"My poor son... you can't have died for nothing!" The anguished cry of a woman caught Su Qing's attention.
Over at the police station's reception desk, a middle-aged woman had collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. She could barely hold herself up, leaning against another woman's embrace as she wailed, "My poor boy... my son, I worked so hard to raise you... How could you be so cruel and leave your mother? Oh, my child, this pain is going to kill me!"
"Sister-in-law, the police will get justice for Xiao Wei," the woman holding her said, her own face streaked with tears as she tried to offer comfort.
"That's right, ma'am. Please, try to calm down. This just happened, and we will definitely get to the bottom of it. If your son was indeed murdered, we will do everything in our power to find the culprit," a nearby officer added, trying to console her.
