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"This…" The police also felt a little awkward, but Qu Zhi's words made sense. If she really had dementia, it was common for her to call the wrong number.

Huang Qing couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't call the police and was called a lunatic. She had made up her mind that the police were in cahoots with Qu Zhi, so she was angry for no reason.

Huang Qing started to throw things and shout. The police officers were afraid she would get agitated and go crazy again, so no one could get close to her.

Although Huang Qing looked submissive at first, her gaze was fierce. She didn't look like an old lady to be trifled with.

Qu Zhi hung up the phone when she heard Huang Qing's voice. She turned around and went to sleep.