Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 82 - 082 All parties are furious, Episode 723 [2 updates]

Chapter 82: 082 All parties are furious, Episode 723 [2 updates]

Khor Peiqing didn’t expect Ye Wanlan to have heard the news broadcast. She was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned her head, "Huaijin, something has happened. I couldn’t stop her; she’s on her way here now."

"What?!" Lin Huaijin was now somewhat panicking, "She’s still in school, we absolutely can’t get her involved in this."

He had Ye Wanlan and Lin Wenli stay far from the old residence precisely because, even if he was indeed charged with this serious crime, the children would at least still have Lin Weilan’s protection, and he could be at peace.

"Ms. Khor Peiqing, please cooperate with our investigation," the police asked Khor Peiqing to sit down at another table. "Has your husband been acting unusually recently? Has he argued with anyone?"

Khor Peiqing calmed down, and she said lightly, "Our family does not seek any trouble with the world, but there are a few who have chased us down."

The police officer’s expression grew serious, "Who?"

"The Qin Family, the Zhou Family, the Sheng Family, the Xu Family, and the Fang Family."

The names of the Five Great Families of Jiangcheng came from her mouth, and she remained calm as ever.

Khor Peiqing then said, "The Zhou Family forced my niece to be their mistress, and the Qin Family broke my niece’s hand. It’s not impossible that they hold a grudge."

Several police officers exchanged glances, feeling somewhat startled, realizing that this matter might be extraordinary.

"We will continue to investigate, but unfortunately, the current biggest suspect is still Lin Huaijin. We must take him back to the interrogation room."

Khor Peiqing’s heart tightened, "I want to go too. I’ll wait outside."

**

In the Aston Martin, Yan Tingfeng also took his place in the passenger seat, "Don’t rush, calm down first."

"Yes, I know," Ye Wanlan said calmly. "Impulsiveness causes the brain to enter a state of stasis; in this state, it’s impossible to think things through."

She would not let herself become impulsive.

Rong Yu, who was crammed into the back seat, was still somewhat befuddled, not understanding what was happening, "What’s going on?"

He hadn’t done anything wrong. How had his right to drive been stripped away?

However, before Rong Yu could utter a second sentence, he suddenly flew up, his head hitting the front seat.

Thankfully, the airbag deployed, lessening the impact and preventing his neck from getting injured.

Rong Yu clumsily buckled his seatbelt, "Student Ye, you can’t drive like this, you—"

The rest of his words got stuck in his throat as his head hit the window again.

"Thump!"

The road ahead was too narrow for even one car, but this was not an issue for Ye Wanlan, it was routine.

Blade Overtake!

Drift under the car!

Landing the car after a jump!

Rong Yu only felt like he was sitting in an out-of-control plane, spiraling in a tornado, his body lifting and then dropping repeatedly.

He hugged himself tightly, his heart rate reaching as high as 180 per second, adrenaline surging.

Was this supposed to be non-impulsive behavior?!

What kind of devilish driving skill was this?

He had no idea Ye Wanlan was mad about driving fast!

Witnessing this scene, passersby on the street were also shocked, taking out their phones to take pictures.

[Oh my God, I’m reporting! In Jiangcheng City Center, a racer is performing a real-life ’Fast & Furious’!]

[I saw it, I saw it, and I even recorded it! How did the driver do that?]

[I thought I was blind. That car went by sideways. Are the people inside really okay?]

[Hiss... Look closely at that car, the model and license plate seem quite unusual.]

A forty-minute journey was forcibly shortened to ten minutes by Ye Wanlan.

"Thank you," Ye Wanlan said as she got out of the car. "This car is probably unusable now. I’ll compensate you with a new one."

Rong Yu was holding onto a tree, violently vomiting, and he weakly waved his hand upon hearing her.

He didn’t have the energy to care about the car, his fragile heart needed a break first.

**

North Suburb District Police Station.

Outside, a crowd had already gathered—victims of the recent incident.

"This incident must be resolved. Our Old Liu was the pillar of our home—now that he’s in trouble, our family is collapsing!"

"The death penalty must be executed, and the most painful one at that!"

Ye Wanlan listened to these statements, her expression still calm, and instead of entering through the front door, she walked with Tingfeng toward the back door.

Khor Peiqing was sitting outside, dazed.

"Auntie," Ye Wanlan quickly approached, draping her school jacket over Khor Peiqing, "How is uncle?"

"He’s still being interrogated inside," Khor Peiqing wiped her tears. "It can’t be him who did it, it’s either a frame-up or an accident, but it’s just not known if the leaked chemical elements have..."

She didn’t dare to continue that thought.

"I know," Ye Wanlan said. "Uncle won’t have any health issues; he has the sachet I gave him which can prevent poison and fend off evil."

Khor Peiqing froze, subconsciously touching her own pocket.

Did the sachet Ye Wanlan gave her also have such effects?

"Hmm, I need you to look into something, the Yuandao Chemical Plant," Yan Tingfeng tapped his earpiece, his voice indifferent, "You have a maximum of four hours. If you can’t find the person, you’re free to leave."

The administrator of Bureau 723, who was preparing to leave work for dinner: "...I’m on it!"

This was deadly serious.

"Sir, there’s an emergency. An anonymous account has leaked Miss Ye and her younger brother’s personal and school information online. We urgently contacted our IT staff to remove it," Bing He hurried over, looking rushed, "But a swarm of unscrupulous reporters has already surrounded the entrance of Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School, and it’s dismissal time, so there are a lot of people. I’m afraid..."

Khor Peiqing’s expression changed, and she suddenly stood up.

By now, Ye Wanlan could be absolutely certain that this was indeed a malicious trap aimed at her family, no, more precisely, at her.

To force Lin Huaijin into prison and then ruin Lin Wenli’s education.

The Qin Family.

Ye Wanlan’s pupils narrowed slightly. Only the Qin Family, who had lost fifty million and both a lady and soldiers to her, would cling to her like a rabid dog.

But Madam Qin, who had been through the highs and lows of the business world, would obviously not employ such reckless methods. She would surely build up to it slowly.

That left only the blindly furious Qin Xian.

Fortunately, she had always been prepared for her actions.

"Auntie, you sit here, and I’ll accompany you," Ye Wanlan steadied the swaying Khor Peiqing, "Someone is going to pick up Wenli, don’t worry."

Bing He was stunned: "Are you sure? Those reporters are fierce, they—"

"Relax," Ye Wanlan said with light indifference, "My people are fiercer."

At this moment, at Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.

A reporter was identifying people from photos: "Lin Wenli, is that the student? He’s easy to recognize."

"Let’s go quickly. The son of a murderer cannot be allowed to harm other students."

Lin Wenli was still unaware of the incident at the Yuandao Chemical Plant. He frowned when he saw a group of reporters swarming towards him.

"Lin Wenli, right? What do you have to say about your father—what are you doing?!"

The reporter’s question was cut off as the microphone was knocked from his hand.

"What’s all this crowding about, get lost!" Jiang Zhengxue issued a glare, speaking coldly, "This is a school, a place for learning, not for you shameless reporters to scrounge for gossip."

"Who are you?" a reporter retorted angrily, "What’s this got to do with you? We’re just seeking the truth."

"Seeking the truth, huh? Impressive, the police haven’t even reached a verdict yet, and you’ve already closed the case?" Jiang Zhengxue clapped her hands, "Amazing, maybe the police should hire you to assist them?"

The younger brothers and sisters encircled the reporters, preventing them from approaching Lin Wenli to interrogate him, leaving them jumping angrily on the spot.

Jiang Zhengxue’s hair color was too conspicuous, and the students of No.1 Middle School took notice as well.

"Isn’t that the school bully from Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School, Jiang Zhengxue?"

"What’s she doing suddenly at No.1 Middle School?"

"Lin... Top Scholar Lin actually knows Jiang Zhengxue? This world has gone crazy."

The yanked Lin Wenli, pulled out of the crowd: "..."

He began to contemplate what kind of creature he had encountered, so full of contradictions.

"Hey, come on, what are you standing around for?" Jiang Zhengxue pulled his arm, "Sister Lan asked me to escort you back to your grandmother’s place."

Lin Wenli pressed his lips together: "I can’t right now. I need to find my dad."

He knew the matter was serious, and he couldn’t get involved, but he couldn’t calm his mind in the current situation either.

"Wait!" Jiang Zhengxue froze for a second, quickly caught up, and forcefully pulled Lin Wenli onto her motorbike.

She handed him a helmet: "Hold on tight. I’ll take you flying there."

"Vroom!"

The motorbike sped off, and Lin Wenli, caught off guard, wrapped his arms around Jiang Zhengxue’s waist just in time to prevent himself from falling off.

He hesitated as he looked at his own hands, ready to pull them back, but they were forcibly held in place.

"I’m about to speed up, hold tight," Jiang Zhengxue said, "If you fall off, it won’t be my responsibility."

Lin Wenli: "..."

Not just a creature of contradictions, but also a thug; no wonder she was someone his cousin knew.

**

When Lin Wenli arrived at the police station, Lin Huaijin had already been interrogated for an hour.

All evidence still pointed to him as the prime suspect in the case.

Moreover, with the news spreading, an enormous outcry erupted online, with countless eyes on Jiangcheng, on Lin Huaijin.

"Mom," Lin Wenli grasped Khor Peiqing’s hand, "Don’t get upset. I believe Dad will definitely be able to clear his name."

Khor Peiqing took a deep breath: "What Five Great Families of Jiangcheng, more like the Five Great Tyrants of Jiangcheng!"

"Hey, it’s me, yeah, I’ve got a lead, help me trace this route," Ye Wanlan was also on the phone, "I need evidence by tonight to get my uncle out. He didn’t do this."

Her words were overheard by other families.

"Even if you find the real killer, what then? Even if it was an accident, what can we do?" the old lady cried loudly, clutching desperately at Ye Wanlan’s clothes, "Our Old Li is lying in the hospital, not knowing how many days he has left!"

Ye Wanlan turned around.

"You just want to clear your uncle’s name, but what about us? Should we just watch our loved one die?" The old lady wailed, gripping Ye Wanlan’s clothes tightly, "How can you be so selfish? Even if you save your uncle, can you save our Old Li?"