10:00 a.m.
Xie Jing's home.
In the messy bedroom, Dong Xuebin's heart tightened as well. Listening to Xie Hao's furious curses and watching Xie Jing continue searching the room unwilling to give up, Dong Xuebin took a breath and hurriedly stopped them, telling them to protect the scene. Nothing they said would help now—they had to call the police as soon as possible. The moment Xie Jing heard that, she reached into her pocket for her phone. She was so agitated that it took two tries before her hand found the pocket. She called a friend she knew in the Criminal Investigation Team to report the case, and then the three of them went downstairs, leaving the scene untouched while they waited for the police.
Inside the Mercedes.
The atmosphere was terrible.
Xie Jing clutched her hair and lowered her face to her chest. "It's all my fault! Why did I borrow the Bodhisattva Statue for no reason? I..."
Dong Xuebin comforted her. "Don't panic yet. Once they collect the fingerprints, maybe they can still recover it."
"That's impossible!" Xie Jing saw the situation clearly. There was not a trace of color in her face. "The clothes thrown on the floor are covered in a layer of dust, which means it was stolen around half a month ago. It's too late no matter what we do now. Even if the thief hasn't run off, the Bodhisattva Statue must have already been sold. How are we supposed to get it back? I... I deserve this! How am I supposed to face Auntie? How can I..."
"Second Sister." Xie Hao gritted his teeth. "Auntie has such a good temper. She won't blame you."
Xie Jing covered her face. "That was something Grandpa gave Auntie. It isn't some ordinary antique. It means something