Chapter 146 Didn't you not want to move?
Old Liu and Sun Jin, who were standing outside, saw this scene and knew in their hearts that this child was vicious and cunning. If this matter was not properly resolved, it would surely cause even greater trouble in the future.
However, given his background and connections, these people face almost no opportunities to move forward, with pressure coming from leaders at all levels.
Within the judicial system, no one dares to offend those in power and influence, for fear of touching some taboo that cannot be crossed.
Furthermore, as soon as the incident occurred, the bar immediately cleaned up the crime scene, leaving the police with almost no useful evidence when they arrived.
Forget about a not guilty plea; if no evidence can be found, the person will be released.
Wen Jiu looked at Lao Liu as if remembering something: "Did you find any evidence in the wardrobe?"
"It's probably been cleaned up; there's nothing there."
*
The snow outside was falling even harder than when she arrived. Wen Jiu had just come out of the police station when she saw the boy standing at the door.
I don't know how long he had been standing there, but he was covered in a thick layer of snow.
She walked over: "Li Xingzhou?"
Hearing the familiar voice, the boy looked up.
Meeting those spirited eyes, Wen Jiu knew she wasn't mistaken. She frowned and asked, "What are you doing standing here?"
The boy didn't answer her question, but instead asked, "Has there been any result regarding Yiyi's matter?"
"Go back and wait for our news."
She and Sun Jin were in a hurry to go to the bar to investigate, and after saying this to the boy, she turned to leave.
Just then, a voice rang out from behind: "I heard from my classmates at school that Song Yang applied for a not guilty plea. Is he going to be released?"
Wen Jiu paused in her steps.
A few seconds passed.
"The law will not let any guilty person go unpunished."
Watching the two female prosecutors hurriedly get into the car, Li Xingzhou suddenly felt a little hopeful again. Just as he turned to leave, a man in a suit came out of the police station.
"Yes, don't worry, it's all taken care of."
"Yangyang should be released around tomorrow."
...
"Isn't it said that the law will not let any guilty person go unpunished?"
"Or are you excluding the wealthy?"
*
The bar Song Yang went to was a members-only bar, with a basic annual membership fee of 200,000 yuan. Forget about the top-tier ones, ordinary people simply couldn't get in.
As Wen Jiu was figuring out how to get in, she suddenly saw a band getting out of a car.
She let her hair down, took out lipstick from her bag and applied it to her lips, then followed him.
A girl carrying what appeared to be a guitar stumbled as she went up the steps. Wen Jiu bent down to help her lift it.
The girl looked grateful and thanked her.
She smiled faintly, followed him through the door, and then entered the elevator alone.
At the same time, Sun Jin's voice came through the earphones.
"How about it?"
"We're already on the elevator."
Be careful, safety first.
"Um."
As the elevator doors opened, Wen Jiu stepped out and walked towards the private room where Zhiyi had her accident, where she was met by Qin Qing.
She paused for a moment, then turned to hide in a doorway. Little did she know that just as she turned, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside. Their eyes met, and Wen Jiu's mind went blank for a split second.
Before she could react, Xie Tinghe called out, "Little Jiu, what are you doing here?"
"I," she began, but then noticed Xie Tinghe glancing meaningfully into the private room.
She instinctively followed the gaze.
His expression froze when he saw the person sitting in the middle.
Wen Jiu never imagined that Zhou Yanchuan would be in one of the private rooms she had casually hidden in.
The room was bathed in elegant, soft light. He sat in the center of the sofa, his deep-set eyes softened by the lamplight.
Everyone around him was surrounded by women, but he was all alone.
She instinctively wanted to back away, but Qin Qing behind her hadn't left yet. He even glanced at her to prevent her from being discovered. Instead of retreating, Wen Jiu moved forward a little further.
Xie Tinghe was completely baffled.
Zhou Yanchuan's face was not calm the moment the girl appeared at the door.
However, the way he looked at her at that moment was still relatively normal.
He wondered to himself why she had suddenly appeared here.
Some people in the private room also began to wonder about the girl who had suddenly barged in at the door.
She wore a long black dress, her long curly hair was loose, her face was cool and beautiful, and she had a dignified and powerful aura, which did not seem like that of a young lady from this place.
"Tinghe, aren't you going to introduce him?"
Xie Tinghe wanted to introduce it, but he didn't know how to do so at the moment.
"Wen Jiu, check—"
Seeing that her identity was about to be exposed, Wen Jiu pursed her lips, lifted her foot and walked straight towards the person in the middle of the sofa.
Xie Tinghe stopped talking because of her action.
As she did this, the scene fell silent.
No one spoke again; they all stared at her intently.
Under the varied gazes of the room, Wen Jiu stopped in front of Zhou Yanchuan.
His face was expressionless; he simply lifted his eyelids and looked up at her.
He seemed to have no emotions towards her, yet inexplicably gave off a sense of patience.
It was as if they were waiting for her next move.
Wen Jiu clenched her hands and asked, "Didn't you say you were moving today?"
The girl's voice wasn't loud, but it couldn't keep up with the quiet in the private room.
Everyone looked at the person in the center, their eyes filled with shock.
Who exactly is this girl? She went straight for President Zhou right away, and that was the very first thing she said.
As they looked on in surprise, Zhou Yanchuan raised an eyebrow slightly: "And then?"
The group of people were surprised that he would actually respond, and not even deny it; their expressions became meaningful.
"Then...why haven't you called me?"
Zhou Yanchuan paused for a moment, his gaze rising to fall calmly on her face. After scrutinizing her for a few seconds, he parted his thin lips slightly: "Didn't you say you didn't want to move? Why are you in such a hurry now?"
Zhou Yanchuan's words made the atmosphere in the private room even more silent.
Don't want to move?
Or was it President Zhou who took the initiative?
They all looked at the girl in front of them, wondering what kind of background she had that would make such a proud and aloof person willingly take her home.
Wen Jiu was taken aback by his words and paused for a moment, pondering how to respond. Suddenly, he stood up from his seat.
Her gaze followed the person until they stopped in front of her, their upturned eyes filled with a hint of confusion.
Without making a sound, he raised his hand to protect the openwork area at her waist.
"I'm taking her to move, please excuse me."
As Zhou Yanchuan finished speaking, the gazes of those present deepened.
The sudden skin-to-skin contact made Wen Jiu's back stiffen.
He didn't explain further, but put his arm around her and led her outside. The next second after they left, Wen Jiu noticed out of the corner of her eye that there was also a walnut-colored wardrobe in the corner of the room.
She frowned slightly.
When Li Xingzhou told her there was a wardrobe in the room, she wondered why there would be a wardrobe in a bar, and then thought it might be due to the room's decor.
However, to Wen Jiu's surprise, there was also a wardrobe in this room.
"Zhou Yanchuan."
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