After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

I looked at the confession in front of me, picked it up, tore it to shreds in a few quick movements, and threw it hard at him.

I am currently incapable of taking any action, and this is the only way I can express my anger and protest.

Director Gao's smile slowly faded, and then he gently shook his head, his tone tinged with regret, "Miss Jiang, since you refuse to listen to reason and are forced to drink the penalty cup, then you can't blame me!"

After saying that, he turned around and went out to call two people in. "Miss Jiang is a bit agitated. It would be best to put her in a quiet room by herself. The quieter the room, the better she can calm down."

I was held tightly by two people and quickly brought to a completely dark room. Then the two people pushed me in and closed the door.

I huddled in the corner, a sense of unease creeping into my heart. This kind of dark environment was not suitable for a normal person to stay in for an extended period of time.

Even a perfectly healthy person can go crazy if they stay in one place for too long. I can hold out for a day or two, but if these people plan to lock me up for a week or two, I definitely won't be able to hold out.

My reason tells me that I must calm down at this moment and hold on for as long as possible, but in this dark environment, I keep thinking about the scene I saw when I woke up after I lost consciousness.

My dad stared at me with wide, lifeless eyes. The floor was covered in thick, sticky blood, which reeked of blood.

I don't know how long I've been locked up here, but every minute and every second feels unbearable. I force myself to fall asleep, but I always wake up again very quickly.

Even as my stomach growled with hunger, none of these people brought me food or water. I clenched my teeth and suppressed my emotions.

When I feel my mind starting to wander and I'm about to give up, I open my mouth and bite my arm. The intense pain helps me quickly regain my senses and focus.

Ge Zeyu hasn't returned yet, and I haven't avenged myself. Not only mine, but also Qin Yao's. I must get justice for all of these.

So I absolutely cannot go crazy right now; I must stay calm.

I don't know how much time has passed, or how many scars have been left on my arms. I only feel that when I saw the light again, it felt like several years had passed.

I turned my head blankly towards the doorway. A person stood there with their back to the light. Then, they walked closer step by step. After I could see their face clearly, my rationality gradually returned.

"Ge..." I tried to make a sound, but my throat was terribly dry. Ge Zeyu's face was ashen. He reached out and scooped me up, then turned and walked toward the door.

Upon seeing this, the two police officers quickly tried to stop them, saying, "Young Master Ge, Miss Jiang is still a suspect. You can't take her away. This situation is different from before. Before, it was just entertainment, but this time all the evidence is solid."

Ge Zeyu remained silent, carried me outside, and placed me on a chair nearby. "Wait for me to come back!"

After saying that, he walked away with a cold expression. Soon, a commotion broke out in a room not far away. I heard Director Gao's voice, an angry voice that seemed to pierce through the roof.

"You dare hit me! Don't think that just because your father is the top leader, I won't dare to arrest you. The inspection team is here now, and you still dare to act so arrogantly. I want to see if the son of the top leader needs to be held responsible for assaulting a police officer."

When I heard that Ge Zeyu had hit someone, I felt a chill in my heart. I instinctively tried to stand up, but my body was limp and powerless.

Fortunately, the commotion was happening next to the police station and was quickly stopped. Ge Zeyu was practically carried out by three or four people. Because of his uncle, these people didn't dare to lay a hand on him, but they also couldn't let him beat up the police chief.

When Director Gao came out, his cheeks were bruised and his lips were cut; he looked extremely disheveled. "Ge Zeyu, you're incredibly arrogant! You two go and fetch the inspection team right now!"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but squeeze Ge Zeyu's hand. Ge Zeyu squeezed it back and said calmly, "Fine, even if you don't call the inspection team, I will call them. I want to ask, when did the police station start using vigilante justice to lock people in a dark, enclosed space without even food or water!"

"I'd like to ask the inspection team, how will you be dealt with for abusing your power for personal gain and seeking revenge?"

The two officers who were about to call for backup stopped abruptly. After exchanging a glance, they looked at Director Gao, seemingly waiting for his instructions.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, his expression grew increasingly stiff, and in the end, he could only swallow his anger and call the two officers back.

“Young Master Ge, even if you beat me up, it won’t clear Miss Jiang’s name. I think it would be better for Miss Jiang to sign the confession as soon as possible so that she can suffer less. With her under my nose, it’s not convenient for Young Master Ge to keep an eye on her all the time.”

This was practically a blatant threat. Ge Zeyu snorted coldly, slightly raising his chin, and said, "Then you can try and see who dies faster between the two of us!"

"You!" He wanted to say more, but just as he uttered the word "you," a familiar voice came from the doorway, and Fu Xinyi and Bian Jiahui walked in hand in hand.

Fu Xinyi glanced around the room, then feigned confusion and said, "Why is Director Gao so angry? It's not good for your health to be so hot-tempered. Besides, Young Master Ge is so young and just came back from abroad. He didn't even have time to visit his family before rushing over. We should understand."

I remained silent and watched Fu Xinyi perform alone.

As he spoke, he changed the subject, "Actually, I came here today to see my old friend Miss Jiang. I wonder if I could do you a favor."

They were on the same side, so Director Gao naturally wouldn't make things difficult for him. He snorted and agreed, then led a group of people out of the room.

After everyone had left, I gripped Ge Zeyu's hand tightly and couldn't help but ask, "Is my father's matter related to you?"

“Miss Jiang is trying to smear me again. What does this have to do with me? You're the one who killed him!” He retorted almost without hesitation.

He is now much more cautious and careful in his actions than before, and it can be said that he leaves no room for error. Under the current circumstances, it is of course impossible for him to admit that he has done anything.