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Seeing how frightened I was, Lu Qixi quickly came over to comfort me.
"Xiao Fu, don't worry, Yu Xu hasn't reached the point of being charged with a crime yet. What I just described was the worst-case scenario."
My vision was blurry, but I knew that crying like this would be useless, and I had to calm down.
I am aware of the consequences of a traffic accident.
If we get caught by the police, in addition to lawyer fees, there will be increased car insurance premiums, repair costs, community service fees, and various funds... These are all miscellaneous expenses that an ordinary family cannot afford, so Yu Xu and I drive very carefully.
Not to mention that the accident was caused by the use of banned drugs, which could not only lead to imprisonment but also potentially affect his studies.
I believe Yu Xu; he's not that kind of person at all.
Yu Xu has been an outstanding person since childhood. He understands what he should and shouldn't do.
"Can I see Yu Xu now?" I asked Lu Qixi.
She glanced at her watch. "I'm afraid it's not possible now. We'll go to the police station as soon as it opens tomorrow morning. At least we can find out the details of the accident. If we can get the contact information of that young master Jiang's family, that would be even better. Maybe we can try to reach a pre-trial settlement."
I nodded. Although I was extremely anxious, there really wasn't a better solution at the moment.
Despite Lu Qixi's strong urging for me to rest, I couldn't sleep at all. As soon as it was light, I drove her to the police station.
Before I knew it, the sky had turned gloomy again, and the scenery outside the car window was rushing by.
Lu Qixi was contacting her senior classmate who had become a lawyer. I had never been so focused on driving before, staring intently at the traffic lights in front of me.
The parking lot in front of the police station was full of cars. I carefully drove in while looking for a parking space. I backed the car into the space, which was quite close to the black Aston Martin next to me, but I didn't care about backing up anymore. I opened the car door and rushed into the police station with Lu Qixi.
I can't speak, and the police can't understand sign language either, so I rely entirely on Lu Qixi to help me communicate.
She was a top student at the state university's law school, so she was naturally more professional than an outsider like me. After the police saw our identification, they invited us to the conference room and explained the case.
Yu Xu's blood alcohol content was close to zero, and he passed the test perfectly.
However, he had a drug in his body that could make people excited. It was usually used by students to boost their mental strength before exams or to stay up all night. Normally, people would just take a little and turn a blind eye to it, but the amount of this drug in Yu Xu's body was extremely high, exceeding the normal level.
There were no witnesses at the scene, and the police arrived half an hour later. When they got there, Yu Xu and Jiang Mingzhuo were both unconscious, and the car was completely wrecked.
Therefore, the police initially suspected that he was incapacitated after taking drugs and that the car accident occurred while he was in a state of confusion.
Because Jiang Mingzhuo was just wheeled out of the emergency room this morning, the Jiang family has no intention of accepting a settlement. Moreover, considering Jiang Mingzhuo's status, Yu Xu's case will probably not go to trial until next month. During this period, he will have to be imprisoned and no one will be allowed to visit him.
I quickly shook my head, took out paper and pen, wrote it down, and handed it to the policeman: "He never touches those things."
The policeman sighed deeply. "What did he do last night?"
I was taken aback and told her that Yu Xu had gone to a class reunion.
The police officer looked knowing. "I understand the family's feelings, but the measurements don't lie. Besides, it was a young people's party, so it's normal for him to have eaten too much."
"Did you ask the people who attended the party with you?" I refused to give up and wrote another sentence on the paper, "At least the people there can testify that Yu Xu didn't touch it."
As soon as I finished speaking, I noticed the policeman's expression change slightly. He seemed about to say something, but then held back.
The air seemed to freeze, and I bit my lip, revealing a wronged expression.
I am well aware of the power of my appearance on men. Although I have no idea what I look like when I am weak and pitiful, my half-crying look always makes many people, especially men, lower their guard.
"Please..." I held back my tears and wrote a few words in his palm.
Even without looking in the mirror, I know I look pitiful.
After a long silence, he finally spoke, “Last night’s gathering wasn’t the kind of ordinary classmate reunion you’re thinking of. Without orders from above, we have no right to investigate. Besides, the organizers of the gathering said they had nothing to do with it, and your boyfriend didn’t even show up at the gathering.”
I was stunned.
He offered me a few more words of advice, but clearly wouldn't tell me anything else. My mind was spinning; I hadn't figured out how to prove Yu Xu's innocence.
Visiting the police station only made me feel more desperate.
My tears had dried on my face, and the cold wind outside made my skin feel tight and painful. My gaze was fixed on the dark ground in front of the police station.
"Xiao Fu".
I looked up and met my friend's worried gaze. I raised my hand, hesitated for a moment, and then gestured to Lu Qixi: "I want to find out who hosted the banquet last night. Yu Xu told me that I was his high school classmate, so the pool of potential candidates is very small. I want to ask him to testify in court. And then... I want to pull up the surveillance footage of yesterday's banquet. I don't believe Yu Xu would lie to me."
Her eyes lit up. "Then I'll go with you!"
"You've already helped me enough, and besides, you have class this afternoon. You should go ahead." I shook my head.
Lu Qixi has a heavy workload, with countless papers and assignments due at the end of the semester. I really don't want to bother her anymore.
Seeing how determined I was, she had no choice but to reach out and hug me, encouraging me: "I'll contact the senior after class, and tell me what you find."
Watching Lu Qixi leave, until her figure disappeared into the subway station, I felt my eyes sting and my heart ache.
Yu Xu has always been the one protecting me; I have never suffered such injustice before.
turn out to be.
For the first time, I realized that I had been sheltered for far too long. I rubbed my eyes, walked to the parking space, and got into the car.
As I was driving the car away with the engine starting up, I suddenly heard a "bang".
What happened? I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt, opened the car door, and saw that the headlight of the Aston Martin that was originally parked next to my car had been knocked off.
This money-laden car is fragile and extremely expensive to repair.
Although I really wanted to bury my head in the sand and run away, I knew that the car owner would find me through the surveillance footage sooner or later. So I could only wait patiently in the parking lot. It was very cold, but the car owner was nowhere to be found. I stomped my feet in place and finally left the car owner a note.
"Hello, I can't speak. This is my phone number. Please add me as a friend and I will reimburse you for the repair cost."
I tucked the note into the car door and went home.
I took Yu Xu's high school yearbook out of the cabinet. I spent the whole night looking at it, but I found nothing. Yu Xu's high school was an ordinary public school in New Jersey. Most of the students there came from ordinary families like him, and none of them had such extraordinary abilities.
I changed my approach.
Yu Xu is a good student. In high school, he often participated in short-term training for various competitions, and he visited the Empire State several times.
Perhaps the person who invited him was his classmate in the competition.
The next morning, I contacted Yu Xu's former high school teacher. In the meantime, while she was sending me the list via email, I opened Instagram again, found Yu Xu's account, and started looking for the people he was following.
Using December 22 as the keyword, I clicked into every account to check and searched for tags related to classmate reunions on that day.
Yu Xu followed more than 300 people. My fingertips were almost numb from scrolling on the iPad. Finally, I found a clue in an account called Alex.
Two Cosmopolitan cocktails, no one is in the picture.
Happy birthday, Yong Ge!
It appears to be inside a very upscale pub, with large floor-to-ceiling windows at the back, offering endless views of the night, creating a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere.
I couldn't help but zoom in on the photo. On the side of one of the wine glasses, a watch was reflected, exuding a strong sense of mechanics and science fiction. It was Richard Miller's White Mask.
Yong?
I quickly opened my email and glanced at it, and saw the high school math league competition held in Empire State six years ago.
The participating students wore blue T-shirts and each wore a white number tag. Standing next to Yu Xu was a boy who was much taller than him. He was very good-looking, very tall, with broad shoulders and handsome features. His short hair made his features very deep.
The T-shirt, which would make an ordinary person look thick-waisted and broad-shouldered, looked incredibly cool and handsome on him, completely overshadowing the teenagers in the photos next to him.
Xie Yong.
Suddenly I remembered something and quickly opened the official website of the Empire State government.
Sure enough, his father, Xie, as a Democratic representative of the Empire State, took the lead in shoveling snow in the blizzards these past few days and called on citizens to join him. I had seen the news and knew that his father was running for mayor and was determined to win the position.
It's him! I was probably too nervous; my palms were sweating and my breathing became rapid.
The next day, I told Lu Qixi about my discovery. She confirmed my guess and soon after, she found someone on the Imperial University forum to buy Xie Yong's class schedule and sent it to me.
"You can buy this?" I asked her curiously, typing on my laptop.
“He has a lot of suitors. His classmate has been selling this stuff since he was in college and he’s almost graduated with a master’s degree,” Lu Qixi said. “But I heard from the students there that he doesn’t get angry when so many people come to his classroom to see him. Maybe if you talk to him about Yu Xu, he’ll agree to it soon.”
Me: "Yeah, I saw he has a general education class this afternoon, so I'll go find him."
After closing my laptop, I carefully wrote a letter to Xie Yong.
My relationship with Yu Xu... The difficulties Yu Xu is facing now are written together with my wish for him to prove that Yu Xu not only attended the banquet that day, but also did not touch anything. I found an envelope, put it in, and put it in my bag.
After doing all that, I looked at myself in the mirror.
My hair is naturally curly and reaches my waist. I tried to gather it up, but then I felt that tying it up would be too assertive, so I just left it down without styling it.
I rarely wear makeup, but I haven't slept well these past two days and haven't been eating much, so I do look haggard. I put on some foundation and lipstick, and I looked much more vibrant in the mirror. I thanked the game's designers again in my heart for giving me a beautiful appearance that makes people feel at ease.
There are quite a few wealthy people at Imperial University, and many students drive to school, so parking spaces are not easy to find. By the time I parked my car and found my classroom, there were only a few minutes left before class started.
The arched classroom, with its varying heights, was already full of students. As soon as I entered, I noticed that many people's eyes were focused on me.
My gaze lingered in the classroom for a moment, and then I spotted the man sitting in the first row.
He was wearing a black trench coat and looked extremely low-key, but his outstanding temperament and physique made him a truly radiant figure.
In addition, Xie Yong's skin was too cold and too pale, so I immediately noticed the Richard Miller badge on his wrist.
I instantly focused all my attention. Holding the letter, I slowly walked to Xie Yong's side.
The seat next to him was empty, and he was surrounded by several men of similar age, who were chatting with him like stars around the moon, but none of them dared to sit down next to him.
In the back rows, there were some young and beautiful girls whose gazes were fixed on him.
As I approached, one of them whistled.
The others looked up at me in twos and threes, their eyes filled with the excitement of watching gossip.
Perhaps there were too many people at school who were close to Xie Yong. He was sitting there texting, too lazy to even look up. His expression was somewhat indifferent, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp and aggressive, but he wasn't the kind of person who was extremely flamboyant and arrogant. He looked like he had a great sense of superiority.
Unable to speak or utter a word to remind him, I could only look at the person next to him and sit down beside him.
"You've got guts." The man who had been whistling spoke again, raising an eyebrow to remind Xie Yong, "Brother Yong, someone's coming."
Xie Yong put away his phone.
I saw that his sharp eyebrows furrowed slightly, a very slight hint of displeasure, just a tiny bit.
For a respectable person like him, that was enough to show his displeasure.
He turned to look at me with a unique arrogance and haughtiness.
Our eyes met in mid-air, and I didn't dare delay, so I handed him the letter.
He confiscated the money, but spoke calmly and casually, his tone condescending yet imperious.
"I already have a girlfriend. Do you think it's appropriate for you to do this?"
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