The police arrived quickly.
After clarifying the situation and taking photos of Fang Miaomiao's injuries, they asked, "You all need to come back with us to give a statement. And where is the suspect now?"
Chen Tianming had his staff bring Wang Qing out. "This incident happened too late yesterday, so we had no choice but to detain her."
The police officer nodded.
"I didn't kill anyone, this is slander. Officer, don't believe them, they're all in it together," Wang Qing glared fiercely at Fang Miaomiao before smiling at the police officer. "They, they wanted to kill me. You should arrest them, they are murderers, they wanted to kill for money."
"Your Honor, please give me justice, I am innocent."
The two police officers exchanged glances and discreetly said, "This person seems a bit mentally unstable. Are you sure about this?"
"She was fine last night," Cui Mantong said, her anger flaring at the sight. "Wang Qing, are you trying to escape punishment by pretending to be crazy?"
"Hehehe, you, you, you are all bad people," Wang Qing struggled to stand up from the ground, then pointed viciously at Fang Miaomiao. "Especially you, you killed for money, you are the worst. You want to seize my position and use my son as a stepping stone, you wish! One day, you will die by my hand."
"This sounds so familiar," Chen Huan murmured.
Cui Mantong sneered, "This is a line from the TV series Wang Qing stars in. She plays the female lead. Looking at the dialogue, it's certainly not good. Isn't our priority now to sue her?"
The two police officers discussed for a moment. "Given her current condition, it is difficult for us to proceed. She needs to be examined at the hospital to determine if she is genuinely ill or faking it to evade responsibility."
"Right, right, an examination," Cui Mantong sneered and continued, "Wang Qing, keep up the act. Let's see how long you can maintain it. Do you really think a professional psychologist won't see through your shoddy acting?"
With that, the police officers took Wang Qing, along with the main individuals involved, into their car.
After giving their statements, Cui Mantong said irritably, "I never expected Wang Qing to resort to such a method to get out of this."
If she were genuinely diagnosed with a mental illness, wouldn't Miaomiao's injuries be in vain?
"Mom."
"I'm here," Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Yan'an affectionately. "An'an, what do you want to say?"
"Bad people who do bad things will always be punished, right?"
Fang Miaomiao paused her hand, then smiled. "Yes, those who do bad things will always be punished."
"We can drive you back," said the police officer who had brought them earlier. "It will take some time to get Wang Qing's assessment results."
"Thank you, Officer," Cui Mantong said with a smile.
The young officer shyly scratched his head. "Please get in the car."
"Officer, with Wang Qing acting like this, how much of it do you think is fake?"
"We cannot comment on such matters; it's all left to the professionals."
"Then, if she truly has a mental disorder, won't Miaomiao have been hurt for nothing?"
The young police officer didn't know how to answer.
"Mantong."
Cui Mantong huffed, "Who am I doing this for?"
"For me, I know. The key is, this isn't the officer's area of responsibility. If we keep asking, the officer will get shy."
Only then did Cui Mantong fall silent.
"How did it go?"
Those in the courtyard, seeing the group descend from the police car, rushed forward to ask.
"Just a simple statement."
"What about Wang Qing?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head and said to Zhou Jiaxin, "Her mental report isn't out yet."
"She won't escape consequences due to insanity, will she?"
After all, many people said that insanity exempts one from criminal liability.
"Heh, wishful thinking," Cui Mantong snorted and smiled. "It all depends on whether she wants to be mentally ill. If she doesn't want to be, then she'll honestly go to jail and atone for her sins. If she does, well, she'll spend the rest of her life in a mental hospital."
She hadn't forgotten that Wang Qing also hated her. If Miaomiao wasn't vigilant, the next victim might be herself, or Sisi. How could she possibly let such a person live well in this world?
Those who do bad deeds must be punished.
"Alright, alright, why are you all gathered here?" Chen Tianming quickly changed the subject. "Zhajie just messaged me, saying there will be a celebratory party tonight. We should attend."
"What party?"
"Zhajie said it's the commemoration day of the Goddess's birth. We experienced something unpleasant last night, so we can attend to ward off bad luck," Chen Tianming explained. "We have no tasks today, so we'll prepare for the evening party with the villagers."
"Okay."
"Yes, let's prepare for the party. Tonight, we'll use the Goddess's power to get rid of bad luck," Cui Mantong agreed. "This is the last episode of the show, let's not let some people spoil the mood."
"Mantong is right."
"Alright, everyone get ready. In 20 minutes, we'll start the live broadcast."
Back in the room, Wen Yan'an stayed close to Fang Miaomiao.
"An'an."
"Mom, I'm scared," Wen Yan'an hugged Fang Miaomiao's waist, his voice trembling slightly. "I thought..."
Fang Miaomiao bent down and held Wen Yan'an in her arms. "What are you afraid of? Perhaps in my past life, I did many good deeds, which is why I will surely be safe and sound in this life."
"Really?"
"Of course," Fang Miaomiao looked around, then whispered in Wen Yan'an's ear, "An'an, I'll tell you a secret. In my past life, I was a fairy. Fairies don't die."
"Mom is lying," Wen Yan'an mumbled.
"How am I lying?"
"Fairies can fly and travel underground, they don't get hurt."
Fang Miaomiao paused, then continued, "But I descended to the mortal realm, and my powers must be reduced when I do that."
"Is that so?"
Facing those clean, clear eyes filled with curiosity, Fang Miaomiao nodded decisively. "Of course. Your mom is a fairy. I only came down to find you and your dad, cough cough, because you were lonely."
"Really?"
Fang Miaomiao didn't notice Wen Yan'an's shining eyes, nor did she notice the camera that had been turned on early.
"Of course."
"I believe Mom. Mom is a little fairy from heaven, sent to find me and Dad."
Suddenly raising his childish voice, he startled Fang Miaomiao, who quickly covered his mouth. "No, you can't tell anyone about this. If my identity is revealed, I will suffer terrible punishment."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yan'an, who had been happy moments ago, immediately had red eyes, as if pearls were about to fall.