"Hello, is this He He? This is Zhou from the South District Precinct in Hancheng." The voice on the other end paused. "About the incident you reported today... we've looked into it, and things aren't quite what you thought. Could you come down to the station now?"
He He shot upright, forgetting all about her apple. Not what she thought? What did that mean? Could Fang Jing really be a repeat offender, and had he just been putting on an act all day? The more she thought about it, the more excited she got. She slipped on her slippers and rushed for the door, then doubled back to stuff the sunflower seeds in her pocket.
How could you watch the drama without bringing sunflower seeds?
