In the end, Qin Jiqun was too much of a coward; he didn't have the guts to jump. When the police finally caught him, he glared furiously at his family. "You actually called the police?"
Old Mrs. Qin was completely stunned, weeping and at a loss for words. When trouble arose, all the old woman ever did was cry.
Fortunately, this saved the police a lot of trouble.
One of the police officers shook hands with Qin Jiao and the others. "We'll be heading out now. We'll contact you if anything comes up."
"If the investigation proves he's innocent, he'll be released, right?"
The officer immediately nodded. "Of course."
Qin Jiqun's gaze finally fell on Qin Jiao's face. He said furiously, "So it really was you who reported me. You'd turn your back on your own family, wouldn't you!"
"Then did you kill someone?"
"I..."
From his hesitant expression, Qin Jiao guessed that the real murderer must be someone else.
