After a long while, Zhang Yan lifted his head.
He stared directly at Jiang An.
"What? Do you have evidence?"
"Don't try to intimidate me with those baseless charges."
"Otherwise, I'll definitely file a complaint against you once I leave!"
Jiang An's mouth twitched.
He pointed at the back of Zhang Yan's hand, "In fact, this is very good evidence."
"Officer, you're not joking, are you?"
"I don't even remember when I got hurt, are you sure?"
After a long while, Jiang An said, "I am sure!"
"Interactions between objects are mutual."
"Since your injury was formed on the ground."
"Then it's certain that traces of your blood and skin would be left at the point of impact."
Zhang Yan feigned calmness and spread her hands.
"What are you saying?"
"I don't understand a single thing."
Jiang An laughed and said, "Whether you understand or not doesn't matter."
"But, I want to tell you that if you confess now, it can still count as being honest."
