The Art of War by Sun Tzu

"Ms. Fang, we've understood the situation you've described, and we will carry out an investigation to verify it. Thank you both for your cooperation," the police said.

The Yanjiao substation.

Fang Qing and Tong Dan, having completed their written statements, were escorted out by a police officer.

The courteous treatment was naturally due to Fang Qing's status as a trainee lawyer.

"Fang Qing, murder is paid for with life. You'd better not get involved in this case anymore," Tong Dan said, clutching Fang Qing's arm, her face unnaturally pale.

Murder is paid for with life.

Indeed.

Perhaps it was bad luck, or maybe it was Guan Libing acting deliberately in a fit of uncontrollable emotion, but the city enforcement officer surnamed Huo didn't make it until the ambulance arrived; he died shortly after collapsing.

This was the first time Tong Dan had ever witnessed a homicide.