chapter 5
At around nine thirty in the evening, we went to the police station to file a report. The officer assigned to handle our case was a young man named Officer Liu. After listening to our account, he looked serious and immediately took our statements, registering our ID cards and contact information.
After we signed the paperwork, Officer Liu gave us his phone number and told us to leave the station, saying he would contact us if there were any updates.
Just like that, the two of us went our separate ways.
At that moment, I had no idea how things would unfold.
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The next morning, a little after ten o’clock, my friend called me and said that the victim from back then wanted to meet us.
When I heard this, my mind was in chaos.
What do you mean the victim wants to meet us?
She’s not dead?
My friend said it was hard to explain over the phone and just gave me an address, telling me to be there before noon, then hung up.
I stared at my phone, feeling like my brain couldn’t process what was happening.
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