"We need you to come with us to the station to give a statement," the officer explained.
"Okay." Song Qingchun nodded again before adding, "Do you mind if I go get my bag and coat first?"
"Go ahead," the officer said as he pulled out a camera to start snapping pictures of the chaotic scene.
Song Qingchun had truly been spooked by that sharp knife. Even though the danger was over, the abject fear still lingered in her heart. It drained her greatly, and as she took a step toward the direction of her office, her legs gave, and she started to fall.
Su Zhinian, who stood beside Song Qingchun, quickly reached out to support her.
"Song Song, are you okay?" Qin Yinan, who was not far away, rushed over to ask with great concern.
