Chapter 3

My straightforward confession left Zhong Minglang, the young police officer, somewhat stunned.

It also shocked my father, who cried out in disbelief, “Xia! How could you possibly have killed someone? Are you confused from sleep?”

“Think about your mother, she’s still waiting for you at home… Don’t do anything foolish!”

Even Zhong Minglang reminded me gravely, “Ji Xia, this is a serious matter. Think carefully before you answer.”

I didn’t look at my father’s weathered face or his disabled leg. My resolve was as firm as stone as I continued:

“I was the one who poisoned them.”

Zhong Minglang’s expression grew serious. He quickly walked to the door and began making a phone call, his voice lowered to a near whisper.

But from his demeanor, I guessed he was probably consulting his superiors.

My father was still speaking to me in a frantic, desperate tone, but I couldn’t make out his words clearly. I simply gripped his hand tightly and said, “Dad, trust me. I’ll handle this myself. From today on, just take care of Mom.”

My father wanted to say more, but Zhong Minglang had already come back in and said to me:

“I’m sorry, Ji Xia, but you need to come with me.”

The doctor, still adhering to the principle of saving lives, tried to persuade me to stay a few more days.

However, this case involved three lives and was of great importance; for the police, there was no time to lose.

My poisoning was mild, and after two days of treatment, I was already fine.

Zhong Minglang took me directly to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

I sat in the interrogation chair. He glanced at my pale face and even handed me a cup of hot tea.

This time, besides Zhong Minglang, I was also facing a stern-looking middle-aged male police officer.

Zhong Minglang called him “Captain Li.” I knew him.

Captain Li’s gaze was sharp, as if trying to see right through me. “Ji Xia, how did you administer the poison?”

I leaned back in the chair with a relaxed posture, full of disdain. “With my right hand.”