Chapter 166 - Chapter 166: Chapter 144 This web novel writer gets too much, right? (Please subscribe) (1/2)
Chapter 166: Chapter 144 This web novel writer gets too much, right? (Please subscribe)
A police car sped out of Modu Airport, racing down the wide and straight roadway.
Lin Chuan was sitting in the police car, looking out the window at the skyscrapers of Modu gradually coming into view, showcasing the city’s splendor, but they quickly receded from sight and disappeared.
The police car’s windows were closed, keeping the outside wind from coming in.
Feeling a touch suffocated, Lin Chuan also couldn’t help sighing inwardly, “Modu’s really welcoming, to send a police car just for me straight from the airplane. How nice!”
The police car weaved through the bustling streets and soon arrived at the Modu Police Station.
The layout of the Modu Police Station wasn’t much different from that of the Anling Police Station: the reception hall, various function rooms… But as Lin Chuan looked around, he couldn’t help but think of Shen Qianqian, Xia Qingqing, Zhang Biao, Hu Daqiang, and others.
It felt more like home at the Anling Police Station.
Here, there was not a single familiar face.
The only thing that comforted and warmed Lin Chuan was the continued presence of Youyou, his very responsible editor, who had accompanied him from the airport to the police station.
Originally, Lin Chuan had asked her to help with the luggage and head to the hotel first, but Youyou had been worried and followed along.
Lin Chuan even reassured Youyou, “Don’t worry, Youyou. I’m just writing books. As for that illegal trading of cultural relics, it has nothing to do with me.”
“I know you write books, but whether it’s proper or not, I’m not so sure about that?”
Youyou pouted her mouth and gave Lin Chuan a few more glances, a trace of worry flickering in her eyes.
It was precisely because she knew what kind of books Lin Chuan wrote that she was concerned.
Are any of those books respectable?
Oh dear, please don’t have a criminal record!
Lin Chuan’s mouth twitched, and he chuckled sheepishly to himself, thinking, it’s not my fault, if it’s about being improper, that’s the system’s doing, not mine. I’m absolutely proper!
“Comrade Lin Chuan, please come with us to the interrogation room,” Officer Chen approached.
Lin Chuan nodded, then followed Officer Chen into the interrogation room.
By now, it was afternoon.
The sunlight slanted through the gaps in the curtains, scattering golden specks that danced on the floor, and the plant on the windowsill shone a particularly vibrant green, its leaves twinkling with dew in the gentle breeze.
After completing the routine information registration.
Officer Chen sat across from Lin Chuan and inquired, “Lin Chuan, do you know a person named Bai Yang?”
“Bai Yang?”
Lin Chuan’s face slightly froze, and his brows furrowed, “Yes, I know him. He’s one of my readers. What’s happened to him?”
Officer Chen smiled and explained, “The situation is this: he is currently suspected of being involved in illegal trading of cultural relics. He claimed that he learned how to create counterfeit bronze ware from your novel and successfully forged a ‘Taotie Pattern Wine Vessel.'”
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