Chapter 35: My dear sister! How did you fall again?

"Because your righteous aura is too overwhelming, it causes her too much harm," Bai Qianzhou said, slowly sipping her strawberry milk.

"Then would it be alright if we watched from outside?" Bai Jingcheng hesitated for a moment. He didn't mind her going in alone, but he insisted on keeping her within their sight.

"No problem." Bai Qianzhou slurped down the rest of her strawberry milk, stood up, and dashed out.

"Where... did she go?" Bai Jingcheng watched her retreating figure, puzzled.

"Who knows? Look, she's back." Pei Yanlin gestured with his chin toward Bai Qianzhou, who had just hurried back in as impulsively as she had left.

"Sister—" Bai Jingcheng started to call out, wanting to ask where she had been.

*Thud.*

Without any warning, Bai Qianzhou tripped and fell flat on her face.

"Good grief, my sister! Why did you trip again?" Pei Yanlin roared as he rushed over. Bai Jingcheng also sprinted toward her, both men checking frantically to see if she was hurt.

That fall had been quite a heavy one.

Yet, aside from a slight redness on her knees, she was completely unscathed.

"It's fine, it's fine. I'm used to tripping; especially someone like me who falls at least a few times a day," Bai Qianzhou said, brushing the dust off her clothes with an indifferent smile.

"Let's go. Time to see the suspect." Seeing that she was truly unhurt, Bai Jingcheng led them to the interrogation room.

When they reached the door, Bai Jingcheng stopped, still feeling uneasy.

"Zhouzhou, are you sure you're okay with this?" Bai Jingcheng asked, looking down at her.

"Mhm, don't worry. He won't hurt me. If worse comes to worst..." I'll just beat him until he behaves.

Of course, Bai Qianzhou didn't dare say the last part out loud; if she had, Bai Jingcheng might not have let her go in at all.

Bai Jingcheng sighed, asked his colleagues to vacate the interrogation room, and watched as Bai Qianzhou entered alone while he led the others into the adjacent observation room.

"What? Has the police station run out of people? Did they really send a little girl like you in here?" Seeing Bai Qianzhou, Song Zhao lifted his chin slightly, a cold sneer playing on his lips, though his eyes remained devoid of any real chill.

"You carry great merit, which shows you have often performed good deeds. You are a good man. Since you could have avoided the path of slaughter, why were you unable to control yourself?" Bai Qianzhou asked softly after sitting down.

He glanced at her, then turned his head away and closed his eyes, refusing to speak.

In any case, the fact that he had killed remained. Whether he confessed or not made little difference. There were some things he couldn't let anyone know, and so it would remain.

"Do you want to see her? Your daughter?" Bai Qianzhou wasn't annoyed; she simply added that one sentence.

Song Zhao's hands trembled slightly, clenching into fists until his knuckles turned white. A flicker of painful struggle flashed through his eyes.

"Little girl, this is no place for your games. Leave. Besides, my daughter has been dead for half a year." He slowly relaxed his fists, his gaze landing on Bai Qianzhou.

"She loves you very much. She remembers that you once promised to buy her a chocolate cake. It is a pity she never got to eat it. After she died, she never left. She has been by your side, watching you drink and waste away every day, and it breaks her heart. When you killed those people, she was there too. She wanted to stop you, but because she has lingered in the human realm for too long, her spirit is too weak. She couldn't do anything."

Bai Qianzhou’s words were like a thorn piercing Song Zhao's heart. He lowered his head as tears streamed down his face. A heavy, broken sobbing began to fill the room, like a long-repressed flood finally finding its release.

"Do you want to see her?" Bai Qianzhou asked again, her eyes filled with a glimmer of anticipation.