"But, Officer, I'm not lying. That car missed me the first time, then reversed back." "Miss Lin, we have considered what you said. But at the scene, there were no other witnesses besides you, the deceased, and the driver. Without additional evidence, we are powerless."
Lin Yixun's shoulders drooped powerlessly. She knew that mere words were not enough. No matter how much she explained, the police would not believe it was a premeditated murder.
She hesitated for a moment, deciding to approach Xing Yi's parents, hoping they would demand the police to reinvestigate the case.
But the elderly couple seemed to have accepted the police's findings and did not wish to delve further into the matter. To them, the cause of the accident was not important; what mattered was the outcome.
In this accident, they lost their only son and did not want to get entangled in endless disputes over the crash. They didn't want their fresh wounds to be torn open repeatedly by the investigation.
