Shi Su lifted her eyes, offering the pineapple to his mouth unceremoniously. Because the man was looking down at his phone, she had to lean slightly, almost lying on the dining table in front of him, awkwardly stretching her arm to feed him. Jing Jihan had just finished reading an email and hadn’t taken the pineapple she was offering. He looked up, his gaze landing on her. "Eat." Shi Su didn’t understand why he suddenly stared at her. Either look at the phone or eat pineapple, why stare at her? In the deep black of his pupils was her reflection, and Shi Su’s confused eyes met his unreadable ones. Until she suddenly realized something under his silent but intense stare— She abruptly looked down at her own clothes. For convenience in changing costumes on set, she usually wore loose clothes, and the one she was wearing today was no exception. Now, as she half-leaned on the table, the neckline, which was already open to the collarbone, gaped even wider. This wasn’t feeding fruit; in this posture, calling it a blatant seduction would not be an exaggeration! Shi Su quickly lifted her hand to cover the fabric at her chest. At the moment when she was about to pull back, Jing Jihan directly bit into the pineapple she had just offered, then casually watched as the small woman, panicked, covered her chest and took a big step back. His eyes had a hint of darkness before he subtly winced at the sourness of the pineapple, though the movement was very slight. Shi Su threw down the fork in her hand and, seeing him nonchalantly eating the pineapple, asked incredulously, "Isn’t it sour for you?" Jing Jihan’s phone rang again, and he glanced at it indifferently as he stood up. As the man’s tall and slender figure suddenly rose, Shi Su’s gaze instinctively followed. The handsome man’s features were more defined under the table’s decorative light. The buttons of the shirt inside the black coat were open at the top for some reason, faintly revealing the collarbone. Clearly, a man of upper-class elite demeanor now exuded a strange sex appeal in his restraint. "Very sweet." Jing Jihan’s laugh seemed to come from deep in his throat, leaving a casual remark as he walked out with his phone, "The company has an urgent matter I need to handle, I’m leaving now. Keep the pineapple for yourself." For a moment, Shi Su didn’t know if she should try the other pieces of pineapple to see if they were truly not sour, be glad he didn’t plan to stay over, or should send him off first? By the time she came to her senses, she had already mercilessly speared a piece of pineapple and shoved it into her mouth, not bothering to see her patron off. Even more sour than the piece she had earlier! "Wasn’t the car accident on the cross-river bridge already under investigation by someone else? Why are they suddenly calling you to the police station for a statement?" Chu Jiu drove Shi Su’s car to the police station, parked it, and while looking outside, wondered aloud, "And the driver hasn’t woken up yet; what are they dragging you here for alone? "This is the police station, not some other place. I’m just a victim; what can they do by asking me to come over?" Shi Su gave Chu Jiu a reassuring look before getting out. Chu Jiu could only wait in the car. Shi Su didn’t have many scenes today, and the two-hour gap wouldn’t delay anything. After entering the police station, she stated her name and purpose, also asking the same question Chu Jiu had, why she was being called in for a statement again since she’d already been questioned. The officer at the reception was an older man with a beer belly, sitting there: "Someone new has joined our unit recently." The beer-bellied officer lowered his voice, "It’s a woman, returned from the FBI, young but with considerable experience and skills. She resolved many backlogged cases in under a week. Who knows why she’s interested in your accident case and asked for you personally." When Shi Su heard the keywords ’woman’ and ’FBI,’ she was first puzzled, then glanced clearly at the large interrogation room inside and asked, suppressing her rising smile: "The person you’re talking about, might her surname be Wen?" The beer-bellied officer was surprised: "Hey? You know her?" For original chapters go to NoveI-Fire.ɴet Shi Su suppressed her smile, "I don’t know her, but I’ve heard her name." "You’re an actress, not in our criminal investigation field, where did you hear such a big name?" Shi Su didn’t answer, just checked the time and said, "I’ll head in first." "...Alright, alright, go on in!" Shi Su walked to the interrogation room door, knocked, and heard a cold female voice inside: "Come in." She pushed the door open, first seeing two officers she had met before sitting inside. Shi Su nodded at them and then looked further in to see a young woman wearing a police uniform of the same color scheme, with a sharp and stylish short haircut. Seeing her enter, the short-haired woman only gave her a cursory glance and signaled with her eyes to have her sit down. The two officers first introduced, "Miss Shi Su, this is Officer Wen, newly assigned to our station, specializing in criminal investigation. Because the evidence collected from your accident case indicates a high likelihood of criminal involvement, Officer Wen plans to start an investigation and requests your cooperation in making a new statement." After Shi Su once again explained the circumstances of the accident day and some later situations at the hospital, Officer Wen took the notes recorded by the two officers, glanced at them, and said in a plain, cold tone, "You can leave now." The two officers nodded, even though they seemed older than Officer Wen, they were respectful and polite, and left directly. Once the surroundings were quiet, Shi Su looked directly at Officer Wen, who was reading the notes until she put down what she was holding and suddenly walked toward her. Coming closer, Shi Su was just about to stand, but Officer Wen had already walked up to her side, saying flatly, "Shi Yunyin still hasn’t decided to let you go?" Shi Su responded with a question, "When did you come to Jiang City? They couldn’t keep you over there? Why suddenly run back to the country?" With Officer Wen looking down at her, Shi Su also looked up at her, maintaining this posture of one sitting and one standing for a while. Shi Su’s neck stiffened, maintaining a blank expression: "Wen Ke, do we have to keep a straight face here?" Wen Ke, with a deadpan face, said, "There are cameras around, what would it look like if I joked around with you here?" Shi Su kept her face blank: "It’s not like you smiled at me a few times in the years you were in the United States, becoming friends with you dropped my life’s temperature from boiling to freezing." Wen Ke maintained her deadpan expression: "Someone who’s been attacked by both fire and water by her own sister and still lives, you’re talking to me about boiling and freezing points?"