You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Jiang Che's face remained expressionless, but the disgust in his eyes deepened.

He used to think that even though Zhang Yang was a jerk, at least he was a big shot at school and someone who could be considered a big shot.

I never imagined that his actual character was so rotten.

As for Lin Wanwan, she completely redefined his understanding of the word "shameless".

The thought that he had ever pursued such a despicable person made Jiang Che feel as if he had drunk a bellyful of Ganges water, making him so nauseous that he wanted to vomit.

Judging from the situation, Zhang Yang and Lin Wanwan will no longer reveal any valuable information.

Jiang Che had lost patience with these pointless insults.

He now understands that this scumbag and the bitch are just two grasshoppers bound together by their own interests.

Now that the rope has broken, everyone is desperately trying to climb up by stepping on each other.

After regaining his senses, Jiang Che turned to the old policeman beside him and said, "That's enough, officer. Let's go in."

"it is good."

The old policeman nodded, then took out the key and inserted it into the lock.

With a "crack," the iron gate was pushed open heavily, slamming against the wall with a dull thud.

The argument inside stopped abruptly, and the two people inside simultaneously turned to look at the doorway.

When Zhang Yang saw that it was Jiang Che who had entered, the fierceness he had been cursing just moments before vanished instantly, replaced by a look of wild joy as if he had seen his own father.

They called him "Brother Che" so affectionately: "Brother Che! Brother Che, you've finally arrived!"

If Zhang Yang hadn't been handcuffed to the interrogation chair, Jiang Che had no doubt that he would have knelt down at Jiang Che's feet.

He frowned and walked inside. When Zhang Yang saw him approaching, he became even more agitated, leaning forward desperately, making the handcuffs clang loudly against the iron chair.

While Lin Wanwan was still in a daze, Zhang Yang preemptively struck, complaining to Jiang Che, "Brother Che, listen to me, it's all a misunderstanding! It really is a misunderstanding!"

"I really didn't want to do this! I was tricked by this bastard! I'm a victim too, Che-ge!"

Looking at Zhang Yang's fawning and groveling appearance, Jiang Che saw no trace of the arrogance he had shown in front of him just a few days ago.

At this moment, Lin Wanwan, who was sitting on the other side, also realized what was happening.

The moment she saw Jiang Che, her eyes lit up, as if she had grasped at the last straw.

But then she remembered the murderous look Jiang Che gave her when Su Qinghe, that madwoman, stabbed her at the back door of the hospital.

Fear and hope intertwined and spread across her face, causing the muscles on her already dirty face to twitch and twist constantly, making it extremely uncomfortable to look at.

"Jiang Che... Jiang Che, listen to me!"

Lin Wanwan's body trembled uncontrollably. She tried to tell Jiang Che the truth in broken sentences: "Su Qinghe, that blind woman, was faking it! She was faking it!"

"She stabbed herself! It really wasn't me! That madwoman grabbed my hand and stabbed herself in the stomach; she was trying to harm me! Don't believe her, Jiang Che!"

"What's all the noise about!"

The old policeman's head was throbbing from the two arguing. He sternly shouted and slammed his baton heavily on the iron table as a show of force.

"This is a police station, not a marketplace! Let's talk this out!"

Lin Wanwan shrank back in fright, but her eyes remained fixed on Jiang Che, tears streaming down her face as she muttered, "It wasn't me."

Jiang Che never once looked directly at Lin Wanwan.

He followed the veteran policeman to the interrogation table and sat down, then said calmly, "Officer, could you please read Su Qinghe's statement to these two?"

Upon hearing this, the veteran policeman nodded, then opened the folder and took out the statement he had just made at the hospital.

"Since the suspect, Lin Wanwan, keeps dwelling on this issue, I'll just read the victim's original words."

The old policeman cleared his throat and glanced at Lin Wanwan and Zhang Yang.

"The victim, Su Qinghe, confessed that the knife wound to her abdomen was inflicted by herself and had nothing to do with the suspect, Lin Wanwan. At the time, the suspect, Lin Wanwan, was in a state of extreme panic, but had no intention of harming anyone."

After he finished speaking, there was a two-second silence in the interrogation room.

Lin Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then burst into a sharp laugh as if she had won the lottery.

"Hahahahaha!"

"I told you so! I told you it was that madman who stabbed him!"

Lin Wanwan laughed until tears streamed down her face. "Jiang Che, did you hear that? She confessed! The police said she confessed!"

"Now you believe me, right? I've been framed! I didn't hurt anyone!"

Lin Wanwan naively believed that as long as she proved that she had not harmed Su Qinghe, she would have already turned the tables.

But is this really the case?

Jiang Che couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Lin Wanwan's almost manic and irrational state.

idiot.

Did she really think that as long as she wasn't the one who stabbed him, she could just swagger out of that door?

"Have you laughed enough?"

After Lin Wanwan's laughter subsided, Jiang Che looked at her with a half-smile.

He looked at Lin Wanwan as if she were an idiot. "Lin Wanwan, are you ignorant of the law?"

The smile that had not yet completely faded from Lin Wanwan's face instantly froze at the corner of her mouth.

"What do you mean?" Her heart skipped a beat.

"No charge of intentional injury," Jiang Che said slowly, holding up one finger. "But what about kidnapping?"

Then he extended his second and third fingers.

"What if it seriously disrupts social order?"

"What about 'picking quarrels and provoking trouble'?"

With each crime Jiang Che slowly uttered, Lin Wanwan's face involuntarily paled a little more.

"I..." Lin Wanwan stammered, "I was... I was just joking around with Su Qinghe..."

"Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Che sneered, "Do you even believe that yourself?"

"First, you sent people to scout the way the night before, then you used a false fire report as cover. You went to such lengths to abduct someone from the hospital, and you call this a joke?"

"Lin Wanwan, do you think I'm stupid?"

Lin Wanwan was already panicking. Facing Jiang Che's cold gaze, she quickly shifted the blame to Zhang Yang, who was standing to the side. "That...that wasn't my doing! It was Zhang Yang! Yes, it was all Zhang Yang's doing!"

"Bullshit! Brother Che, don't listen to this bitch's nonsense!"

Zhang Yang didn't give Lin Wanwan any chance to shift the blame. The moment the blame was thrown at him, he immediately parried it with a swift movement of his sword.

"It was her terrible idea! She said Su Qinghe is your darling, and if you kidnap her, you can definitely squeeze a lot of money out of you!"

"I was completely bewitched to listen to her!"

Zhang Yang now had only one thought: to save his fellow Daoists from death.

Lin Wanwan was immediately unhappy when she saw that the blame had been shifted back to her, so the two of them started their previous pointless dog-eat-dog argument again.

But Jiang Che clearly had neither the patience nor the time to appreciate their boring drama.

He frowned and coldly interrupted their conversation, then, under their gazes, slowly raised his finger and pointed to the door behind him.

"I stood outside the door for more than ten minutes, and I now know the whole truth of the matter."

At this, the expressions on their faces completely changed.

Jiang Che first slowly turned his gaze to Zhang Yang, whose face was covered in cold sweat. "Zhang Yang, you're something else."

"You're drowning in high-interest loans, too afraid to ask your family for money, so you've set your sights on me?"