Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

"Little sister, it's fine to be a fan of celebrities, but please don't let it make you lose your mind."

Lu Jingyan's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the girl's fervent self-pity.

The girl paused for a moment, then stiffened her neck, her eyes flashing with an almost obsessive stubbornness. She stood firmly in front of the police car door, which was her sacred and inviolable "line of defense for love."

"I'm not a fan of celebrities! I'm serious!"

She screamed, her voice cracking with agitation, "I was driving! I was the one drifting, I was the one speeding, I was the one going around that drain corner! It has nothing to do with my brother! Arrest me if you want, let him go!"

Takumi Fujiwara in the car was so moved that he almost cried.

Although he knew it was absurd, at this time when everyone had turned against him, there was still a silly girl willing to go to jail for him. What do you call that? That's personal charisma!

"Officer Lu..." Takumi Fujiwara leaned out of the car window, wanting to say something polite.

"Shut up."

Without even turning his head, Lu Jingyan shoved his head back into the car.

He looked again at the heavily made-up girl in front of him, dressed in designer clothes but spouting nonsense, and shook his head helplessly.

"You're saying you were driving the car?"

Lu Jingyan raised his finger and pointed to the dark lamppost above his head.

"Do you see that?"

The girl subconsciously looked up.

"That's a high-definition traffic violation capture camera with 4K resolution, night vision, and a facial recognition rate of up to 99.9%."

Lu Jingyan spoke calmly, as if introducing a new electronic product, "On the way here, at least three cameras clearly captured the person in the driver's seat. It was a big man with dreadlocks, not a little girl like you with pigtails."

The girl's face paled for a moment, but she remained defiant:

"Well...that wasn't captured clearly! I was wearing a wig! I was wearing makeup! It's me!"

"Fine, you won't accept the surveillance footage."

Lu Jingyan wasn't in a hurry. He turned around and walked to the GTR that had already been towed onto the flatbed truck, pointing to the driver's cab.

"This GTR has been modified with a sequential gearbox and replaced with an extremely heavy racing clutch pedal."

He turned around, his gaze falling on the girl's slender legs in platform loafers, a mocking smile curving his lips.

"That hairpin bend we just saw, the entry speed was 120, and you needed to downshift and rev-match within one second, which is commonly known as the 'heel-and-toe' maneuver."

Lu Jingyan took a step closer, and the powerful sense of oppression made the girl involuntarily retreat.

"Little sister, do you know what 'heel and toe' means?"

"Do you know how heavy that racing clutch is? With your legs, you probably can't even fully depress the clutch, let alone drift? Or corner through the drainage ditch?"

The girl fell completely silent.

She opened her mouth, her face flushed red, and stammered for a long time, but couldn't utter a single professional racing term.

She's just a rich second-generation socialite. She's fine sitting in the passenger seat screaming and taking pictures, but if you actually let her drive this high-horsepower rear-wheel-drive monster, it'll stall as soon as she starts.

The surrounding street racers burst into laughter.

When her lie was exposed in public, the girl's shame instantly turned into anger.

"I don't care! I'm the one who drives it!"

She started throwing a tantrum, blocking the road with her arms outstretched like a mother hen protecting her chicks. "I have money! My dad has plenty of money! It's just a fine, right? I'll pay it for him! You can't take him away!"

"This is no longer about money."

Lu Jingyan dropped his playful tone and his expression suddenly became serious.

He pulled the body camera out of his pocket and pointed the lens at the girl's face, which was filled with ignorance.

"Madam, I am now formally informing you."

"Anyone who knowingly provides a hiding place or property for another person who has committed a crime, helps the other person escape, or provides false testimony to cover up the crime, shall be guilty of the crime of harboring a criminal in accordance with Article 310 of the Criminal Law."

Lu Jingyan's voice was cold and hard as iron, each word like a nail hitting the ground.

"You just gave false testimony to the police in public, attempting to take the blame for a criminal suspect. This behavior has seriously interfered with normal judicial activities."

"To put it simply, you are obstructing justice."

The girl was dumbfounded.

She thought this was just a romantic "sacrifice for love" scenario, at most she'd get a lecture from the police. How did it suddenly escalate to the criminal law? How did it become a crime?

"I...I just wanted to save him..." she panicked, tears welling in her eyes. "How can this be considered a crime? This is loyalty! This is love!"

"love?"

Lu Jingyan sneered, his expression a deep contempt for such idiotic logic.

"Treating crime as loyalty, and taking the blame as love. Did you miss out on your nine years of compulsory education?"

Without further ado, he pulled out another pair of handcuffs from behind his waist.

"Since you want to be with him so much, then I'll grant your wish."

"Click."

The cold handcuffs fastened to the girl's wrist, which was adorned with a Cartier bracelet.

The girl screamed in terror and struggled desperately: "What are you doing! What right do you have to grab me! Let me go!"

"Because I'm a police officer."

Lu Jingyan subdued her with one hand, his movements clean and efficient. "Now, you are being summoned in accordance with the law for suspected harboring and obstructing the execution of duties. Congratulations, you got what you wanted. You can now ride in a police car to be with your crush."

"take away!"

Two female auxiliary police officers immediately stepped forward, one on each side, and lifted the still kicking girl, dragging her directly to the police car behind.

"Let me go! Do you even know who my father is?!"

The moment the girl was shoved into the car, she let out that classic roar that gives every grassroots police officer a headache:

"My dad's the CEO of a listed company! I have millions of followers! You dare arrest me? I'll expose you! I'll make sure you all lose your jobs!"

Lu Jingyan stood outside the car, listening to the familiar lines, and helplessly picked at his ear.

"Why is it that everyone who ends up in jail has to rely on their father's connections first?"

He shook his head and said into the walkie-talkie:

"Fall in. Good results tonight, caught a racing god, and got a brainless fan as a bonus."

The sirens blared again.

The convoy descended the mountain in a grand procession, leaving behind only the lingering smell of burnt rubber and a group of bewildered, trembling teenagers.

In the back seat of the police car.

The girl was still crying, but when she saw "Takumi Fujiwara" in the car window next to her, who was also wearing handcuffs and looked utterly hopeless, her crying suddenly stopped.

Their eyes met through the barbed wire fence.

There was no deep, loving gaze as I had imagined; only endless awkwardness and embarrassment.

This is the "two-way journey" she has always dreamed of.

However, the destination they were heading to was not the wedding hall, but the interrogation room of the municipal police station.