"That's impossible!"
Why is this happening? What went wrong?
Jiang Mingxin was horrified.
Her first reaction was that the video was fake, but in the late 1980s when recording technology was backward, and Zhou Kui's surveillance equipment was all imported from abroad, who could forge such a video in such a short time?
No one can do it!
"Jiang Mingxin, the evidence is conclusive, are you still trying to quibble?" The female police officer raised the corner of her mouth and looked at her with contempt in her eyes.
The femme fatale is beautiful, but her whole body is covered with poison.
How could such a dangerous person be qualified to be Captain Xing's target?
Jiang Mingxin lowered his head and fell into a long silence.
Her mind was extremely confused. She frantically recalled the details, trying to prove that she had not done it. However, the facts were right in front of her, and no matter how much she tried to defend herself, it was futile.
But she really didn't remember that she had hurt Zhou Jing again. Could it be that there were some factors beyond human control that caused her to suddenly go crazy and delete part of her memory?
Or is there a bug in this world?
Jiang Mingxin held his head, feeling as if a boning steel knife was hanging above his head.
Just one step away from being torn apart by flesh and blood, and bleeding on the spot.
"I, I really don't remember doing it... It's so weird, this whole thing is so weird!"
The female police officer snorted disdainfully, "Stop pretending. You're like the White Bone Demon encountering the Monkey King. Your true colors are revealed. Tell me, what were you thinking at that moment?"
Jiang Mingxin took advantage of Captain Xing's sympathy and clever disguise to win the opportunity to carry out the mission with him.
Isn't he still the ultimate goal?
Ever since Jiang Dawei and Yan Laoer were sent to prison, Jiang Mingxin hasn't been looked at with such contempt for a long time.
She couldn't help but scoff. "What are you confessing? Tell me that I really have violent tendencies, that there's a demon lurking inside me ready to kill? Or that I risked my life to carry out a mission just to hook up with Xing Haodong?"
The female police officer's expression suddenly turned fierce: "I want you to tell the truth!"
"Even I don't understand what happened. How can I explain it?"
Jiang Mingxin's eyes became wandering, her pupils suddenly lost focus, and she began to have tinnitus in her ears. Her head felt like it was being hit by a heavy object, causing her excruciating pain.
Then he heard the female officer scream, "Don't move! What do you want to do?"
What can she do?
She looked down at her hands and realized that she had left her seat and assumed an attacking posture without knowing when.
"Brother Zhao, you're right. There might really be something wrong with her brain. Has the psychiatrist arrived? Tie her up quickly and let the doctor examine her thoroughly later."
What do you mean? Suspect she's mentally ill?
Jiang Mingxin laughed with his face tilted back, his eyes instantly turning red.
She refused to be examined and was extremely uncooperative until Jiang Bin came in and took him to answer a phone call.
"Mingxin, believe me, the doctor just wants to give you a simple checkup and will never hurt you. And I have good news to tell you, Zhou Jing has woken up, I promise he'll be fine!"
Xing Haodong's voice was very hoarse, and he repeatedly persuaded her to accept the examination quietly and not resist.
He also emphasized in his words that his colleagues had no ill will towards her and asked her not to think too much about it.
Jiang Mingxin gave a wry smile: "You also saw the video?"
"Not yet, but I just heard from Jiang Bin."
“…Okay, let’s do it.”
They even alarmed Xing Haodong. What's the difference between this and cutting her heart out with a knife? She had to agree even if she didn't want to.
She wanted to see what the psychiatrist could find out.
Two hours later, her mental evaluation report came out, with a few big words written on it: bipolar disorder, suspected schizophrenia.
"Quack! How could I possibly have bipolar disorder? Where did you invite this quack from?"
Jiang Mingxin couldn't bear it any longer and threw the transcript handed to him by the female police officer to the ground.
"You've used every possible means to provoke me. How could I not be furious? This appraisal report is pure nonsense!"
However, no one took her complaint seriously.
Most of the police officers present believed the report.
Even though mental evaluation reports have not yet been included in judicial procedures in this era, it is good news for them. It can be used to classify the matter and give an explanation to their superiors.
"So you're mentally ill, so it's no surprise you did that to Zhou Jing."
She didn't know who said this in her ear and held her hand to press the fingerprint. Jiang Mingxin's mind was completely confused.
She couldn't figure out what had gone wrong.
"No, no, no... I don't admit it. I'm not mentally ill!"
"It's no use denying it. The truth is set in stone. Considering your meritorious service and Zhou Jing's long history of evil deeds, I won't punish you. But what are you going to do next? How about I arrange for you to be sent to a mental hospital for treatment?"
Jiang Mingxin felt greatly insulted.
But she did not explode or get angry. When things developed to this point, she became strangely calm and glanced at everyone indifferently.
You think you can defeat her with just a report?
How is that possible?
On the contrary, she can use this report to do things that she couldn't do before.
Jiang Ming laughed ecstatically twice, "If that's the case, then if I stab you now, I won't have to bear any legal responsibility?"
The female police officer she was staring at was suddenly horrified.
"You, don't come over here! If you dare to attack the police, I can shoot you dead!"
Hearing this, Jiang Mingxin was not afraid at all, but laughed wildly instead.
She took out the nail from her pocket and played with it by hooking it between her fingers.
"If I were really crazy, I would have ridiculed you long ago. Don't think I can't see that you have a crush on Xing Haodong and are jealous of me, right? What a pity! Even if I were crazy, he would only love me in this life."
She raised the corners of her lips, and her bright smile was like a poppy, full of danger and temptation.
"Where's the bonus I earned for completing the mission? Don't tell me that it's gone because I almost killed Zhou Jing?"
Jiang Mingxin sneered, "I was the one who discovered the gold bars at the underground auction. Is there anyone else who wants to take credit for this?"
"Would we owe you such a small amount of money? Here we go!" The female police officer winked at her colleague behind her, and soon someone came over with an envelope.
"Here are five hundred dollars. How about that? You've never seen so much money before."
Jiang Mingxin roughly counted them and put them in his pocket with a hint of disgust. "The Municipal Bureau is so stingy."
"What are you mumbling about? Why don't you leave? Do you want to stay and eat jail food?" the female police officer urged unhappily.
She lowered her head and chuckled softly, then leaned close to her ear, her voice as cold as ice: "Xing Haodong... is mine... No one can take him away from me."
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