Jia leaned forward, her expression tightening with tension.
"Please cooperate with us, Yong. We need information about this cult. You saw it with your own eyes, right? The people following the cult have been brainwashed! We cannot let more people fall into such trap and follow a heinous man who wants to..." she gritted her teeth thinking about Ehuang.
Yong’s gaze crackled with fury. "And? You want to share information and then what? First handle your damn ss!"
Jia’s eyes widened. "What do you an?"
"What would you do even if you learn anything? As I said, She is connected to so powerful family and once you dig into this, you will find yourself in a whole web of ss that goes all up till the top of the chain. So pressure from that family and you will drop the case in no ti. That’s all you know to do," she balled her fists. "You have already disappointed us countless tis."
Jia rose on her feet and said determinedly, "I won’t give up on the case."
She snorted. "Do you think your opinion matters? It’s the higher ups you should be worried about. They keep the leash on you all. If sothing happens that ruffles the feathers at the top, then one word from them and they rush up and close the case. They won’t allow you to investigate it anymore and if you still remain stubborn then...well you can say goodbye to your career."
Yong took a few steps forward, each of them carrying a silent weight. She stood face-to-face, her eyes narrowing at Jia.
"Tell , Inspector Song. How easy was it for you to get the permission to co to Huayuan?"
Jia slightly squinted her eyes. "It was only because I didn’t have evidence against you to-"
She chuckled. "Those are just excuses. I bet they must be relieved to not have any evidence against ."
"But I did get the witness."
"And they agreed so you are all fairy people?" She sneered. "Of course they agreed because they cannot look suspicious. Or maybe they are even testing the waters. They will first let you do all the donkey work and get to know just how much this woman nad Yong knows. If it’s nothing substantial, then they might leave you but..."
She stretched her arms lazily. "If I know sothing damning, then your superiors won’t be able to sit still. It’s a real test then just how much freedom will they give you to still continue to investigate the case."
Jia urgently said, "I know Supervisor Tang. He would never let go of a case-"
"And his superior? Your superior’s superior?" She raised a brow. "How do they fare on this justice scale?"
Yong chuckled. "We have been betrayed too many tis by the law now, Inspector Song, that we understand very well how you work. They will squeeze every last bit of evidence you could find. So for that yes, they will allow you to work. And when your job is done, they will twist that sa evidence to shield the powerful families or maybe...even make the evidence disappear? Who knows if I am their kidnapping target next?"
"We have witness protection programs that will-"
"You expect them to really protect ? Wouldn’t it be a cherry on the cake? landing right into their arms so that they can conveniently ’deal’ with ."
Jia clenched her jaw. "Why are you so sure that sothing like this will happen to you? A pessimistic view about law and the police will-"
"Will what?" She coldly said, "Cripple your investigation? So be it. Do you know why I am so sure?"
Yong’s face peered closer to Jia until a sense of suffocation arose.
"Because that boutique owner who so lovingly helped you with this dress was also in the witness protection program after Mr. Lingyun was arrested and taken away."
She blinked twice.
"He had given her sothing important evidence related to Aunt Nuwa’s disappearance and she was ready to fight the system with that information because she knew that he was unfairly arrested. She forced herself to get into the witness protection program because she assud it was the only way to protect herself from Long Sicong. But what happened? She was harassed and tortured by you cops."
Jia froze.
"The evidence was forcibly taken away from her and they threatened her to never interfere in this ss or they would take her son away from her."
Jia stared at her blankly. She faintly rembered Si Yu ntioning her son.
’Hehe today is the festival so he won’t scold much for drinking~’
Yong smiled sardonically. "Her son from that good cop - the cop who was betrayed by his own law enforcent. They first took him away and then threatened to take her son away too. Uncle Lingyun said to never let them touch their son. She cried a lot. And she agreed. She couldn’t lose both her lover and her son."
Bojing trembled, his expression turning pale. He couldn’t even begin to imagine Si Yu’s pain and anger. The harassnt, the separation from her lover, the threat to her son’s well-being - it was only a tragedy from the beginning to the end.
Yong said, "So forgive if I am skeptical of relying on you. Each one of you..." she gazed at Ruolan, her lips quivering. "Each one of you has trampled and belittled us. Each one of you treated the sisters like trash, calling them loose and undignified won. Loose won didn’t have any right to demand justice."
Her cold gaze landed on Jia again. "So get out of here. I have nothing more to say to you, nor do I need your help with She or sis Yuming. We will take care of that on our own. We will not let history repeat this ti."
Yong didn’t continue the conversation anymore and showed Jia the way out. They stood at the balcony, the festivities below visible from there.
Suddenly, Jia recognized a familiar figure at the plaze and dashed out without a word.
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