"You weren't harmed, and they didn't make any actual contact with you. We can't determine why they were chasing your car," the police officer said. "So for the time being, we have no grounds to open a case."
"I understand." Cheng Lang nodded. He looked pitifully at the officer on duty and said, "But the two of us were really terrified. It was so late at night, and we're both honest, well-behaved students. How could we have ever experienced something like this—"
Before he could finish, another officer who had been sizing up Cheng Lang and Shen Huaiyu suddenly said, "I remember now. I was wondering why you two looked so familiar! You're the two people from that online video, the ones collecting a debt outside the art museum, aren't you?"
"That was us." Cheng Lang nodded.
The other officers suddenly remembered as well. "That's why! So it was you two."
The officers, overflowing with justice and sympathy, immediately said, "We all heard about that. You two were really pitiful. Good thing you got your money back."
"Exactly! If we hadn't gone through it ourselves, who would've thought there were such shameless people in this world? They even bullied poor students with no parents." Cheng Lang said miserably, "So, Officer Uncle, Officer Sister, we definitely aren't paranoid. We really were being followed."
The officers exchanged looks. Though they didn't quite understand the connection between the two matters, they still comforted Cheng Lang and Shen Huaiyu while patiently explaining that without evidence, they truly couldn't open a case.
"I know there's no way to open a case without evidence, and I won't cause trouble for you officers." Cheng Lang took a deep breath and asked anxiously, "I suddenly remembered that I was so scared when I came to report this that