The officer's eyes sharpened.
"You better tell us where you took her right now," he said, his tone losing patience. "We already have evidence that you colluded with Mao Li, the president of Blue Entertainment, to abduct Hua Jing. We know about the meetings. We know about the coordination. What we don't know is where you left her."
Hua Ling's lips curled.
She leaned forward and spat directly onto the officer's face.
"I already told you," she hissed hatefully, "I don't know where she is. So why do you keep asking me? Stop asking me! Stop asking me!"
Her voice escalated into near hysteria as she jerked against the handcuffs again.
The officer slowly wiped the saliva from his cheek. For a brief moment, something like pity passed through his eyes—not for her, but for what was coming next.
He stood and stepped aside to make a call.
Miles away, in the suffocating darkness of Silian Forest, Fu Jing Rong's phone vibrated.
He answered immediately.
