The woman hesitated, glanced at Wang He, then lowered her head and whispered, "It was me. I'm the one who reported the clothes that were bought before the New Year!"
Wang He held up the piece of clothing and looked at her. "I've already inspected this. It's perfectly fine, not damaged in the slightest. Why did you report that there was a problem with it?"
The woman looked up at Wang He. "Officer, these clothes are no good. They shrink. I only washed it twice, and this is what happened."
Wang He looked at her. "You didn't know wool sweaters shrink?"
The woman flinched. "I've never worn clothes this nice before. How was I supposed to know?"
'Huanhuan only wore it twice before I washed it with boiling water. How could I have known it would turn out like this?'
Wang He's voice grew stern. "Since the shrinking was caused by you washing it improperly, why would you report the shop owner for poor quality? That's a false accusation, and you can be punished for that. Do you understand?"
