"If you really are objective, then why won't you listen to my perspective?"
The young policeman took a deep breath. "Just because these review materials are from International Middle School doesn't mean he could've stolen it. There are other possibilities we can explore—"
"Other possibilities?"
Extreme distrust flashed across her face and she staggered back, sweeping her gaze over to the policemen.
"I originally thought that by calling you over, I'd be able to enforce justice. I didn't expect to receive such subjective treatment."
Yan Wei scowled. "Since that's the case, I'll simply report this matter to the principal and let him handle it."
She didn't really care what these people were thinking. Instead, she grabbed onto her phone and began to call her principal. If there was someone who'd be of more use to her, it was him.
These other bastards were useless. Before long, the call was connected.
"Hello, Principal, this is Yan Wei."
