Shao Wan personally led people to the interrogation room. The prisoner was pushed in, and as soon as the door closed, the interrogation began.
The other officers dispersed, and the police station quieted down.
Jiang Ye sat down to wait and only then realized his shirt was soaked with cold sweat. Hearing about the murder of seven people in town in the middle of the night, and a gunfight at that, only he knew the pressure he was under.
Shi Zhizhi silently brought him a cup of hot tea, also prepared with *pangdahai*.
The interrogation was faster than expected, ending in an hour. Ella
Ju Lanlan and Isabelle turned their heads in unison, staring at Tian Rao. Their shocked expressions seemed to say, "How can such a pure-looking young girl say such things?"
Jiang Ye was also stunned, his face blank.
"I'm scared to death. I want to move in with you. I don't mean anything else, I just want you to protect me," Isabelle said quickly.
Ju Lanlan's eyes were almost popping out. She stared at Isabelle with her mouth agape, her expression likely saying, "What the hell, you too?"
Jiang Ye helplessly touched his forehead, lowered his head, and waved his hand. "Go, go, everyone go home. This isn't a hotel. The police will search everyone's homes today and tomorrow, confiscate firearms, and arrest those hiding them. The town will be safer from now on, so don't worry."
The three girls exchanged glances, seemingly communicating something with their eyes, and then looked at Jiang Ye together.
Isabelle extended her long leg and kicked Jiang Ye's shin with her toe, urging him to look up.
"We want to get a gun for self-defense!" the three girls said in unison.
Jiang Ye stared at them, dumbfounded, wondering how they had such perfect coordination.
"No," he shook his head. "No one other than military police is allowed to have guns."
Tian Rao suddenly pounced forward, grabbed Jiang Ye's arm, and shook it vigorously. Pouting, she pleaded, "Please, please, just get a small handgun. I won't use it to hurt anyone. Brother Jiang, you're the best!"
Jiang Ye felt dizzy from being shaken. "No!"
"Please!" Ju Lanlan grabbed his other arm and pulled hard. "General Jiang! Just let us weak little girls keep a gun! Brother Jiang! Father Jiang! Daddy!"
"Even calling me Grandpa won't work, and kowtowing is out. I don't fall for this stuff!" Jiang Ye felt his arm was about to be pulled off.
Isabelle directly pounced forward and hugged Jiang Ye's neck, pressing him down. She then proceeded to kiss his neck repeatedly, the smacking sounds echoing through the mobile base.
"What are you doing, Isabelle! You're taking this as an opportunity to molest me!" Jiang Ye dodged in panic. "Let go, let go! I'll agree to it! It's settled, only one small handgun!"