Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Being Smeared
Jiang Miaomiao spoke rapidly: "Lu Yao brought a wolf into the house and was gang-raped by the people she brought back."
"What are you saying?" Song Qitong was stunned for a moment, but clearly did not realize the sound that had just woken her up.
Jiang Miaomiao strained to gather the rope, trying to find a foothold against the wall, and spat out each word almost between her teeth, "They also took our room's spare key! Now that they've found you're home, they're not going to let you go, so you'd better come with me!"
Song Qitong had never experienced anything like this before; her mind was completely blank, unsure whether she was frightened or still half asleep.
Seeing that she still didn't move, Jiang Miaomiao gritted her teeth and, risking a fall with one arm unable to support her weight, decided to free one hand to pull her up. But the balcony was three meters above the ground, and Song Qitong retreated repeatedly: "You don't mean I have to climb down like this with you? No way, I'll fall to my death!"
“I’ll protect you! If you don’t leave, do you want to stay here and be…” Jiang Miaomiao remained silent, the outcome of which was obvious.
They even ostrich-like hypnotized themselves, thinking that this place values human rights and is an immigrant paradise in the eyes of countless people, so how could rioters appear so easily?
Is Jiang Miaomiao joking?
And you're going to climb the stairs with this tattered rag? What if the rope breaks and you fall and get injured or maimed?
Jiang Miaomiao shouted urgently, "Hurry up and go!"
"Qitong, I brought some friends back. Why don't you come out for a drink?"
Lu Yao's voice suddenly came from the living room, "Oh, by the way, I've discovered that Jiang Miaomiao, who moved in the day before yesterday, is really something else. She seems as cold as ice, but just now she was trying to seduce my boyfriend? When I caught her, she got angry and embarrassed, and now she's hiding in her room. I don't know what she's up to. Hey, my friends are going home later. They have to get up early tomorrow to make a business deal that could earn them thousands of dollars in a minute. Do you still want to meet a rich husband?"
"I'm coming right away!" Song Qitong responded quickly and loudly.
It has to be said that the two of them were able to be roommates harmoniously because they naturally shared certain views, such as men, money, and pleasure. However, Jiang Miaomiao, who moved in temporarily, never communicated with them and instead became the object of their daily resistance.
She didn't bother to think it through. "Let go of me! I'm not falling for your tricks! Even if you're going to court death, don't drag me down with you. I want to live a long and prosperous life."
"At a time like this, you're still thinking about men?" Jiang Miaomiao urged, almost losing her temper: "She's trying to trick you into going out!"
"...Then how come you still have time to tie the rope slowly?"
Song Qitong pointed to the escape rope she had made by hand, and then, as if on cue, exclaimed, "If something really happened, why didn't you save her while you were saving me?"
She disdainfully shook off Jiang Miaomiao's hand.
Unintentionally, this caused Jiang Miaomiao's suspended body to sway.
Jiang Miaomiao was thrown off balance and fell heavily to the concrete ground. A sharp crack echoed as her ankle bones broke, causing her to wince in pain.
Jiang Miaomiao tried to move, but she couldn't lift her left arm; it was probably dislocated.
She didn't speak, but looked up at Song Qitong with an almost pitying gaze, and at the men who had quietly appeared behind her, grinning maliciously.
Song Qitong tried to shirk responsibility, but several hands suddenly covered her mouth from behind and quickly dragged her into the house.
...
The foreign man stubbed out his cigarette and stood on the balcony, glaring at her menacingly.
In contrast to his extremely vicious gaze, Jiang Miaomiao's gaze was extremely cold and fearless!
Her face was deathly pale, and she glared at him fiercely.
Unlike Jiang Miaomiao, this person didn't dare to jump down directly; instead, they turned around and went to find the stairs.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Miaomiao staggered to her feet and quickly limped away.
The night wind was cold, and she ran straight down the main road. But America is not like China; as night fell, the streets and shops gradually closed, and the streets were deserted. She finally found a convenience store with some people moving around, and when she turned back, the man was already close behind.
Jiang Miaomiao rushed into the shop, grabbed someone, and pleaded, "Please help me, someone is trying to rob me!"
The shop owner, who was about to solicit customers, suddenly stopped smiling and looked outside in confusion, only to find that a fierce-looking man was indeed rushing towards them.
His heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively felt fear.
Jiang Miaomiao caught this sentiment and changed her words: "That guy seems to be on drugs. He was hitting and robbing people on the street. I'm just a student passing by, and he tried to rob me even though I didn't have any money, let alone you who run a shop and collect money! Do you have any knives or guns in your shop? If so, take them out quickly as a precaution, otherwise he might go crazy and kill people..."
She was trying to drag the convenience store staff into this mess with her words.
The convenience store owner reacted slower than her, mistakenly thinking he might also be in danger. Fearing she might go berserk and rob him, he quickly called for other employees to help. After thinking for a moment, he actually pulled a pistol from the counter drawer, loaded it with bullets, and quickly pulled the trigger.
The man stormed into the convenience store, only to be startled and forced back by the dark muzzle of a gun.
"Hands up and step back! Don't come in!" the boss shouted bravely, but his hands were still trembling with nervousness.
The other party gave Jiang Miaomiao a fierce look, then reluctantly turned and ran away.
The shop owner breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put the gun back in its place, but Jiang Miaomiao suddenly asked him to lock the shop door immediately. He was puzzled; after all, everyone had left, and closing the door now would disrupt normal business operations.
Jiang Miaomiao didn't waste any time and immediately pulled out all the cash she had on her and gave it to him. "Close the door!" she insisted.
Money makes things easier.
The shop owner forgot that Jiang Miaomiao had said she had no money and ran to close the door. But the moment his hand touched the gate, a fist came flying at him, hitting him squarely on the nose, causing him to clutch his face and crouch down in pain.
The robber hadn't left at all; instead, he took the opportunity to ambush him, yelling, "You fucking dare to point a gun at me?!"
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Help! Help!"
Insecticide aerosol and baguette?
Well, they belatedly realized that their weapons were utterly inadequate.
Intimidated by the other party's menacing approach, the two retreated in fear.
Only Jiang Miaomiao remained still, quickly retrieved the gun that had just been put away, and aimed it at him: "Don't move!"
The man was furious, but then he remembered how difficult it was for people of Chinese descent to obtain gun licenses, and thought that Jiang Miaomiao, being a bookish Chinese girl, probably wouldn't know how to use a gun. So he resumed his steps after pausing.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Miaomiao advanced instead of retreating, taking a step forward and hooking the trigger as she did so, her one-handed grip on the gun as steady as a seasoned pro. "American law allows individuals to legally own guns. Do you think I can't shoot, or that I'm afraid to shoot?"
"..."
The enraged man stopped abruptly. He truly couldn't bear to let Jiang Miaomiao go, but then...
He carefully observed Jiang Miaomiao's expression, trying to glean something from it.
But she was too calm, without the slightest hint of weakness, which made him wary.
This woman is no ordinary person.
He dared not take the risk.
The roles of the two have been completely reversed.
Jiang Miaomiao now knew he couldn't even think about escaping, and her hand holding the gun didn't tremble at all.
In reality, she not only didn't have a gun license, but she also didn't know how to fire a gun; all her actions were simply a perfect imitation of the convenience store owner from before.
Because she didn't expect the convenience store employees to risk fighting him, she could only rely on the gun in her hand to intimidate him.
The convenience store owner then realized he needed to call the police, and the police arrived quickly and arrested the man on the spot.
Jiang Miaomiao pressed them to tell her if they had dispatched officers to the short-term rental apartment area, and the police said they would set off immediately.
She called the police more than twenty minutes ago, and she's only setting off now? Jiang Miaomiao's heart sank.
The glass door reflected her Asian figure, while the convenience store owner standing next to her, clarifying the source of the gun, was white.
She suddenly realized.
"You just wait! This is our territory, and I'll never let you get away with this once I get out!" The man was handcuffed and put into the police car, but he still didn't forget to threaten her. Jiang Miaomiao looked up and coldly and fiercely raised her middle finger at him.
The man immediately flew into a rage, and the police, unable to contain themselves, beat him until he dared not utter another sound.
...
After being tossed and turned until the wee hours of the morning, Jiang Miaomiao, dragging her left hand and right leg in casts, sat like a fossil at the hospital entrance.
The injuries that needed to be examined were examined, and the statements that needed to be taken were taken. Now she was waiting, waiting and waiting, until finally a police car arrived and helped the two girls who were crying uncontrollably down.
She watched as the doctors and nurses pushed out two empty beds and pulled Lu Yao and Song Qitong into the emergency room.
Reality is not like a TV drama.
During the time between her escape from the apartment and the arrival of the police, the criminals did not stop committing their crimes.
The police said that when they arrived at the scene, the two Asian girls were being subjected to inhumane torture and were on the verge of a mental breakdown. After medical examination and treatment, they needed to request the intervention of a psychologist. Finally, they asked her again, "Are you sure you don't need a psychologist?"
"I really don't need it," Jiang Miaomiao shook her head.
The police then asked her if she wanted to visit her two roommates.
Jiang Miaomiao shook her head again: "I'm not familiar with them. If I go, I doubt your psychologist will be able to calm them down."
"Why?" the policeman asked, puzzled.
Jiang Miaomiao smiled and said, "I guessed... It's human nature to be flawed."
After saying that, she dragged her heavy body to the hospital to arrange a ward to sleep in.
**
The next day, early in the morning.
Jiang Miaomiao asked her teacher for sick leave and spent the whole day in Jiang Si's room working on her graduation project.
Jiang Si was unaware of last night's terrifying ordeal, but she keenly noticed that the woman's typing speed was less than half of what it was yesterday, which suggested: "Is your left hand injured?"
How did you know?
"I'm not deaf."
Jiang Miaomiao glanced at her left hand, which was covered in a cast, and hummed in agreement. "After all, it's not in my own country."
Jiang Si smiled but remained silent.
Her attending physician and a nurse knocked on the door and came in, right on time to remove the gauze.
Jiang Miaomiao made way, and while waiting, she checked her emails:
The email has been marked as "99+" unread messages.
She was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that people she knew, people she barely knew, people she didn't know, and even people she had a falling out with were all sending her emails asking how she was doing.
Kind people and acquaintances will ask if you're okay, if you need help, and where you are.
Those who were malicious and strangers mocked, "Wasn't it great? You deserved to wait."
She frowned, picked out her boyfriend Sui Yupeng's email first, and found that he had forwarded two links. She anxiously asked if she was okay.
One was a video link on a website, showing the foreign man wantonly playing with her underwear and coat in her short-term rental bedroom last night, making all sorts of provocative gestures. There was also a female voice with an Asian accent recording the video, accompanied by the foreign man's various lewd remarks. She claimed to be the bedroom owner, "Jiang Miaomiao," and responded with all sorts of wanton words.
Another link is a police announcement about a group of drug-addicted gang rape perpetrators arrested last night. From the photos at the scene, most of the people had their faces blurred, but some of the pictures of the main house are exactly the same as the "Jiang Miaomiao's bedroom" in the video above.
In summary, rumors are circulating at HF School and online that a gifted student named Jiang Miaomiao had a chaotic private life and ultimately suffered the consequences, being gang-raped.
"..." Jiang Miaomiao thought, how could those people secretly open her bedroom and still put on such a big show?
Her teachers and classmates initially didn't believe it, but both links specifically mentioned "Jiang Miaomiao from HF School," and given that Jiang Miaomiao's daily attire was monotonous, consisting mainly of plain-colored hoodies and jackets, similar to the clothing style this foreign man was into, they couldn't help but become worried.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Si, her eyes now bandaged, was squinting at her. Upon closer inspection, she noticed her niece's injuries to her hands and feet were quite severe. She paused, then chuckled, "Wow, wow, so that's how you got into this state? Who did this?"
Instead of answering, Jiang Miaomiao asked the doctors and nurses beside her, "Can her eyes now normally come into contact with electronic screens and other objects?"
The doctor replied, "In principle, there is no problem, but since the transplant was just completed, it needs a little time to adapt, so it is a little sensitive to light. Just remember not to overuse your eyes for the next two weeks."
Jiang Miaomiao nodded, watched the doctors and nurses leave, and then handed the video on her phone to Jiang Si.
Jiang Si glanced at the contents, still smiling, but now with a cold sneer. "My dear niece, what exactly is going on?"
“Good people need to restrain themselves, but bad people have endless ways of humiliating others.” Jiang Miaomiao calmly put her hands in her pockets, her tone as casual as if she were talking about the weather: “I called the police last night and sent everyone to jail. Judging from the time this video was first posted, it was before I asked it to be deleted, so it was probably posted by that woman… but I really hope I’m wrong.”
"Why?"
“At times like this, I even suspect that the ‘poor’ victim will be struck by lightning.”
Jiang Si chuckled softly, her eyes, which had just regained their sight, possessed a depth as profound as an ancient well: "So, what do you want to do?"
“Let’s go check on them first,” Jiang Miaomiao replied. “Lend me your wheelchair. You’re not blind now, but I’m disabled and have difficulty moving around.”
Jiang Si pushed the wheelchair over to the bedside, her voice revealing a hint of approval: "I hope you can handle this matter properly and not make me a laughingstock."
Surprisingly, Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes: "My mouth isn't just for show."
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