Chapter 90 Caught in the Net
Lu Yao's eyes turned cold, and she said softly, "The time has come."
In front of millions of viewers in the live stream, she dialed the police.
"Hello, officer. I'm the host of Chanle. I just got internet access and I just figured out that someone is trading illegal drugs at the Rubik's Cube Bar at No. 32 Bixi Road. The suspect is wearing a navy blue suit and just mixed the drug with orange juice ten minutes ago."
Thirty minutes later.
On everyone's phones, emergency news notifications began popping up one after another.
[Police report] Renowned director Qi Mao was arrested at a bar.
Police released a video of the arrest.
In the surveillance footage, Qi Mao's face, which always wore a refined smile, appeared particularly ferocious under the dim light.
What Qi Mao was holding was the same orange juice that Lu Yao had described.
He was completely unaware that he had been reported.
After completing the transaction of illegal drugs at the bar, he leisurely selected his prey for the night.
He quickly spotted a girl with an elegant demeanor, and carrying a bottle of drugged orange juice, he approached her with ill intent.
Little did he know that the person he had his eye on was none other than Li Ran, an undercover police officer who had come specifically for him after receiving the emergency call, disguised as a police officer.
Li Ran took the orange juice, took a light sniff, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
The orange juice was set aside; it was crucial evidence. Then, with lightning speed, Qi Mao's wrist was twisted behind his back, and a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw was executed.
Qi Mao was immediately subdued and thrown to the ground like a dog face down.
The sound of sirens grew louder as Qi Mao was shoved into the police car in a disheveled state.
He will face multiple charges and spend the rest of his life in prison.
The barrage of comments exploded instantly:
[The metaphysical livestream suddenly turned into a legal livestream, but I still love watching it.]
Qi Mao is incredibly audacious; he even drugged an undercover police officer!
[Wow! That policewoman's over-the-shoulder throw was even cooler than in an action movie! I'm in love!]
[The anchor's brilliant strategy led to Qi Mao being caught red-handed. I'm in awe of you!]
[Wang Ziying is so pitiful. She was really drugged and then cyberbullied like that. Sigh.]
The screen was instantly flooded with comments like "What goes around comes around," "Thank you, streamer," and "Wang Ziying, I'm sorry."
...
Sun Zhang's wife was named Liu Jing.
That evening, she was at home, having dinner with some close friends, preparing for a movie night.
During the movie selection process, opinions differed.
Some people want to watch comedy movies to relax, while others want to watch thrillers to get their adrenaline pumping.
One of the girls suddenly said, "Have you guys ever watched the live stream when the internet was first connected in the millennium? It's like a movie, full of ups and downs. I can't help but hold my breath every time I watch it."
"Oh? How so?" Liu Jing hadn't seen it.
"Haha, the last episode was about a gigolo who staged his own kidnapping of his biological daughter just to provoke his wife into having a second child. It was really entertaining."
Liu Jing frowned; this kind of man had absolutely no bottom line.
He disrespected his wife's choices and ruthlessly kidnapped his daughter.
She was grateful that she had met Sun Zhang, who gave her enough respect and understanding.
Liu Jing's curiosity was piqued, and her professional screenwriter's keen insight made her raise an eyebrow, "Were these all calculated by the anchor?"
"Yeah, it's even more exciting than a script. The police were even in the live stream. After the host figured it out, he arrested the scumbag on the spot."
Liu Jing was very interested in this kind of convoluted plot, thinking that maybe she could get inspiration to write a metaphysical script. "When will the broadcast start? I want to watch it too."
My best friend glanced at the time on her phone and said, "It'll be around this time."
So I opened the app and entered the live stream room.
Unexpectedly, the host said that today's destined person is Wang Ziying!
—The name of the woman whom her husband, Sun Zhang, called a "fake accident victim."
The smile on Liu Jing's lips suddenly froze.
As a childless couple, Sun Zhang underwent sterilization surgery with her personally by his side.
She also personally signed the surgical consent form and helped Sun Zhang organize all the information related to the sterilization surgery.
Wang Ziying insisted that Sun Zhang had violated her, and Liu Jing had no liking for this woman whatsoever.
The best friends secretly glanced at Liu Jing's expression and whispered, "Why don't we just watch a movie instead?"
Liu Jing sneered, "No need. I'd like to see what other arguments Wang Ziying has up her sleeve. Is this streamer a real Taoist priest or not? If she tries to whitewash Wang Ziying without distinguishing right from wrong, I'll report her."
When the anchor said that Sun Zhang had given Wang Ziying banned drugs, Liu Jing was already prepared to call her uncle at the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television to ban this shameless whitewashing anchor.
But when the anchor continued, saying that Sun Zhang had secretly undergone hysterectomy, Liu Jing's expression suddenly changed.
Last year, Sun Zhang did indeed go to the United States, ostensibly to attend a film festival.
After returning to China, Sun Zhang kept complaining of lower back and abdominal pain and took a period of rest.
"...The surgery report is in the third drawer of his study."
Before the anchor finished speaking, Liu Jing stood up abruptly and headed towards the study.
The sisters looked at each other in bewilderment and then followed behind her.
Sure enough, in the third drawer, Liu Jing's trembling fingers touched a hidden compartment, and an English surgical form burned her eyes like a branding iron.
The anchor's voice was still reaching Liu Jing's ears.
"...Six months later, he had an illegitimate child with his mistress..."
Liu Jing's vision went black for a moment.
She always thought she had met the right person. They both worked in the film and entertainment industry and had endless topics to talk about. Sun Zhang also respected her choice to remain childless and took the initiative to undergo sterilization.
When did it rot?
Or perhaps it was always rotten, but she just didn't notice because he was too good at pretending.
The sisters helped Liu Jing to sit on the sofa and rubbed her head.
Just then, the sound of a key turning came from the entrance hall.
Sun Zhang has returned.
He still acted like a doting husband, and when he saw Liu Jing's best friends were all there, he smiled and asked, "Is it another movie night?"
He also noticed the strange looks from the others and, not understanding why, tried to ease the tension by holding up the item in his hand. "Jingjing, look what I brought you! Your favorite Basque cake. Come and eat it with your sisters while you look at it."
Liu Jing walked over and threw the surgical consent form at Sun Zhang's face.
Sun Zhang's mind went blank, and the moment he saw the surgery consent form, his face turned deathly pale.
"Jingjing, let me explain."
Liu Jing slapped Sun Zhang hard across the face, leaving a red mark on his left cheek from his wedding ring.
Still not satisfied, she kicked him in the groin with precise and ruthless force.
Sun Zhang was in so much pain that he rolled on the ground, curling up like a shrimp.
The sound of sirens came from afar; the police had arrived.
Qi Mao has been arrested, and Sun Zhang, as Qi Mao's accomplice, cannot escape either.
Liu Jing watched coldly as Sun Zhang was taken away, then dialed a phone, "Mom, Dad, I want a divorce from Sun Zhang. I'll personally tell Uncle in a bit."
...
Both perpetrators have been apprehended.
Lu Yao's gaze fell on Wang Ziying's gradually relaxing brows on the screen.
When the live stream ended, the number of viewers on the screen remained at two million.
Lu Yao turned off her phone. The three copper coins on the table were still warm from her touch. She walked to Wang Ziying's bedroom door and gently knocked.
A moment later, the door clicked open, and Wang Ziying's face peeked out from the crack, her eyes slightly red.
Tears weren't tears of grievance, but of relief; a light finally returned to her swollen eyes.
"Thank you, anchor," Wang Ziying sniffed. "It turns out that when the truth is told, it really feels like a huge rock has been lifted from your heart."
Lu Yao smiled, "The truth should be seen."
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