Chapter 11

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In the living room, more than a dozen officers stood awkwardly crammed together alongside the captain and the recorder. Across the room, Stanley furrowed his brow and exclaimed, “Does it really require this many people just to take a statement? Someone unfamiliar with the situation might think your’re here to apprehend a criminal?”

The captain, Bennett Youngblood, feeling embarrassed by his team’s overzealous presence, rubbed his nose and offered an awkward smile. “It’s mainly because we all wanted to thank Ms. Anderson for her help today–she’s practically their savior”

Seeing Bennett offer an excuse, several burly officers quickly stepped forward, one after another, thanking Quinlyn

Quinlyn sat quietly on the couch, clutching the newly delivered ice cream. She watched it melt slowly while mentally tallying how many people hadn’t yet thanked her. Her short legs dangled, betraying a hint of impatience.

Every officer who had been involved in today’s mall incident couldn’t help but sneak glances at Quinlyn. When they saw her eagerly scooping up the ice cream, their expressions were priceless.

Had it not been for the mall’s surveillance cameras, they never would have believed that the child before them was the courageous soul who had barged into the climbing shop, grabbed a rope and a knife, calmly halted the officers from breaking, and single–handedly approached the criminal, pressing her head against the gun.

Bennett, though taken aback, had weathered numerous challenges. He quickly regained his composure, reminded his team to return to their posts, and then inquired, “Were you all together at the time of the gunshot?”

Stanley nodded and was the first to respond. “Yeah, we had just finished our ice cream and stepped out of the store.”

“And your first reaction was…”

“Of course, to hide, Stanley said matter–of–factly.

Bennett smiled, but his eyes were scrutinizing, “Most people, when they hear a noise, would instinctively seek out the source to see what’s happening, not hide. Or did you immediately recognize it as a gunshot?”

reflection, it made sense. Actually, the first person

felt that being truthful might get Quinlyn into trouble, so he frowned, dissatisfied, and said, “What do you mean by that?

conducting routine questioning” Bennett, with years of case experience, could easily discern

been silently enjoying her ice cream, suddenly spoke up.

living room fell silent. All eyes immediately turned to her. Bennett squinted at her and asked, “Have you heard

licked the ice cream from the corner of her mouth and replied. “At the borderlands.”

attackers did possess guns, but he wasn’t sure if they had ever fired them, as they

did you come up with the idea to use a rope to

line of questioning. He was about to intervene when he

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Then, die continued, “But if I don’t do this, more people will

still retained a him of childhood, yet her words left

with his years of experience in handling such cases, could tell that Quinlyn was not lying her words

was also moved and instinctively patted her on the

sideways, insure how to respond. Eventually, she murmured vaguely. The person who raised me.” She was an

of longing in her eyes and felt his heart soften. He comforted her by saying. “If you miss him, we can bring

issue

her gaze fixed on the melting ice cream in her

been shot by a criminal, and she had used money she earned from guiding to buy a coffin to bury him.

was her first time acting as a lookout, helping to block three police cars in the mountain valley behind

taken by the villagers, she personally

have potential, just a bit young,” the

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