Upon hearing this, Mr. Li, the director of the academic affairs office, who had been sitting quietly on the side, leaned forward and solemnly picked up the conversation.
"If there's anything you need to know, please go ahead and ask, officers. Our school will fully cooperate."
His tone was calm and powerful, as if he had already weighed his stance repeatedly in his mind.
"Since the incident occurred and involves our student, the school has the obligation to assist the police in uncovering the truth as soon as possible, both from an educational responsibility and a humanitarian perspective."
"Although the place where the body was found is not on campus, Zhang Qian is, after all, a student of our school. We absolutely will not shirk our responsibility—the school is always the student's support."
Mr. Li's words sounded righteous and comprehensive, but across from him, Li Jia kept her head down, her hands tightly clasped, her fingertips slightly pale from the pressure.
