Bai Xiaoyun narrowed her eyes. Could it be that there were marks on those jewels?
Just then, the female officer who had taken her statement earlier spoke, "An Shimeng, are all this jewelry and these gold beans yours?"
"Yesh!" An Shimeng answered without hesitation, her words slurred due to her swollen tongue.
"Since they're yours, you should know the exact number of gold beans, right?" the officer asked.
An Shimeng paused, stunned for a moment, then pointed at her mouth and shook her head, indicating she couldn't speak properly.
The officer said, "You can type it out on your phone!"
An Shimeng reluctantly took out her phone and typed: [I estimate there are about 2,000!]
"Estimate?" The officer frowned. "We don't want estimates. Tell us the exact number!"
An Shimeng shook her head and typed: [I don't remember!]
