The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

Xie Xuan woke up from his coma and found himself tied up in a luxurious room with his hands and feet tied. Before he could struggle, his consciousness suddenly fell into a coma, and his eyes became cold in an instant, as if he had suddenly become a different person.

When Xie Xuan woke up again, he found himself in a small airplane cabin. He blinked in confusion, his mind was blank, and he had no memory of how he got on the plane.

He tried to recall, but a panic surged in his heart. A few hours ago, he was clearly in that mysterious luxurious room, but now, he was at an altitude of 10,000 meters, heading towards an unknown destination. The plane could not return, so he could only sit in his seat blankly, looking around helplessly.

When the plane finally arrived, Xie Xuan followed the crowd and got off the plane mechanically. He walked numbly to the baggage claim area, but after searching for a long time, he realized in despair that he had no luggage at all. The strange experience that controlled his body had not packed any luggage for him.

He stepped out of the airport and was greeted by an unfamiliar city scene. The towering buildings shone with metallic luster in the sun, the streets were wide and busy, and vehicles were constantly flowing. In the bustling crowd, people of all skin colors came and went. The whites were tall and strong, with blond hair and blue eyes, and high noses; the blacks were burly, with thick curly hair and deep eyes. The unfamiliar language filled his ears, and all of this made him feel extremely lonely and confused. He never thought that he would come to the United States, a country he had never set foot in, in such an embarrassing manner.

Without a penny or even a cell phone, Xie Xuan felt unprecedented despair. He tried to ask passers-by for help, but the language barrier and people's indifference made him hit a wall again and again.

Xie Xuan'an decided to ask the police for help. He finally found the police station. The building of the police station looked simple and solemn, with a blue and white police light at the door. Walking into the police station, the layout inside was neat and orderly, and the walls were covered with various rules and regulations and photos of police officers.

Xie Xuanan found a man in police uniform: "Hey, officer! I really need your help."

The policeman was tall, with a high nose bridge and a typical Caucasian appearance. His short blond hair was neatly combed, his blue eyes were sharp, and his broad shoulders supported his straight police uniform. He frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and looked up and down at Xie Xuan'an.

The policeman said, "Sir, what happened?"

Xie Xuan'an looked anxious, gesturing with his hands, and said, "I don't know how I ended up in the United States. It seems like my second personality controlled me and made me get on this plane without my knowledge."

The tall policeman looked surprised: "Second personality? That sounds strange." The policeman shook his head with an expression of disbelief.

Xie Xuan'an anxiously added: "I know this is hard to believe, but this is the fact. I have no luggage, no money, and even no cell phone. I just want to go home." At this time, Xie Xuan'an's eyes were full of helplessness and longing.

"Well, we have to investigate. Do you have any proof or evidence to support your statement?" The policeman had a serious expression on his face, and he put one hand on his chin and thought.

Xie Xuan'an shook his head: "No, but I am telling the truth. I am a college student, and my life was normal before this." Xie Xuan'an stamped his feet anxiously.

The police officer nodded. "We'll try our best, but it may not be easy. We may need to contact some experts to evaluate your situation."

The police took Xie Xuan'an to a psychological clinic. The clinic was decorated in a simple and warm style, with some soothing paintings hanging on the walls. The receptionist smiled and led them into the consultation room.

The psychologist was a middle-aged woman with brown curly hair, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and having gentle and wise eyes.

"Well, let's start the evaluation."

Xie Xuan: "Okay." He clenched his fists nervously.

After a long period of evaluation,

"Well, after evaluation, I didn't find any signs of split personality in you." The professional doctor shook his head helplessly and looked at Xie Xuan'an with suspicion.

Xie Xuan'an's eyes widened, his face full of shock, and he said, "What? How could this happen? I swear I'm telling the truth!"

"Maybe there are some misunderstandings or other factors. But based on this assessment, we cannot confirm your statement."

Xie Xuanan waved his hands anxiously: "But I really don't know how I got here! I have no reason to lie!"

The police officer stepped forward and said, "Sir, calm down. We will continue to investigate this matter, but for now, you need to think about how to deal with your current situation."

Xie Xuan lowered his head in despair: "I don't know what to do. I have no money and no place to live."

The policeman thought for a moment and said, "Well, maybe we can help you find some temporary housing or some odd jobs."

Xie Xuanan looked up in surprise, hope flashing in his eyes: "Really? Thank you so much!"

After some efforts, the police found a job for Xie Xuan'an as a butler in a noble family.

When the police told Xie Xuan'an the news, Xie Xuan'an's eyes widened, and he looked at a loss. He stammered, "This... can I do this? I have never done this kind of waiter work, and don't they usually hire women?"

The police patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Xie Xuan'an, this is an opportunity. Although it may be a bit challenging, I believe you can adapt to it. Go and give it a try. At least it can solve your current livelihood problem."

Xie Xuan bit his lip. Although he was filled with uneasiness, he knew he had no other choice, so he nodded: "Okay, I'll try."

Just like that, Xie Xuan'an walked towards the unknown aristocratic family with a nervous mood.