Without concrete evidence, even the police cannot arbitrarily search people.
Zhao Yuncheng first led his men to search along the gravel road, and then checked the surveillance footage.
As you can see, Mrs. Zheng's bag was indeed open after she got out of the car. Qiao Xia stood behind them for less than a minute before quickly passing by them.
However, because the surveillance footage was too blurry and Mrs. Zheng and her husband completely blocked Qiao Xia's view, Qiao Xia's suspicion could not be completely ruled out.
Mrs. Zheng said confidently, "What did I tell you? It was the nanny's daughter who stole my things. The surveillance footage is right here, what else do you have to say? Right now, I'll chop off those unruly hands of yours!"
Qiao Xia flung her hand away and laughed angrily, "If your brain isn't fully developed, go back to being reborn. Which eye of yours saw me stealing your things from the surveillance footage?"
As she spoke, Qiao Xia picked up the bag from the bed and dumped all its contents onto the bed. "Weren't we going to search you? Look for yourself, is anything of yours here?"
Mrs. Zheng actually went over and searched through all of Qiao Xia's belongings one by one. When she touched the Porsche key, her eyes flickered.
Qiao Xia crossed her arms. "Finished reading? Did you?"
Mrs. Zheng calmly tidied her hair. "You were saying you wouldn't let me search you earlier, but now you're emptying your bag. You must have already moved my things."
Mrs. Zheng finished her conclusion and turned to Zhao Yuncheng, saying, "Officer, I spent 200,000 yuan on the Pixiu I bought."
"Whoa~"
The onlookers all gasped in shock. Most of them were only related to Lou Yuanyuan and her husband, and their families weren't actually wealthy.
In a small county like theirs, 200,000 yuan would be enough for a house for the richest man, but Mrs. Zheng only gave it to her child as a full-month celebration gift.
The crowd looked at Lou Yuanyuan and her husband with increasing envy. They had indeed become rich; their friends were giving away 200,000 yuan at a time.
But Lou Yuanyuan couldn't smile at this moment. She and Mrs. Zheng were just nodding acquaintances. She had only invited her here to make friends.
But she called the police and kept stirring up trouble, which really offended her. Lou Yuanyuan tried to find a way to make amends while silently adding Mrs. Zheng to her blacklist.
"You must arrest her quickly, we can't let her get away..." Mrs. Zheng kept arguing and making unreasonable demands.
"Okay," Zhao Yuncheng replied gently, his smile making Mrs. Zheng blush with embarrassment.
But Zhao Yuncheng's next words made Mrs. Zheng's smile vanish: "According to the law, theft of such a large sum of money will be punished with more than ten years in prison. Do you have any receipts to prove the value of the lost items?"
Mrs. Zheng's eyes flickered, and she waved her hand, saying, "Forget it, forget it. I think this young girl is just young and probably made a mistake on a whim. As long as she apologizes to me properly and tries to make up for my loss, I won't hold it against her."
"Oh?" Qiao Xia said with a half-smile, "Then how do you think I, a poor wretch and the nanny's daughter, should make up for your losses?"
Mrs. Zheng said with a clear purpose: "I see that your car is still worth some money. I'll take a loss and trade it to you for the car, then I won't let the police arrest you."
"So kind," Qiao Xia sincerely praised, and Mrs. Zheng immediately raised her head haughtily.
"But that won't work, because my car costs 20 million."
Mrs. Zheng rolled her eyes. "Are you kidding me? Do you think I've never seen a Porsche before? This car is worth at most a million or two, how could it be so expensive?"
Seeing the strange looks from everyone, Mrs. Zheng suddenly realized what was happening and covered her mouth. Then she tried to make amends, saying, "I didn't mean to take advantage of her. Cars are not like jade; they don't hold their value. They depreciate as soon as they hit the road. Who knows how many years she's driven her car?"
After thinking about it, everyone reluctantly accepted her explanation.
Duan Yang, who had been busy in the kitchen, finally returned. Seeing that Mrs. Zheng had swayed the situation, he immediately explained, "The Porsche that Miss Qiao has is a limited edition, and the price is indeed 20 million."
Mrs. Zheng feigned fear and leaned into Zhao Yuncheng's arms. "Officer, did you hear that? This is a repeat offender. Who would let their mother work as a nanny if they could afford a 20 million sports car?"
Zhao Yuncheng dodged, and Mrs. Zheng stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Zhao Yuncheng calmly explained, "I can vouch for Miss Qiao's car; the purchase was entirely legal. Regarding this theft case, Ms. Zheng, could you provide the receipts?"
Mrs. Zheng's eyes flashed even more intensely, and she waved her hand impatiently, "I guess I forgot to check the almanac before I went out. I'm not going to argue with her."
"I'm afraid that won't work." Qiao Xia wasn't about to let her off the hook. "Officer Zhao, this lady just kept accusing me of stealing. If it's proven that I didn't steal her things, wouldn't that be considered defamation?"
Zhao Yuncheng nodded seriously, "Of course, Miss Qiao, you can reserve the right to file a lawsuit regarding this matter. The entire process was recorded by the body camera, and I can testify for you."
Qiao Xia nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Mrs. Zheng and smiled, "Just a friendly reminder, for a large transaction like 200,000, even if the receipts are lost, the transfer records and bank statements can still serve as evidence."
"Officer Zhao, if the complainant's account is seriously inconsistent with the actual situation, wouldn't that be considered a waste of police resources and obstruction of official duties?" Qiao Xia asked, feigning innocence.
Zhao Yuncheng cooperated, saying, "Of course, if there is indeed a false police report, we can detain the person involved depending on the severity of the circumstances."
"That serious?" Qiao Xia exaggeratedly covered her mouth. "Does Mrs. Zheng remember which mall you bought it at? Even if you can't get your bank statement, I'm sure the mall will have a record of it."
"I...I..." Mrs. Zheng's eyes flickered. "I misspoke. That Pixiu wasn't worth 200,000."
Mrs. Zheng's face turned bright red, and she dared not look at the others.
Zhao Yuncheng pressed on seriously, "How much money is that?"
"Two...twenty."
Mrs. Zheng's voice was barely audible, but it was still clearly audible in the quiet environment, and the faces of the onlookers were filled with shock.
Just then, a driver dressed in a suit and tie ran in from outside.
Completely oblivious to the strange atmosphere around him, he glanced at the crowd and then precisely handed a box with a certain brand logo to Mrs. Zheng. "This is what you left in the car. I'm sorry, I only realized it after picking up two more passengers. I hope it didn't delay your business?"
The crowd's gazes grew increasingly disdainful. They hadn't forgotten how she had ridiculed Qiao Xia for taking a taxi when they watched the surveillance footage; apparently, she herself had also rented a car.
Thinking about it again, the fact that she used a 20-yuan Pixiu as a branded gift to give as a favor, and then tried to extort a young girl for a car, makes me think that this person is morally depraved.
Needless to say, Lou Yuanyuan and the other woman looked very unhappy. They had only wanted to celebrate their child's one-month birthday with their friends, and when they invited people over, they had repeatedly told them not to bring gifts.
Mrs. Zheng, however, insisted on making this scene; it was like a toad crawling on your foot—it doesn't bite, but it's incredibly annoying.
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