Father Xia's brows furrowed: "Put it down first if you can. Now is not the time to make Ling Ge or the sudden death case public."
The timing is so coincidental,
It's so clever that one can't help but wonder.
He walked all the way to the interrogation room where Xia Lingge was temporarily detained. When he opened the door, he saw Xia Lingge already sitting at the table, waiting for him quietly.
The others retreat.
Xia's father sat opposite Xia Lingge, took out a bottle of orange juice and pushed it in front of her: "I remember that you don't like to drink water very much, you only like to drink juice, right?"
Xia Lingge took it and opened it and took a sip: "The water is too weak and tasteless." She screwed the bottle cap back on, "What happened?"
"...Many reporters gathered outside the door." Xia's father never told Xia Lingge about work matters, just because his work was dangerous and bloody, and there were many dirty and dirty things that were not suitable to be put on the table. Conspiracy, he didn't want his daughter to be exposed to these, as long as Xia Lingge was sunny and happy, it was worth more than anything else.
But now, he's reevaluating his daughter.
"Is it because of the sudden death case, or is it because of me?" Xia Lingge still looked calm, and the earth-shaking outside seemed to her to be just a dispensable farce.
Xia's father continued: "All of them."
The interrogation room fell into a moment of calm.
Xia Lingge looked at the orange juice in his hand, then raised his head and asked: "Then what are your plans to hand me over?"
"Lingge..."
Xia's father was a little helpless. His emotionless voice was so dull that he couldn't tell what kind of state she was in. "I won't just conclude someone's coffin without evidence."
Xia Lingge said softly.
Father Xia continued: "Besides, don't you think things are a little weird?"
There had been no movement in the case for the past few months, but clues were inexplicably discovered yesterday, and then spread rapidly in less than twenty-four hours. The pressure of public opinion reached its peak in an instant, even though there were currently no clues. Any fool will know that someone did it intentionally, but the problem now is that there are many 'fools' out there who don't know the truth.
"really."
Xia Lingge answered his question simply, without the slightest hint of irritation or anxiety about becoming the protagonist of public opinion.
She was still staring at the orange juice she was holding, thinking about what kind of progress the people over there should make.
Looking at the girl who seemed to be bowing her head in thought, Xia's father could not tell him that the superiors had sent him an ultimatum, asking him to calm down the matter within a month, eliminate public opinion, and minimize the damage.
——To push his daughter out as a 'scapegoat'...
The silence in the interrogation room was like a knife hanging over the head, shaking unsteadily and not knowing when it would fall.
…
"You did very well."
The high-end style of the office is filled with the strong bitter taste of coffee. Qin Sheng rarely drinks these things. Only when he is extremely excited will he make a cup to suppress the uncontrollable joy and avoid irrational behavior.
He Zhinian lowered his head in silence, with a gloomy look on his face: "When will you let my parents go?"
"Zhinian, don't be so unfamiliar."
Qin Sheng picked up another cup of coffee on the table and put it in his palm: "I said, as long as you do good things for me, I will agree to any request. I always keep my word, so you don't have to worry about your parents."
He Zhinian sneered: "That's nice to say. If it weren't for you, my parents wouldn't have suffered like this."
