"Please don't make things so absolute." The policewoman took out a notebook and said, "According to the information we have, your white van drove out of the old town at nine last night and left the old town at four in the morning. Can you explain this coincidental timing?"
"Say, Officer, what's your name?" Mirai glanced at the policewoman without directly answering her question.
"My surname is Tang."
"Officer Sweet, this is..."
"My name is Tang! No, dear! Please mind your pronunciation!" Officer Tang corrected him.
Fine, Officer Tang, if you can solve all your problems with surveillance footage. Mirai said in a low voice, "Then bring out the video evidence and say this has something to do with me. How about I confess?"
Did he know there had been no surveillance coverage during that time? Officer Tang eyed Mirai suspiciously, her gaze fixed on him.
"Please stay away from me. I'm afraid of both women and men." Mirai took a step back.
In truth, Officer Tang was not some masculine woman, but a beautiful one. Her features were exquisite, her figure shapely, clearly the result of regular exercise. Combined with the distinctive sense of distance that came with her profession, she was like an icy rose—visible from afar, but not to be mocked.
Unfortunately, this dangerous police flower was a police officer. She always gave people the feeling of being rejected.
"You..." Tang Jinghua was clearly angered by Mirai's sarcasm. "If you attack me personally again, the consequences will be very serious. I guarantee it."
Mirai looked at Tang Jinghua with a "frightened" expression. "Can I... take that as a threat?"
"Call it whatever you like. You have every right to call the police and say I threatened you, but before that, you need to explain what happened to