"Qiu Ya-jie, thank goodness you're all right! You scared me to death!" Qin Chuxia finally squeezed through and clung to Song Qiuya's arm, tears brimming in her reddened eyes.
The genuine worry on Qin Chuxia's face warmed Song Qiuya's heart. She patted her shoulder to reassure her that she was fine.
Chen Lin ignored the complicated looks around him. He turned to Xia Xuejun and said in a tone that brooked no argument, "Chief Xia, there's nothing left for us to do here. I'm taking Qiu Ya home!"
Xia Xuejun froze at his words and instinctively tried to stop him. "Mr. Chen, under standard procedure, Miss Song is the sole survivor and eyewitness in this case. She needs to come back with us to give a detailed statement..."
Before he could finish, however, he met Chen Lin's icy gaze.
What kind of eyes were those!
Deep, indifferent, and utterly devoid of human emotion, they were like ice that had lain for ten thousand years beneath the Nine Hells. A single glance made Xia Xuejun feel as though his very soul was freezing.
At that instant, Vice Governor Qi's instructions over the phone-almost a roar, tinged with fear-thundered through his mind again.
"Save Song Qiuya at any cost!"
"If Chen Lin does anything extreme, ignore all of it!"
Xia Xuejun understood at once. The young man before him was not someone he, or even Vice Governor Qi, could restrain with "procedures" and "rules"!
He made a snap decision and immediately put on an expression of utmost concern. "Of course! Of course! Miss Song has just been through such a terrible ordeal. She should get some rest! There's no rush for the statement. We'll send someone over another day!"
With that, he immediately turned and roared at his subordinates, **"What are you