Lin Shi gave a mocking laugh. "Who else could it be?"
"But it's not like I don't have an emergency plan. When the time comes, I'll have to trouble warmhearted citizen Yan Xianjue to remember to bail me out of the police station."
Yan Xianjue: "???"
"Wait, what?"
However, no one answered him anymore.
After saying that, Lin Shi had already hung up on his own.
Yan Xianjue: "..."
Yan Xianjue angrily ended the call and called Ji Xi instead.
His tone was less than pleasant. "See what's going on with Lin Shi. Did he go crazy again or something?"
Ji Xi, who was working overtime until his vision went dark: "...How would I know about him?"
That was what he said, but his body was honest enough to start looking into it anyway.
Actually, there was no need to investigate much, because he saw the news the very next second.
He summarized, "A Lin Corporation car sent to pick someone up from the foundation got into an accident. Three dead, sixteen injured. Lin Shi sent the car, and he's been taken away for questioning."
He had barely finished speaking when Yan Xianjue had yet to open his mouth.
"Wait, there's another one."
"Lin Lang made a public response, saying Lin Shi is his nephew. He's young and inevitably hot-blooded, and he got into a brief argument with the workers. He hopes everyone will be more forgiving toward him."
Yan Xianjue: "..."
"So the police haven't even investigated yet, and Lin Lang has already confessed Lin Shi's guilt for him online. Is that what this means?"
Ji Xi answered with solemn schadenfreude, "Mm."
Yan Xianjue: "...Your schadenfreude is way too obvious. How did you manage to convey such complicated emotions with just one word?"
Ji Xi said, "Try working overtime