A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

Illegal intrusion into national computer information systems?

A major criminal case?!

These words, uttered by the police officer, sounded both unfamiliar and terrifying.

Wei Jing looked at them in disbelief.

His mind went blank for a moment, and his ears were ringing.

Wei Jing, who always prided himself on being a genius, had just been lecturing others from his superior position when the police suddenly came knocking on his door!

"No...impossible! You must have made a mistake!"

He subconsciously took the summons, looked at the words on it, and then shook his head vigorously.

"I'm a math student at Kyoto University! I've been preparing my thesis and doing mathematical modeling competitions at school these past few days. I haven't touched any national system whatsoever! Officers, have you got the wrong person?!"

The plainclothes officer leading the team remained expressionless. "Whether you've found the right person or not, you know best. You know Qian Wei, right?"

Wei Jing's heart sank.

He had originally thought that Qian Wei should make a move.

result--

He actually got arrested?!

What happened?!

Wei Jing clenched his teeth, knowing that the police definitely had evidence to prove that he had contacted Qian Wei, and there was no point in denying it now.

"I do know someone named Qian Wei."

He feigned ignorance, saying, "But we've never met, much less done anything illegal together!"

Wei Jing handed the documents back, saying, "If you want to convict me, please show me the evidence!"

"Mr. Wei," the officer in charge interrupted him, "you have the right to hire a lawyer to provide you with legal assistance during the investigation. But now, please come with us."

"I...I need to make a phone call." Wei Jing's voice was a little dry. "I need to contact my lawyer."

"Okay, we'll give you a chance to make a call once we get to the station." The officer remained expressionless. "Let's go."

"Officer," Xie Qingyang stepped forward, "I know Wei Jing. He's an outstanding student, and I believe there must be some misunderstanding here. I've met Director Chen of the Dongyang branch a few times; if it's convenient for me to..."

The officer in charge turned his head.

Xie Qingyang smiled at him, "Besides, isn't there some misunderstanding? Wei Jing is a math genius that Peking University is focusing on cultivating, and he's going to represent the university in an international exchange program. If he's taken away by you like this, it will have an irreversible impact on his reputation and the university's standing. Do you think you could..."

The officer shook his head.

He didn't know the young girl in front of him, nor did he feel he needed to.

"Madam," the officer said calmly, "if you believe the person in question has been wronged, you can file an appeal through proper legal channels after he hires a lawyer."

"I just wanted to—"

"Madam," the officer paused, "this case is a major case supervised by the Municipal Public Security Bureau, involving the security of key national information systems. No one has the right to interfere. Please step aside."

Xie Qingyang's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

Wei Jing was sandwiched between two police officers, one on each side. His expression changed several times, gradually calming down from the initial fear and confusion.

It seems they are already thinking of a solution.

Jiang Chu, resting her chin on her hand, watched from the side and couldn't help but sneer, "...Tsk tsk, acting upright and honest, not doing anything against moral principles, so it turns out they went to break the law."

Wei Jing glared at her, his eyes blazing with fury.

But he didn't have time to express his anger; he was seizing every moment to come up with reasons to minimize his responsibility during the interrogation later.

"take away."

The officer tilted his head slightly.

A metallic clanging sound rang out.

The handcuffs, gleaming with a cold, silvery light, were tightly fastened to Wei Jing's wrists.

The group left.

The scenic restaurant fell silent once again.

Jiang Chu couldn't help but chuckle, "...This is really interesting, even more fun than watching a movie."

She put down her juice glass and looked at the empty stairwell with a pleasant gaze.

Xie Qingyang frowned. "Are you happy?! Wei Jing used to be your boyfriend, and now he's your classmate—"

"I'm so happy," Jiang Chu turned her head, "because seeing justice served and the wicked punished—isn't that something to be happy about?"

Xie Qingyang said calmly, "Wei Jing was taken away to assist in the investigation. You don't need to say such things."

"I just want to say," Jiang Chu said, showing no mercy, "you should take a look at the kind of friends you've made. They're all criminals, the one in front wants to kill someone, the one behind threatens national security—"

Xie Qingyang's face darkened. "Jiang Chu!"

"...Birds of a feather flock together." Jiang Chu rolled her eyes. "People are grouped by their kind."

Xie Qingyang took a deep breath, and for the first time in his life, he felt an urge to hit someone.

but--

Although she occasionally works out, it's obvious to anyone that she can't beat a muscular dance student.

Jiang Chu didn't seem like someone who would willingly take a beating.

No matter how she manages to deal with her in the future, at this moment, she really has no way to deal with this guy.

Xie Qingyang gritted his teeth and left.

The remaining rich kids looked at each other in bewilderment.

They never imagined that things would take such a dramatic turn.

The way everyone looked at Jiang Chu became even more complicated.

...Was everything that just happened related to this woman?

Or is it just a coincidence?

Considering the extremely professional movements of those bodyguards, is the man behind Jiang Chu really just an ordinary nouveau riche?

"Why are you looking at me?"

Jiang Chu blinked. "Is there anyone else trying to cause trouble? Or who wants to speak up for their friend?"

The rest of the group: "..."

What's the point of saying anything more?

They grabbed their belongings and fled the scene with varying expressions.

At the same time, Xie Qingyang sat in the back seat of the car, staring blankly at his phone screen.

She remembered that a few days before the lecture, Wei Jing had asked her for a picture of the car, seemingly wanting to find out who owned it.

Could it be... because of this?

As she pondered this, she scrolled through her contacts.

I first called an acquaintance at the Beijing Municipal Public Security Bureau.

"Uncle Liu, hello, I am Qingyang... Yes, today Wei Jing, a junior of one of my dad's friends who is studying at Peking University, was taken away by the Dongyang Branch Cyber ​​Security Brigade."

Xie Qingyang spoke vaguely.

In fact, Wei Jing's parents did not know Xie Jing at all, and they would never have any interaction with him.

"Could you help me find out what happened? There must be some misunderstanding..."

"Oh, Qingyang!" The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone sounded extremely enthusiastic. "How's your father's health lately? Don't worry, leave this to me. I have connections at the Dongyang branch of the police station; I'll call and ask around for you right away. I'll get back to you as soon as I have any news!"

"Thank you, Uncle Liu!"

After hanging up the phone, Xie Qingyang felt a little more at ease.

Then she made several more phone calls.

They were all asking for help from wealthy second-generation heirs and elders in the circle. As soon as they heard that it was the young lady of Tianyu Group personally asking for their help, they all readily agreed, patting their chests loudly.

however.

An hour has passed.

The car had already entered the city's third ring road, and the streets outside were becoming increasingly congested. My phone remained silent, without receiving a single reply.