I was handcuffed and taken into the police car.

As I left the apartment building, many residents gathered to watch. Soon, someone recognized me and took a photo.

Without even thinking, I knew I would soon be trending.

Due to the serious nature of the case, I was transferred to the criminal investigation department.

After about three hours, they finally started questioning me.

The interrogation room was quiet. Sitting across from me were two experienced detectives. The older one, surnamed An, had sharp eyes that seemed to see through people.

I stared blankly at the paper cup in front of me, saying nothing.

Captain An cleared his throat and began to ask, "Miss Shen, you're also a public figure now. I've seen your matches before, very exciting. I hope you can cooperate with our work."

I traced the words on the paper cup with my fingertips and asked back, "Has the meat in the pressure cooker been tested?"

Captain An paused for a moment, then smiled, "It has been checked. It's pork."

I yawned tiredly, "Then why did you bring me here?"

Captain An clasped his hands together, staring at me, "Miss Shen, can you explain why your husband Xue Ze's fingers were found in the refrigerator? According to the preliminary forensic examination, the fingers were freshly cut. Do you know who did it?"

I shook my head.

Captain An's tone became stern, "Don't tell me you don't know those fingers were in the fridge!"

I lowered my head, "Xue Ze put them in last week and ordered me not to touch them."

Captain An looked puzzled, "Aren't you afraid at all? Didn't you ask why his fingers were severed? Do you just do whatever he tells you to do?"

I rolled up my sleeves, showing Captain An the bruises all over my arms, "I have to obey, or Xue Ze will beat me to death."

Captain An's brow furrowed deeper, "You're a victim of domestic violence. Why didn't you report it?"

I sighed, "Although I'm not famous, I'm still a public figure now. I can't make a big deal out of it."

Captain An said, "Miss Shen, with your fame, you must have some connections in society. If your husband abuses you, why do you tolerate it? Is it because he has something on you?"

I remained silent.

Captain An pressed on, "Where is Xue Ze?"

I replied, "You have 21 hours left."

Captain An's face turned cold, "What do you mean?"

I smirked, "It's said that the police can't interrogate someone for more than 24 hours, and besides, you don't have enough evidence to prove I'm a suspect. When time's up, you'll have to let me go."

Captain An sneered, "Looks like you came prepared. I'll ask you again, where is Xue Ze? Is he alive or dead?"

I smiled without saying a word. Guess.