Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot

“Don’t be nervous; this is just a routine inquiry,” the young policeman said with a gentle tone, but it was clear that it was just a preliminary greeting.

“Yes, I’m a new student at Linjiang High School. Are you referring to the new school?” Ji Jing responded briefly. She glanced at the young policeman, pondering what he was investigating.

With two hours left before He Xin was ready, Ji Jing had time to handle the situation with the police officer.

“Don’t be nervous; this is just a routine inquiry,” the young policeman said with a gentle tone, but it was clear that it was just a preliminary greeting.

“Is there something wrong? A student I don’t even know disappeared. Shouldn’t you be investigating by checking security cameras and searching for the person? Why do you want to question my sister?” Ji Ying questioned.

Ji Jing was surprised. It appeared that Ji Ying defended her in front of others. “We take this missing persons case very seriously, and we’re using multiple investigative methods. Don’t worry; these are just some simple questions to see if you have any information,” the young policeman answered without giving away too much.

“I met him once, but he was involved in a fight with others, and I intervened. The conflict had nothing to do with me,” Ji Jing replied calmly.

What’s going on? Wasn’t the investigation of Xue Meng’s disappearance handled by Zhang Li and Li Duo? Why did someone else come today, and it seemed that they had no knowledge of the cooperation with the Taoist Association?

Ji Jing’s gaze briefly swept across the young policeman’s shoulder, where she noticed a law enforcement recorder.

She couldn’t escape using any supernatural means as long as that was recording; it might lead to panic among ordinary people.

“Alright,” the young policeman confirmed while flipping through his documents. “Are you a Taoist? Does Taoism recruit followers?”

“My Taoist temple doesn’t, the Abbot believes in fate,” Ji Jing replied.

“Okay, I see,” the young policeman nodded. “We recently busted a case in our district that involved the dissemination of cult-like ideas and financial exploitation under the guise of Taoism. Can you confirm your credentials?”

What is he trying to say? Does he want to insinuate that I caused Xue Meng’s disappearance by promoting Taoism? Ji Jing handed over her Taoist credentials but kept her brows furrowed.

“Is Xue Meng interested in Taoism? Does he discuss Taoism with you?” The young policeman asked.

“Do you actively promote Taoism?” He continued with more questions.

“Where do you usually go after school?” He inquired further.

The young policeman asked numerous detailed questions. He might as well have checked her ID; he was just doing it by the book. What was he trying to say?

Ji Jing noticed that the young policeman’s questions were carefully designed to trap her into saying something she shouldn’t. But every time she was about to fall into his trap, he missed the opportunity to use her responses against her and immediately shifted to another topic.

No, something’s not right. Ji Jing began answering the questions cautiously, one by one.

Before Ji Jing could make sense of the situation, Ji Ying suddenly handed her a cell phone. “The new season is out; take a look.”

What’s this about a new season? Ji Jing received the phone with confusion. However, she soon realized that the screen did not display anything related to a new season; instead, it had a message:

“Do you have something else to do? He seems to be stalling for time..”