EBE Chapter 463 Never learn your lesson!
Chapter 463 Never learn your lesson!
Yu Tian thought of the entry point on the second floor, so he deliberately left two people on the second floor. He just didn't expect the other party to be so cunning and to pretend to be a cleaner to get away with it.
The book signing was organized in a rush, and they didn't have enough time to check all the staff on site in advance, which allowed the other party to take advantage of the situation.
Han Xi reached out and took Fang Li's hand: "It's nothing serious, don't worry, leave the rest to me."
Xu Fangli grasped his hand in return, and just as she was about to say something, her phone lit up again.
This time, it's a screenshot sent by Wen Yang: [Breaking News! Cat Pear's plagiarism drove the original author's sister to suicide! Her autograph session was marred by a bloody revenge!]
The accompanying photos showed the chaotic scene at the autograph session, along with a tearful Weibo account—a brother seeking justice for his sister. The account owner was none other than Zhao Zhiqiang, the man who threw paint today.
"They're really quick!"
Xu Fangli held her phone and sent a message to Wen Yang without looking up, saying, "I wrote 'The Dream Never Ends' word by word. Where did this so-called original author come from, and why are you even forcing the other party to their death?"
"Only by shifting the blame can one extricate oneself from the vortex of public opinion. This scheme is too clumsy. Just think about who the beneficiaries are, and you can easily guess the mastermind behind it all."
"I know who it is without even guessing. It's either Sheng Qianrui or Yu Minghai. It can only be one of their two families."
After she finished sending the message to Wen Yang, Han Xi snatched her phone and turned it off: "Alright, there's no need to look at those messages online anymore. Trust me, the truth will come out soon."
Fang Li looked up and saw Han Xi's calm expression, which inexplicably made her feel relaxed and at ease.
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In the president's office of Yaoxing Media after the incident.
Sheng Qianrui paced anxiously back and forth in the office, biting her nails as she went, her face full of worry.
The video of Zhao Zhiqiang being taken away by the police was playing on a loop on the computer screen. There were all sorts of comments in the comment section. Although many people had begun to suspect Xu Fangli, she still felt no sense of relief.
"President Sheng!"
Zhang Dechang pushed open the door, his face tense. "You saw the news? The person has been taken away by the police. Do you think it might...?"
Sheng Qianrui slammed her notebook shut: "Stop talking nonsense. Did you leave any evidence when you were looking for someone?"
"should not."
Zhang Dechang frowned. "I went to see him in the middle of the night. There was nobody around at the time, and besides, it was a cash transaction, so there were no records or proof. I just told him that all I had to do was cause trouble. Who knew this madman would come up with such a plan?"
Are you sure no one saw it?
Zhang Dechang shook his head: "Probably not."
Sheng Qianrui pondered for a moment, her tense expression finally easing considerably. She sneered, "What's wrong with this method? I think it's quite good. It's just that Zhao Zhiqiang looks ruthless, but in the end, he's still a bit cowardly!"
Why throw paint at us? We should just throw sulfuric acid!
The ruthlessness in Sheng Qianrui's eyes made Zhang Dechang tremble.
He frowned and said in a deep voice, "What should we do now? Although we have something on Zhao Zhiqiang, there's no guarantee he won't confess once he's in the police station."
Sheng Qianrui pondered for a moment, then went over and locked the door. She lowered her voice and said, "Don't worry. Zhao Zhiqiang doesn't seem like a fool. He knows what's best for him. If he doesn't admit it, he can stay out of it. But if he dares to tell the truth, that would be intentional harm, which is a different matter altogether."
Zhang Dechang nodded.
Sheng Qianrui: "The whole internet is now condemning Xu Fangli for plagiarism and driving people to their deaths. This is our best chance to turn things around!"
A glint of ruthlessness and glee flashed in her eyes. "Go tell the public relations department to contact a few media outlets and set the tone. Say that Zhao Huan committed suicide because she was plagiarized and couldn't wake up from her dream. No matter what the police investigation results are, before the official announcement, we must nail Xu Fangli to the charges of plagiarism and murder!"
Zhang Dechang hesitated, then said, "But... after all, President Xu belongs to the Han family... if we go too far, President Han might..."
When Han Xi was mentioned, Sheng Qianrui's eyes were filled with resentment and bitterness.
"What are you afraid of?"
Sheng Qianrui was both heartbroken and resentful. She sneered, "No matter how capable he is, can he really turn black into white? Public opinion is on our side now. I don't believe he would dare to go against public opinion for the sake of Xu Fangli. In that case, the entire Han family would be dragged down!"
Sheng Qianrui was so focused on the overwhelmingly favorable public opinion that she completely forgot who her opponent was.
All I can say is that after all she's been through, she still hasn't learned her lesson!
At the police station.
After a full day of questioning, Zhao Zhiqiang confessed to his actions, saying that he was just too heartbroken and couldn't bear to see his sister die so tragically, which led him to act impulsively out of anger.
He cried and wailed, saying he knew he was wrong and would never do such a thing again.
Since no one was injured in today's incident, the police could only give him a stern reprimand before releasing him.
As Zhao Zhiqiang walked out of the police station, it was already dark.
The area around the police station was sparsely populated. He spat, glanced back at the brightly lit station, and a smug smile appeared on his lips.
The police are nothing special.
Even if he did it on purpose, what can they do to him?
It hasn't been that long, and he's already obediently let him go!
"You idiot, you think you can catch your grandpa Zhao? Dream on!"
He spat in the direction of the police station, then took out a crumpled cigarette and lit it.
The nicotine instantly filled my lungs, dispelling the musty smell in the detention cell.
Thinking of the hefty reward he had hidden at home, his heart raced. That money was enough for him to squander for a long time!
Zhao Zhiqiang impatiently reached out to flag down the car, wanting to go back.
However, after trying to flag down a taxi for a long time, he didn't see one. Just then, a black Mercedes suddenly drove up from the street corner and braked sharply in front of him.
Zhao Zhiqiang raised an eyebrow, thinking it was someone trying to bribe him.
He was smiling smugly, about to go over, when before he could react, the car door suddenly opened, and two burly men wearing sunglasses grabbed his arms.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
He struggled and shouted, but a black hood was quickly put over his head, and the other person rudely shoved him into the car.
Zhao Zhiqiang shouted and struggled in a panic, pleading for help towards the police station.
He also saw two figures standing at the entrance of the police station, silently watching him being dragged away.
"Director Wen, thank you for your help this time."
Director Wen frowned: "Tell your boss that questioning is fine, but don't go too far. After all, the person was taken away from the police station entrance. Don't make things difficult for me."
Lin Mo smiled: "Director Wen, don't worry, we are all law-abiding citizens and won't do anything excessive. We will definitely let him go back safely after we finish questioning him."
Having been controlled by others the whole way, when they stopped again, Zhao Zhiqiang felt that he had entered a very empty place and that he was being tied to a metal chair.
With his hands tied behind his back and the hood still on his head, nothing could be seen.