Chapter 43: Han Xue: You Can’t Convict Me
Fang Xiaocao and Yun Luoshu went upstairs and found Wen Shi sound asleep, snoring like a pig, with a bit of drool at the corner of her mouth.
She wasn’t at all like what they had imagined—waking up alone in an empty hospital room, bewildered and disoriented.
“Sigh, we really overthought this.”
Watching Wen Shi sleep, Fang Xiaocao sighed.
Yun Luoshu nodded in agreement.
“Come on, let’s carry this pig downstairs.”
Fang Xiaocao said helplessly.
The two of them hoisted Wen Shi up and carried her back downstairs to the patient ward.
Back in the ward, Su Wanqing was still crying.
Seeing this, Fang Xiaocao sighed again. This fierce girl really got scared badly.
At the City Bureau
Interrogation Room
Han Xue lounged in the interrogation chair, sitting with an air of casual arrogance. She looked lazily at Wang Qiang and the young policewoman sitting across from her.
“Han Xue, sit up properly,” the policewoman scolded.
Han Xue glanced at her with disdain and rolled her eyes.
“You—”
The policewoman pointed at Han Xue, ready to lash out.
Wang Qiang waved his hand, signaling her to calm down.
He could tell Han Xue was deliberately provoking them.
“Han Xue, you can’t escape justice.” Wang Qiang smiled.
Han Xue shot him a sidelong glance.
“Even if you refuse to cooperate, the existing evidence is enough to convict you.” Wang Qiang continued.
“Heh…”
Han Xue sneered.
“What’s so funny?” the policewoman demanded.
Han Xue glanced at her again, still sneering.
“You don’t believe me?” Wang Qiang asked, unfazed.
“Officer Wang, you can’t convict me.” Han Xue smirked.
Both Wang Qiang and the policewoman froze for a moment.
“Why not?” The policewoman snapped.
“Hahaha~”
“Why?”
“Because I’m sick!”
Han Xue cackled wildly, almost gasping for breath.
“Han Xue, you’re mistaken.”
“Holding an infectious disease doesn’t exempt you from legal punishment.”
Wang Qiang’s smile didn’t falter.
“Our country’s laws only exempt minors, pregnant women, and elderly individuals over 75 from the death penalty—except in cases of extreme cruelty resulting in death. But exemption from the death penalty does not mean exemption from punishment.”
“Unfortunately, you’re none of those things. And your crimes don’t warrant the death penalty, so even if you were, you’d still face imprisonment.”
Wang Qiang spoke lightly.
“In other words, even if you were pregnant, you’d still serve your sentence in prison.”
Wang Qiang locked eyes with Han Xue, emphasizing every word.
“Officer Wang, aren’t you forgetting one more category?”
Han Xue smirked.
Wang Qiang’s expression stiffened slightly.
Han Xue blinked at him, her smile widening.
“We have professional evaluation teams. Plenty of people try to use this excuse to escape justice, but no one has succeeded.”
“Even if you manage to fake it, you’ll be sent to a psychiatric hospital and live out the rest of your days there.”
Wang Qiang’s voice turned cold.
“That’s fine with me~”
“I really am sick, after all.”
Han Xue shrugged and grinned.
“There’s a big difference between a few years in prison and a lifetime in a mental hospital. Think carefully.”
Wang Qiang stared into her eyes, speaking deliberately.
“What is there to think about?”
“I don’t need to think at all.”
“I am mentally ill. I admit it.”
Han Xue chuckled.
“Xiao Li, arrange a psychiatric evaluation immediately.”
Wang Qiang controlled his temper and ordered the young policewoman.
Since Han Xue brought it up, he couldn’t ignore it. The interrogation was bound to end unpleasantly today.
“Take her away.”
Wang Qiang waved and strode out of the interrogation room.
“Captain!”
The policewoman called after him and quickly followed.
“HAHAHAHA—”
Behind them, Han Xue’s crazed laughter echoed through the halls.
“Captain…”
The policewoman looked at Wang Qiang worriedly.
This was the first time she had seen him lose composure during an interrogation.
“I’m fine. Immediately assign officers to investigate Han Xue’s medical history. Interview her contacts, check her prescription records—if she’s faking mental illness, we’ll expose her with solid evidence.”
Wang Qiang’s face returned to calm determination.
His sudden shift surprised the policewoman for a moment, but then she grinned.
“Yes, sir!”
“Wang Qiang is Wang Qiang—his acting is too convincing.”
She thought to herself.
“Go now!”
Wang Qiang urged.
“Yes!”
The policewoman responded crisply and dashed out of the office.
Wang Qiang sat down, lit a cigarette, and began replaying Han Xue’s actions in his mind.
Her scheming nature didn’t match her age.
Faking mental illness to evade punishment—many criminals had thought of it before, but usually low-IQ offenders who didn’t understand the law.
Truly intelligent criminals wouldn’t resort to such a childish trick.
They knew that under professional evaluation, the chances of success were nearly zero.
Han Xue’s crimes didn’t qualify as high-IQ offenses, but she was meticulous and her plans were thorough.
If not for her intense thirst for revenge clouding her judgment and making her act prematurely, she might have succeeded.
“If she had been more patient, her plan could’ve worked.”
Wang Qiang mused.
“What exactly is she relying on?”
“Why is she so confident?”
Wang Qiang muttered to himself.
After finishing his cigarette, he stood up and walked out of the office.
Five minutes later, a police car sped out of the city bureau.
Meanwhile, in the Hospital Ward
Fang Xiaocao sent a message to her friend Hot Noodles.
[Hot Noodles: Young Miss, what do you need?]
Seeing the reply, Fang Xiaocao grinned.
“Oho~ Someone’s got an attitude today?”
She teased.
[Hot Noodles: How could I dare?]
[Hot Noodles: What if you pull another reckless stunt, putting yourself in danger?]
Fang Xiaocao pouted and muttered, “Hmph, no wonder she’s the future me—just as petty.”
“Alright, don’t be mad~”
“Nothing bad happened, right?”
She sent the message along with a cute, apologetic sticker.
[Hot Noodles: Don’t try to butter me up.]
[Hot Noodles: Haven’t I told you before? Every choice you make, I have to experience all the possible consequences beforehand.]
[Hot Noodles: Just from that last decision alone, I died twice.]
[Hot Noodles: If this keeps up, even if I don’t get killed by you, I’ll be driven insane sooner or later!]
Reading the messages, Fang Xiaocao stuck out her tongue sheepishly.
“I’ll be more careful next time, I promise~”
She tried to act cute.
(End of Chapter 43)
