The next day.
Jiang Chiyan drove to work at the law firm.
The moment he got out of the car, a cold gun muzzle pressed against his side. "Lawyer Jiang, come with us."
Jiang Chiyan felt that perhaps he had some sort of affinity with the police station.
He had only just left it last night, and now, after going around in circles, he was back again.
Inside the interrogation room.
Jiang Chiyan crossed his legs and gave the two young police officers across the table an indifferent glance.
One of the young officers across the table held a document and flipped through two pages. "Lawyer Jiang, we received a report."
"A female judge accused you of getting her drunk and forcing her to have sex with you."
"Afterward, you threatened her with compromising photos to make her rule in your favor in the cases you handled."
After listening, Jiang Chiyan gave a languid "Oh" without denying anything.
The two officers exchanged glances and asked him, "Don't you have anything to say in your defense?"
Jiang Chiyan raised his eyes. "Do you have a formal decision to open a case? A criminal detention order? Any evidence?"
The two officers took out the documents and handed them to him.
Jiang Chiyan finished reading them at an unhurried pace, then suddenly looked at the surveillance camera overhead. "If you're avenging Chu Luo by using dirty tricks to smear me, stop hiding... Minister Chu."
The interrogation room door opened.
Chu Luo's father, Minister Chu, walked in wearing a police uniform.
Minister Chu's gaze was icy. He looked at Jiang Chiyan and said with absolute certainty, "You're the one who hurt Chu Luo."
Whenever Minister Chu thought of his son lying in the hospital, his blood nearly sucked dry by mosquitoes, he wanted to kill Jiang Chiyan.
Seeing that the camera had been covered, Jiang Chiyan remained unruffled and even smiled. "The mosquitoes simply favored your son."
Minister Chu's eyes were filled with malice.
He raised his hand, slammed a document down in front of Jiang Chiyan, and ordered with a cold sneer, "Sign it."
Jiang Chiyan glanced at it.
It was a written confession.
Signing it would mean admitting that he had gotten the female judge drunk, forced her to have sex with him, and then threatened her with compromising photos...
Then he would have to spend the rest of his life in prison.
Jiang Chiyan smiled, his expression indifferent. "No one can order me around."
Minister Chu did not want to waste words on him and pressed him aggressively. "Either you sign and ruin your future, or... I'll have someone loosen up your muscles right here in this interrogation room, Young Master Jiang."
"An electric chair, a stun baton, a whipping—which would you prefer, Young Master Jiang? Take your pick," Minister Chu said sinisterly, trying to intimidate Jiang Chiyan.
After hearing him out, Jiang Chiyan let out a low, chilling laugh. "Only children choose. Adults take them all, of course. But... do you dare?"
Minister Chu froze.
Jiang Chiyan smiled. "Coercing a confession out of a lawyer? Minister Chu, I admire your courage."
After a pause, he picked up the empty teacup in front of him and added, "Sorry for the trouble, Minister Chu, but have your subordinate make me a cup of tea. Pu'er, about seventy percent of boiling temperature."
"Jiang Chiyan!" A viper-like malice surfaced in Minister Chu's eyes. "This isn't your backyard!"
Minister Chu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Pointing at Jiang Chiyan, he ordered, "Watch him. Don't let him sleep for forty-eight hours, and don't give him food. Let's see just how tough Young Master Jiang is!"
Forty-eight hours passed...
Jiang Chiyan leaned lazily against his chair, tapping his fingertips against his knee.
His beautiful, alluring fox-like eyes were bloodshot.
Forty-eight hours without sleep.
Forty-eight hours without food, with only plain water.
Jiang Chiyan remained calm.
The system's voice sounded in his mind.
-[Host, are you really planning to stay here until you're completely spent?]
Jiang Chiyan smiled and said inwardly, Of course not.
-[Then can you still get out when you're trapped here?]
Jiang Chiyan replied, A few more days of confinement will firmly establish the charge of abuse of power against Chu Luo's father.
A cold gleam surfaced in Jiang Chiyan's eyes. If you cut the weeds without pulling out their roots, they'll grow back in the spring breeze.
Still, Jiang Chiyan felt a faint worry.
If Xiao Cheng noticed that he was missing, his concern might cloud his judgment, and he would probably lose his composure.
Jiang Chiyan had guessed correctly.
Xiao Cheng had already flown back to the Demon Capital overnight.
Lu Ting picked him up at the airport.
After Xiao Cheng got into the car, Lu Ting said worriedly, "Lawyer Jiang has seriously offended Chu Luo's father. Xiao Cheng, no one can save him now."
The entertainment industry's award-winning actors and actresses looked glamorous.
But before power, they were nothing.
Xiao Cheng said nothing.
He opened his computer. There was only a white cursor on the pitch-black desktop.
Xiao Cheng's fingertips flew across the keyboard, and strings of code flashed across the screen.
A blood-red window popped up.
Xiao Cheng entered his username and password.
[Account/nickname: Kill] [Password: ... (can't be bothered to pad the word count)]
The instant he logged in, several messages popped up on the screen.
-[Kill, you're back!!] -[Kill, are you unable to resist that... urge to drink animal blood again?] -[Kill, that condition of yours that makes you irritable when you can't drink blood is so awful.]
Xiao Cheng replied flatly: [Either shut up or die.]
In an instant, the world went quiet.
Xiao Cheng closed his eyes briefly, suppressing the agitation in them.
It was true, though...
He had not touched fresh blood in a long time.
Xiao Cheng pressed the keys and typed a line: I need you to take action and break someone out.
However.
Before Xiao Cheng could press send, someone knocked on the car window beside him.
Xiao Cheng turned his head and heard a man's voice. "Mr. Xiao, our boss wants to see you."
Xiao Cheng asked, "Who is your boss?"
The man answered concisely, "Jiang Yun."
Xiao Cheng stiffened slightly.
Jiang Yun.
Jiang Chiyan's father, Jiang Yun.
(Xiao Cheng's condition will gradually improve. Please give him a little time, my dears. Neither Xiao Cheng nor Jiang Chiyan is the perfect male lead, but I think this kind of beauty, with flaws and imperfections, is the most real.)