Chapter 178 - Chapter 178: Chapter 150: Absurd Talk? (Please Subscribe) (2/2)
“Old Bai, don’t rush. The police comrades have only preliminarily determined it, and our responsibility hasn’t been established yet. I have a feeling this matter isn’t so straightforward. There might be a twist, right?” Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow, smiled, and suggested.
“Bro, I trust you.”
Old Bai looked at Lin Chuan and nodded.
“What about Youyou?” Lin Chuan asked.
Old Bai lifted his hand and pointed toward the front door of the police station.
At that moment,
Youyou wore a thin white shirt and a dark blue A-line skirt, her petite figure huddled, arms wrapped around herself, rubbing her arms and then her calves in an attempt to warm them, but the chill lingered, only growing stronger.
“Youyou,” Lin Chuan walked toward her quickly and called out gently.
“Lin Chuan!”
Youyou saw Lin Chuan approaching and the originally somewhat despondent look on her face immediately broke into a smile, her eyes shining like the first streak of dawn piercing the clouds and falling to the ground.
But her smile and the brightness in her eyes didn’t last long and slowly faded away.
They were replaced by feelings of self-reproach and desolation.
“Don’t worry, it’s all right,” Lin Chuan said, comforting her as he saw what was going through Youyou’s mind.
“Listening to what that police officer said, I just felt so nervous. It seems we can’t escape being connected with this matter,” Youyou gently lifted her face, pursed her lips, blinked, and her eyes quickly reddened with tears threatening to spill out.
She was just a humble editor.
She had never even entered the doors of a police station before, not to mention being taken into an interrogation room as a suspect.
Moreover, after accidentally toppling over that artifact and facing a high amount of compensation, she might even end up in prison, her psychological defenses on the brink of collapse.
It could only take an instant before they gave way.
In front of her, Lin Chuan seemed like the only lifeline she could cling to while adrift at sea.
Seeing Youyou in such a pitiful state, Lin Chuan couldn’t help but feel a twinge of compassion.
Not only had Youyou given him the utmost support in online literature, but she also went out of her way to be hospitable when he first came to Modu, and she was willing to accompany him to attend the “International Artifacts Repatriation Ceremony.”
Lin Chuan knew she might not be interested in the event.
But for his sake, Youyou still willingly accompanied him and was very supportive of Lin Chuan.
And now, an event that could possibly have been a deliberate plot had embroiled her, and Lin Chuan felt somewhat guilty.
Then,
Lin Chuan raised his hands, gently brushed Youyou’s eyes, and wiped away the tears, revealing a smile, “Don’t cry, okay? Your makeup is almost running, and you’ll turn into a little tear-stained cat.”
Youyou’s slightly weary face showed a hint of grievance as she pouted, “Who’s crying?”
“No crying, no crying,” Lin Chuan continued wiping Youyou’s eyes with his shirt sleeve, smiling, “This isn’t your fault, and that fake artifact is too complicated. We might just be two scapegoats.”