As two police officers were leaving the interrogation room, a girl with bobbed hair strode towards them, accompanied by a middle-aged man wearing glasses and holding a folder.
"Could it be... his girlfriend?"
"She's pretty quick!"
The two exchanged a glance and stopped in their tracks.
"Hello, officers, I am, that is—I'm his girlfriend. I've hired a lawyer and I'd like to see my boyfriend. I'm his girlfriend, he's really not a bad person, he's just..."
As the girl explained her purpose in a flustered manner, the lawyer beside her had already handed over the necessary documents and power of attorney to the police.
"Alright, follow me," one of the officers said with a furrowed brow after verifying her identity.
The lawyer nodded, "Much appreciated!"
"Thank you, thank you so much for your trouble," the girl said as she wiped away tears and bowed deeply twice.
The atmosphere in the hallway turned heavy, punctuated by intermittent sobs.
