"Police, we received a call from the public. Someone was deliberately stabbed in the scenic area," one of the police officers said as he took out his identification.
"Officer, over here." Ruan Chu walked in front of the police officer and pointed at Qi Xu, who was sitting on the chair. "This is the victim. The murder weapon is on the table."
Qi Xu, who had just bandaged his wound, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. He hadn't heard anyone call the police!
The police officers looked at each other. One went forward to collect the physical evidence and bring it back, while the other asked Qi Xu what had happened.
Qi Xu's mental fortitude and acting skills were not good to begin with. In the face of the righteous police officer, he instinctively cowered.
He lowered his head and looked at the wound. "I… I went over to get the candied hawthorn, but I felt a pain in my stomach… I subconsciously covered my stomach and grabbed this blade…"