1998: If anything were to happen to him...

If anything were to happen to him...

Qin Zhou could not hear her at all.1

The interrogation room had absolute soundproofing, so Yun Shishi could not hear what her manager was saying, either.

She could only mouth the words to him. "Get me out of here."

He nodded his head, catching what she had said. Through the glass window, he eased her anxiousness with his gaze before turning to settle the paperwork.

Half an hour later, everything was resolved with just a payment to release her on bail.

As the actress followed her agent out of the police department, she told him everything that had happened comprehensively and concisely.

The man was at a loss.

"I didn't send you such a message."

"What?"

He spoke sternly. "Listen; I'm not kidding. No matter how gutsy I could be, I would never dare to invite you out on the rooftop in the middle of the night behind the chairman's back."

"… Then, that message?"

"It wasn't me who sent it." He made a solemn vow, even taking out his phone to let her check.

There was indeed no such message in his outbox.

"What's going on? When I called you, I couldn't get through, either."

"How could that be?"

The man hurriedly dialed a number to show that the connection was normal.

The actress found it even odder. She looked up at him with widened eyes, her thoughts in a mess.

"Shishi, could you have been sleepwalking? Perhaps you were too nervous these past two days and didn't get enough rest…"

"That's impossible! I've never sleep-walked before. Still… I truly didn't kill anyone! Even if I detested that woman so much, I'd never do such a thing."

Nonetheless, she would not deny having that fleeting desire to push Mu Wanrou off the building or strangle her to death.

When a person was in an extremely frightening situation or when one was under so much fury, they may lose their rationality, but that was reasonable self-defense.

If she had not done that, she might have died at the hands of that madwoman.

Moreover, the truth was that the latter wanted to push her off the building and jump off herself.

At best, it was committing suicide—homicide at all.

Even manslaughter was off the table.

There was no sufficient evidence to prove that that woman's death had nothing to do with her, though.

The level of intractability, in this case, was far beyond her anticipation and imagination.

Qin Zhou comforted her. "Don't worry; I believe you."

"Yeah." Yun Shishi suddenly let out a sigh, her expression growing tired. "But the evidence the police currently have is detrimental to my defense. There isn't enough proof to attest to my innocence."

The agent furrowed his eyebrows instantly. He could not help feeling that there were many suspicious points about this case.

"There's definitely something fishy about this. I'll send someone to investigate this as soon as possible."

"Send me to the hospital now. Hua Jin is still there."

"Hua Jin?"

He was befuddled again. "What happened to him?"

"Time is tight. I will tell you on our way there."

"Okay."

Both walked to the roadside and hailed a cab, rushing toward the hospital.

Previously, before the idol was taken away by the ambulance, she had managed to learn which hospital it came from. Therefore, she knew which one the idol was sent to.

In the car, the actress asked with trepidation, "Will Hua Jin be alright?"

"I don't know what his injuries are. It'd be lucky if none of his vital organs were injured, but if any was…"

He did not continue his statement.

However, as Yun Shishi saw the solemn expression on his face, her heart skipped a beat.

"If anything were to happen to him…"

She abruptly stopped herself, tears instantly rolling down her cheeks.

"Don't jump into conclusions," comforted Qin Zhou.

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