Fang Lixiang shouted, "Damn it!"
Just those two words—grandpa heard them loud and clear, and rolled his eyes at her. "How can you curse like that, girl? You're so rude for someone so young."
Young and rude, Fang Lixiang: "..."
Not only did she curse, but she also wanted to report to the police!
She stormed out of the pharmacy, squatted down by the roadside, and dialed the emergency number.
A guy answered, "This is the Criminal Investigation Team."
Fang Lixiang tried to remain calm, "I want to report a crime."
The guy asked, "What kind of case?"
Her tone was grave, sorrowful, angry, and a little bit aggrieved, "Murder!"
Upon hearing it was a murder, the guy immediately became serious, "Can you be more specific?"
