Until the security personnel and the police appeared simultaneously.
Zhu Ying then realized that it seemed everything was too late, beyond salvation.
After listening to the staff's account, the security communicated briefly with the police.
In the end, they did nothing and left.
Zhu Ying kept her head down, watching the glaring, incongruous handcuffs locked around her slender, well-maintained wrists.
She kept her head lowered, not saying a word.
She neither struggled nor argued; when the police arrested her, she merely curled the corners of her mouth slightly.
It seemed she had waited a long time for this day.
Standing aside, Jiang Yi's little face was still puffed up with anger.
Wen Suihan's hand had been wrapped around her shoulder the whole time, not leaving for a second, holding her dearly.
The police said to Zhu Ying, "You are suspected in a drowning case over ten years ago; please come back with us to cooperate with our investigation."
