After the two shook hands, Zhao Yan quickly let go.
Many police officers harbored a certain aversion to these supernatural matters.
Jiang Yu's invitation for her to come in, however, made Zhao Yan somewhat surprised.
She held no official position and could only offer her opinions from the sidelines.
Zhao Yan had Wu Jiaxin go to the shop first, while she followed Jiang Yu to the police station.
As soon as she walked in, she saw a middle-aged woman sitting on a blue chair. The woman was crying continuously, with a female officer beside her offering comfort.
Sensing the surge of Yin energy behind her, Zhao Yan turned to look at Li Mulan.
Their facial features were very similar. The woman sitting on the blue chair was likely her mother.
What surprised her was that Li Mulan showed no heartache upon seeing her mother cry so heartbrokenly. Instead, her resentment intensified.
"Master Zhao, let's go quickly," Li Mulan said.
Zhao Yan replied, "Wait a moment."
This was the police station, and without Jiang Yu's escort, she couldn't wander around freely.
"A white-haired person seeing off a black-haired person, how tragic."
"The victim's mother has been here, crying for over ten minutes, her voice hoarse. It's good to have such a loving mother."
Passersby coming to the police station to handle documents conversed amongst themselves.
They had been sitting there for over ten minutes, and the middle-aged woman had been crying all this time.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Li Mulan floated over to them and yelled into their ears.
"What do you know!!"
"She's not worthy of being called a mother?"
Whoosh...
A gust of Yin wind blew fiercely from Li Mulan, making the passersby unable to open their eyes.
A cold wind swirled through the police station's office, scattering papers from the desks.
The middle-aged woman's crying instantly stopped, followed by a suffocating sensation.
Li Mulan's hands tightly gripped the middle-aged woman's neck.
Her cold eyes locked onto the middle-aged woman.
Seeing the middle-aged woman's expression of near suffocation, Li Mulan still couldn't bear it and released her grip.
"Master Zhao, she is not my mother. I don't have a mother like her!"
"I was born to a mother but raised without one."
Li Mulan's body trembled, her face filled with sorrow.
Zhao Yan opened her arms, and Li Mulan hugged her tightly, resting her chin on Zhao Yan's shoulder, sobbing, "When I was four, my father was digging a well and had an accident. His head went down the well, and he fell to his death."
"My aunt said that before my father's seventh day memorial had even passed, she ran off with a man from another province and left me with her family."
"My uncle was a pervert. He made a hole in the bathroom wall, and every time I bathed, he would secretly watch through the hole."
"He thought I didn't know, but I knew long ago. However, I didn't dare tell my aunt. I was afraid she wouldn't believe me, and even more afraid that if I told her, no one would take care of me or pay for my education."
"I also want to live like those girls, pampered by my parents, not worrying about living expenses every month."
"Do you really think I'm willing to be with those old men? I don't want to debase myself, but in this world, no one can help me but myself."
"I'm so angry! Why are some people born to live like princesses, while I was born to endure such suffering?"
"Wuwuwu! Master Zhao! Can you understand how I feel right now!"
Zhao Yan remained silent, gently patting Li Mulan's back.
In comparison, her own situation was much better than Li Mulan's.
Although she had been abandoned, she was fortunate to have met the old man who treated her like his own daughter. Although he was often unreliable, he always tried his best to be both a father and a master.
"Miss Zhao, are you dancing the cha-cha?"
Jiang Yu, unable to see Li Mulan, was puzzled by Zhao Yan's movements.
"No, my arm is sore," Zhao Yan said, releasing her hand and rubbing her arm.
"Captain Jiang, we have a situation here," a young female officer said, approaching with a report.
The middle-aged woman sat on the blue chair, coughing incessantly.
Li Mulan hadn't choked her to death; a couple of coughs were enough.
"What is it?" Jiang Yu asked.
The female officer looked in the direction of the middle-aged woman and handed him the report.
"The autopsy has been approved by the higher-ups, but the victim's family has not consented."
"Tell the victim's family that the autopsy will not significantly alter the body, and she can still visit the deceased," Jiang Yu said.
The female officer shook her head. "That's not the reason. The victim's family is asking if there will be compensation. If not, they won't agree to the autopsy."
Hearing the reason, Jiang Yu's expression darkened. "Isn't this ridiculous?"
"If she agrees to the autopsy sooner, we can find the killer earlier. Once the killer is convicted, she will receive the compensation she deserves."
The more he spoke, the angrier Jiang Yu became. Crying for so long, and it was all crocodile tears.
"She's afraid that once the law makes a ruling, the compensation won't reach her. The victim's aunt raised her daughter, not her."
"Then why did they call her here?" Jiang Yu was speechless.
"We didn't call her. She saw the victim on the news and came on her own."
"Wow, these reporters have sharp noses. Forty minutes ago, the victim's identity was confirmed, and this news was broadcast immediately."
The female officer said with a headache, "So, Captain Jiang, how should we proceed?"
She was also very frustrated, having spoken to the victim's mother many times.
The victim's mother was fixated on the compensation, and her tears were all for money.
If one didn't know better, they would truly believe the victim's mother was crying for her daughter and truly loved her child.
"Hurry up! Then don't waste time on her. Notify the victim's aunt's family to come over," Jiang Yu said sternly.
"We've already notified them. They are on their way."
"Understood," Jiang Yu said, his face hardening.
Li Mulan listened from the side. At this moment, she was surprisingly calm. Her resentment hadn't increased much, and she seemed to have been mentally prepared for such a situation.
"Miss Zhao, the victim's guardian will arrive in some time. I'll take you to the autopsy center first," Jiang Yu said, rubbing his temples.
"Okay," Zhao Yan nodded and followed Jiang Yu into the autopsy center.
On a counter, a white cloth covered Li Mulan's body.
"The body is quite gruesome. You need to be mentally prepared," Jiang Yu said.
"It's fine," Zhao Yan waved her hand.
Jiang Yu slowly pulled back the white cloth, and Li Mulan's body appeared before her.
The victim's face was caved in, the entire face showing bone. The flesh on the face had turned into a paste, mixed with the bone, making it look terrifying.
Zhao Yan's eyes remained unfazed; this was nothing to her.
Jiang Yu inwardly praised her, realizing he had indeed found the right person.