"Mom," Ji Lu called out softly, his throat dry.
"Xiao Lü, I'm entrusting this to you." Ji's mother looked at Ji Lü and continued.
“Okay,” Ji Lü nodded in response.
With just one word and one look, he understood what his mother meant.
After saying this, Ji Lü walked to Ji Fei's room, sat down in front of the computer, and began to operate it, while Ji's mother went downstairs.
Downstairs, Zhang Xiaoai was still counting how many things she had stolen from their house over the years.
"And that little teapot with the protruding spout, a small piece of sandalwood, and that tiny antique vase... and then... and that was it."
"That's all, Mr. Ji, please forgive me."
Zhang Xiaoai sobbed, her face full of regret.
"Only that? You've stolen a total of twenty-odd things over the years, and you call that only?"
"We don't know how many items were missed, so there are definitely more than twenty items."
Ji's father almost laughed out of anger at Zhang Xiao'ai.
She's only worked for the Ji family for a few years, and she's already stolen so much. And now she has the nerve to say that's all she has?
Isn't that enough?
If the police are called, she'll be in deep trouble.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoai lowered her head and dared not utter a sound.
As Uncle Ji said, if you count carefully, there are definitely more than twenty items.
She listed what she remembered; she couldn't recall what she didn't remember.
If you count carefully, there are definitely more than twenty items.
She never expected that he, who usually seemed so muddle-headed, would be so sharp and clever at crucial moments, and not so easily fooled.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Ji's father raised an eyebrow.
Who is it at this critical juncture?
"Honey, open the door. It's probably the police," Mrs. Ji said.
She called the police as she was going downstairs.
I never expected that living close to the police station would have such an advantage; they arrived shortly after I hung up the phone.
Father Ji obediently said "okay" and did as instructed.
"Police, police?" Zhang Xiaoai was terrified when she heard the word "police".
She exclaimed in surprise, "No, Madam, didn't you say you'd let me go as long as I told you obediently? I already told you obediently!"
"That's what you think. I never said I would let you go," Ji's mother said coldly.
Throughout the entire ordeal, she only asked her to tell what had happened before, never saying that she would be let go once she told the truth.
Zhang Xiaoai's expression instantly turned ferocious and ugly. "You, you lied to me!"
As soon as Zhang Xiaoai finished speaking, she rushed towards Ji's mother.
After opening the door, Mr. Ji turned around and saw this scene, shouting loudly, "Wife!"
Even the police behind him were startled, their expressions turning serious.
However--
Snap—
The crisp, clear sound came once again.
This time, it was even louder and the blow was even heavier than the last time.
Unable to withstand the force, Zhang Xiaoai stumbled back a few steps and fell to the ground.
Ji's mother's fair, jade-like hands were red and swollen, and her sharp eyes stared at Zhang Xiao'ai, who was sitting on the ground, stunned.
“If you’ve only stolen small things and trinkets, I can fire you and let it go, considering how hard you’ve worked over the years.”
"But you shouldn't have helped Jiang Yichen, and you shouldn't have attacked my Xiaofei!"
Ji's mother said coldly, but her heart felt as if it were bleeding.
When he heard Li Chengdao mention "life-saving money" on the phone.
What Jiang Yuan said was true.
At that moment, she really wished she could go to Jiang Yichen and exchange her life for his.
Her precious little Fei was killed by these people!
Jiang Yichen is the murderer and the mastermind, while Zhang Xiaoai is an accomplice!
How could she possibly let Zhang Xiaoai go?
Others say she is gentle and kind-hearted, but she only uses her kindness on the right people.
Zhang Xiaoai, a person who betrays her own people, should be punished by law. She must pay the price for everything she has done!
"I... I only exchanged a few bills... and stole his handwritten manuscript. I... I didn't do anything to harm the young master," Zhang Xiaoai said innocently, covering her face.
How did what she did harm Ji Fei?
Hearing Zhang Xiaoai's stubborn words, Ji's mother sneered.
She's still pretending.
"It's alright, you'll know what you did wrong once you get to the police station," Ji's mother said coldly, her eyes sharp.
The pitiful look on Zhang Xiaoai's face vanished instantly, replaced by a pale complexion.
She still wouldn't let her go!
"Officers, here's a recording of Zhang Xiaoai admitting to stealing my things. As for evidence, I'll have someone retrieve the video right now." Upon hearing his wife's words, Mr. Ji quickly looked at the police behind him, handed them his phone, and continued.
Zhang Xiaoai has stolen so many times, it's impossible that she could have gotten away with it every time, even without the surveillance cameras. Now he's having people retrieve the video footage.
The police officers took the phone, nodded to Ji's father, and then walked up to Zhang Xiaoai and led her away.
Another police officer accompanied the Ji family's security guards to the monitoring room to retrieve videos from the past six months.
Several times, Zhang Xiaoai was seen acting suspiciously, as if she was holding something.
The police made a copy of the suspicious parts and then returned to the police station.
Actually, the recording of Zhang Xiaoai admitting to stealing is enough to give her a hard time, but if there is video evidence, it could extend her sentence by several years.
On the other hand, Ji Lü unlocked and released his brother's locked post on Tieba, which was "Nightmare" that he had written when he had nothing else to do. He then used his own Tieba account to bump the post.
Within two minutes, the post started to attract traffic.
Jiang Yichen is currently in the eye of the storm, with many people suspecting that the writing style of his novels is inconsistent and that there is plagiarism involved.
Some people who are curious and haven't read Jiang Yichen's novels will definitely search for them online.
He unlocked the post written by his brother, so that netizens can also find the post when searching online.
Once they find the post, they will discover that the text in the post predates the publication of Jiang Yichen's "Nightmare" by a considerable amount of time.
Reporters are now focused on Jiang Jiachao. They've dug up most of the other things, and they've confirmed them all. But regarding the plagiarism of Jiang Yichen's novel, they can only conclude that the writing style is different in the beginning and end, but they have no evidence to say that it's plagiarism. They can only say that it's suspected plagiarism.
Adding the word "suspected" to the equation implies uncertainty.
What they want is to confirm it.
This confirms that he did indeed plagiarize the novel!
As soon as the post was pushed to the top, reporters immediately followed, as if they had caught wind of something.
For them, finding out whether the person who posted "Nightmare" on Tieba was Jiang Yichen was an extremely easy thing to verify.
In less than half an hour, the reporters discovered that the owner of this Baidu Tieba account was Ji Fei, the eldest son of the Ji family who had passed away many years ago.
Although the Baidu Tieba account was registered using his mother's ID card, judging from the likes and comments the account made, it was indeed Ji Fei using it.
This Baidu Tieba account also followed the Baidu Tieba forum of the school Ji Fei attended.
The school had invited Ji Fei to be the school's publicity ambassador and tagged Ji Fei in the comments of the video, referring to the account that his childhood friend had written.
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