Now We're in Trouble

"Are you the victim?"

Police Officer Zhao revealed a meaningful smile.

He thought to himself that Yan Dongxu was quite interesting, and Xu Yiyi was an explosive first-tier celebrity.

If this happened, the impact on Xu Yiyi should be the biggest.

But if you look closely at this matter, it was really Xu Yiyi who illegally entered the premises.

What Yan Dongxu said also made sense.

"Alright, alright. No problem, you can leave. I'll contact you if the follow-up investigation yields any results."

Police Officer Zhao was too lazy to say much more.

Having been sent out on a mission early in the morning, she hadn't even had the chance to eat breakfast yet.

Already prone to low blood sugar, she was now feeling faint and dizzy.

"Got it. Thank you, officer." Yan Dongxu politely waved goodbye and took the bus home.

Just as he arrived at his front door, before he even had a chance to look at his sister, his phone suddenly rang.

"Hello? Who is this?"

The call came from an unfamiliar number, so normally he wouldn't have answered.

But after what had happened today, he thought it might be someone from the police station, so he picked up.

"This is the police station, you're Yan Dongxu right?"

"Yes, that's me."

"Good, where are you now? We need to investigate something with you."

"Huh? Didn't you just finish investigating? I just left the police station and got home."

"So you're home, got it. Don't go anywhere. There will be police coming by soon to pick you up."

"Ah? What's going on?" Yan Dongxu was full of questions, unclear about what exactly had happened.

In less than twenty minutes, the police car appeared downstairs again.

Police Officer Zhao and several policemen got out of the car and walked over with stern expressions.

"Sorry, but you're now implicated in a missing persons case. Please come back with us for questioning."

"Missing persons case? No way, right? Who's missing? Don't tell me it's Xu Yiyi?" Yan Dongxu was at a complete loss.

"That's right. No need to cuff you, just get in the car quickly."

Police Officer Zhao was equally helpless. Who could have expected so many mishaps first thing in the morning.

She had only just started eating her steamed bun when she received the report of a missing person.

The call was from Xu Yiyi's assistant. She said she had just called Xu Yiyi to ask where she was.

Then after more than ten minutes passed with no answer, she called over a dozen times with still no response.

Finally when the call connected, a man's voice came through.

The frightened little assistant hurriedly called the police, worried something might have happened to Xu Yiyi.

Back at the police station again, upon hearing the reason he was brought in, Yan Dongxu was so angry he wanted to curse.

He seemed to be a huge scapegoat, inexplicably implicated.

The woman went missing, what did that have to do with him?

It wasn't as if he had kidnapped her.

Although she didn't say anything, Police Officer Zhao's attitude of "better to wrongfully kill a thousand than let one slip by" had already surfaced.

After all, he was very easy to suspect right now.

He waited in the interrogation room for several hours until noon, when a police officer brought him a boxed lunch and a bottle of water.

Yan Dongxu didn't know how much longer he would have to wait until after 4pm when the door to the interrogation room finally opened.

"Sorry, we've gotten to the bottom of this now. The matter of Xu Yiyi's disappearance has nothing to do with you. Thank you for cooperating with the police investigation."

Police Officer Zhao stood at the door with an apologetic look on her face.

"So what exactly happened?"

Yan Dongxu breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking as long as it wasn't about him then all was good. He sure had terrible luck today.

"The taxi driver that Xu Yiyi called was problematic."

"Halfway through the ride he recognized she was a big celebrity, and got indecent ideas. He said the road ahead was closed and they would have to take a detour, then drove out to the suburbs."

"With few people around, the driver intended to assault her. But he didn't know Xu Yiyi was a black belt in karate, highly proficient in grappling and self-defense."

"They scuffled for a bit before she got the upper hand, but her phone got smashed in the process."

"In a panic, the driver sped off, abandoning her in the unpopulated suburbs. Later she finally managed to flag down a passing car and called the police."

"We apprehended the perpetrator driver after 1am."

"Because interrogation and various checks take time, we couldn't let you go until we were sure of the facts. So we kept you until now. Let me apologize again."

After hearing how things really went down, Yan Dongxu said there were no hard feelings.

"Don't worry about your sister. At lunchtime I had an officer go to your home to deliver food, and bought her a popsicle too. The little one ate very happily." Police Officer Zhao said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yan Dongxu felt a warm current flow through his heart.

Although he was worried about his sister, he knew the precocious child could take care of herself and would just find something to eat in the snack box if hungry.

Since losing their parents, the two siblings had become self-reliant and learned to take care of themselves.

"Thank you. It's almost night time, I have to get back to stream, otherwise I won't make this month's hours. I'll get going first."

Yan Dongxu hurried home.

His sister was sprawled on the couch, wrapped in a blanket and fast asleep.

He carried her into her room, afraid his streaming would wake her later.

Gently closing her door, he started today's stream.

Checking the entertainment news first thing after going live, unsurprisingly, Xu Yiyi's incident today had not made it online.

The company had probably suppressed it. This kind of negative press would impact the artist's image.

If they did release it, it would only be after careful consideration of the pros and cons.

"Thanks to Little Kitty for the greatsword. Thank you, kitty sis."

【You look so haggard?】

"Haggard? To be honest, if you had gone through what I did today, you'd look haggard too."

【What, did you go get a foot massage?】

"I did not. Don't say nonsense. If I went for a foot massage, would I have the energy to stream tonight?"

【You're too modest, I feel you.】

"I'm not modest at all, don't talk nonsense, there are so many female fans here."

Yan Dongxu had his usual banter with the bullet screen comments.

【Just tell us what you were up to and I'll give you a rocket!】

"Hahaha, kitty sis, you're curious too huh. Really can't tell you guys."

"All I can say is it was a big deal. Wait for the news, when it breaks I'll chat with you guys about my fantastical experience today."

【What could have happened that would make the news? Little Yan Yan you've changed.】

"It's a secret, a secret. Should we jungle random or queue with another streamer to duo stream today?"

...

The stream continued late into the night, ending at 1am.

Checking his earnings after ending the stream, Yan Dongxu was very satisfied.

He ordered some delivery food, and while waiting for it to arrive, he took a hot shower to unwind.

The food soon arrived, and after eating his fill, drowsiness hit and he fell straight asleep.

He slept exceptionally soundly that night, even having an erotic dream.

When he groggily opened his eyes and saw the beautiful face before him, he sucked in a breath, frozen in place.

"Of..Officer Zhao. Wake...wake up, Officer Zhao."

He nudged her to try and rouse her awake.

The sleeping Police Officer Zhao let out a soft murmur, seeming mildly annoyed.

The next second her eyes shot open.

As if electrified, she bolted up in the bed, staring incredulously at Yan Dongxu.

Yan Dongxu was shocked to see Police Officer Zhao dressed in a piglet pajama set.

For a moment he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his scalp tingling.

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