appeared to be rather unusual.
She decided to inquire about the situation. ”What's the matter with the boy?”
”We're not sure, but we heard that he attacked a police officer.”
An Xiaoning did not probe further and instead headed back to her office to wait for Ma Jianguo and the rest to return.
She began scrolling through Weibo on her mobile phone and realized that the latest hot search was news about the police.
She read the content of the news, only to receive a great shock.
It was a complaint lodged by an acclaimed relative of the victim, claiming that her brother had been accused of stealing and was taken away forcefully by the police, despite refusing to admit to stealing.
An Xiaoning took a look at the attached photo and recognized the victim to be the youth she had seen earlier in the interrogations room.
She then registered a new anonymous account on Weibo and contacted the owner of the thread privately.
After obtaining the owner's mobile number, An Xiaoning proceeded to give her a call to ask if they could arrange to meet.
The owner agreed.
Arriving at the cafe opposite the police station, An Xiaoning caught sight of a woman looking to be in her twenties, who appeared rather anxious and teary-eyed.
”You're Police Officer An?”
”Yes,” An Xiaoning acknowledged with a nod.
”I know who you are, I've seen you on the news. Police Officer An, please help my brother, please. We may not be affluent, but we're not poor either. There's no way my brother would steal, he must've been framed,” the woman pleaded agitatedly as she grabbed An Xiaoning's hand anxiously.
”Don't worry, if he was really framed, I'll stand up for you. However, if the investigations prove otherwise, please clarify it on Weibo, alright?”
”Sure.”
”Do you know when your brother was born?”
Shaking her head, the woman answered, ”I only know his birth date though. I'm not sure of the exact timing he was born.”
”Go ask your parents. I have to know the exact timing he was born,” An Xiaoning urged. Although she did feel like she was being a little too nosy, she simply could not sit back and not lend a helping hand. If it was within her means to help, why not?