I no longer think that Tan Jiao's actions are just nonsense, nor do I think about whether what we're doing is honest or not. Because when I recall the experiences of Wu Miao and each subsequent girl, I realize how important our "false accusations" to the police station are in saving their lives.

  Tan Jiao didn't smile again. On the way to the police station, she checked herself from head to toe one last time, her face calm and expressionless. She looked even a bit melancholy and sad. I asked her: "What are you thinking about?" She replied: "Actually, just imagining what those girls went through, I don't need to think much to put myself in their shoes."

  My heart felt a wave of tenderness.

  The girl I love is the only one in the world who can empathize with me.

  When the car stopped in front of the police station, I leaned over to kiss her. We kissed silently, and finally she looked at me and said: "Yu, your misfortune will be ended by me personally." I stroked her hair and said: "From the day I met you, my misfortune has already been ended."

  First, a young police officer met us in the reception room. I knew that Tan Jiao had always been very fond of this kind of naive and inexperienced police officer, but I didn't expect her to be so accurate. She was as pale as death, and the onion she had applied before coming in made her tears fall again. "Officer," she said, "I want to report a case and file a complaint - I was kidnapped two nights ago."

  I put my arm around her shoulder and said nothing. The police officer was startled and asked: "What's going on?"

  Tan Jiao began to describe: "The night before last, I went to a bar alone to have some fun. My boyfriend was busy with work and didn't have time to take care of me. On my way back... it was on a small path not far from his house, a man grabbed me from behind, I didn't see his face... then I was taken into a house, there were two people..."

  Police: "Two men?"

  Tan Jiao sobbed: "Uh...yes. I saw one of them clearly, but not the other. In that room, there were many knives and a saw... They said they would torture me slowly and kill me..."

  The police officer's eyes widened as he looked at me. I nodded slowly and he asked again, "Then...then how did you escape?"

  Tan Jiao took a deep breath and said, "Take advantage of their carelessness. They seem to be doing this for the first time, and they're still arguing with each other. Yesterday morning they drank too much, and the rope was not tied tightly, I broke free and climbed out from the window." After finishing speaking, he showed his elbow injury to the police officer.

  The young police officer still looked stunned.

  Tan Jiao put down her hand and said, "Comrade police officer, I am a famous writer. I have never been to this city before. This time I came to find my boyfriend, but encountered such a thing. Such a thing happened, I am also very painful. Do you know that my vast readers on the Internet are also very worried... But I think, can't let those two people go unpunished, there are still several other girls' photos and information on their table. So I plucked up the courage to come here at risk. I think, you must catch them, otherwise they will harm more people, a serial case is about to happen."

  The young police officer temporarily left the interrogation room, Tan Jiao picked up the teacup in front of him, slowly took a sip, and then leaned into my arms, winking at me, as if asking with his eyes: How was the performance?

  She performed well, calm and composed, with a natural demeanor. As expected of an author, she has a naturally meticulous mind, although when we're together, she can be playful like a child at times. But for now, she's truly able to keep a poker face.