Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 964 - 963 Solved...

"Oh, oh... Please!"

Upon hearing the police officer's words, the reporters immediately nodded and stepped aside to clear a path.

In any situation, these reporters wouldn't dare go against the police, let alone in a situation like this. If the police were even scared of Hao Jian, then the reporters knew they'd end up being beaten up by Hao Jian. Who told them to speak ill of him earlier in their rashness?

"Arrest all of these people for me!"

In no time, Ding Li and his dozen or so people were captured by the police. Looking at the handcuffs on his wrists, Ding Li glared venomously at Qi Jin but said nothing.

"And you all, come with us to give a statement!"

After arresting Ding Li and the others, a policeman walked up to the reporters, stretched out his hand, and said, "After all, you're eyewitnesses at the scene. We need your statements, and we hope you'll cooperate with us in our investigation."

"Sure, sure!"

At this moment, even if the reporters wanted to leave, the police definitely wouldn't allow them to. They all nodded and soon moved back a bit, turned a corner, and drove their news van out.

Seeing these people ready to go, the police cars started driving off slowly, taking Ding Li and his people far away. As for Hao Jian, the police officers around him acted as if they hadn't even noticed him and made no demands of him.

The reporters noticed this and felt a little puzzled, but they didn't say anything about it. After all, this was the police's operation.

"You might be wondering why I didn't arrest those people earlier, right?" Once at the police station, after the other officers escorted Ding Li and his crew to the interrogation rooms, the lead officer stayed behind and addressed the reporters with a calm expression.

Hearing this, the reporters nodded. Indeed, they were curious, though their doubts mostly stemmed from their simmering anger at Hao Jian himself. After all, he had just threatened them earlier...

"They are undercover operatives sent by our department for this case. That young man, in particular, is the leader of this operation. For someone young, being a bit edgy is understandable; otherwise, he wouldn't have survived such a risky undercover mission."

"As for Miss Yuan Shanshan's matter, that was also a setup to take down the people we've arrested today. We hope you go back and clear Miss Yuan Shanshan's name. If you don't, we'll have no choice but to make statements to the public ourselves."

The policeman spun his lie seamlessly, speaking as though Hao Jian and his team were truly undercover operatives.

Right now, this was the only way to ease the reporters' wariness and get their support in proving Yuan Shanshan's innocence, ultimately restoring her reputation.

Of course, this idea wasn't his own—it had come from Lin Nantian, who had made the suggestion over the phone while they were on the road.

Whether or not Hao Jian's group was truly undercover didn't matter much. These reporters couldn't uncover the truth anyway, but this narrative was far more convincing.

"With that said, you should understand now why I didn't arrest the others earlier. They're one of us—why would I need to detain them?"

"Makes sense..."

The reporters nodded in agreement, subconsciously accepting this narrative. Perhaps only undercover agents would take on such perilous tasks...

"With that, I won't keep you any longer. As for the statements, no need to trouble yourselves. Just remember to keep this matter confidential when you go back. And while keeping it under wraps, ensure Miss Yuan Shanshan's reputation is restored. Otherwise, you might not get to see any more of her perfect creations."

Clearly, the policeman knew how to appeal to the reporters. Yuan Shanshan wasn't just anyone—she was renowned as a world-class jewelry designer, a multiple-time international competition champion whose skills were undeniable. Even the policeman's wife owned a few small accessories Yuan Shanshan had designed and cherished them immensely.

Moreover, among these reporters, several were women who likely followed or owned designs from Yuan Shanshan's collections.

The notion that someone capable of crafting such flawless works could be embroiled in wage disputes was both absurd and preposterous. If not for trying to boost their media outlet's reputation, the reporters themselves wouldn't have made such accusations.

"Officer, we'll leave now..."

The reporters replied hastily before promptly boarding their news van and speeding back to their respective headquarters.

"Didn't expect it to be resolved so easily..."

Watching the reporters drive off in the distance, the policeman shook his head slightly and then picked up his walkie-talkie, saying, "Boss, it's been taken care of."

"Good work. Thanks for your effort..."

Lin Nantian's low voice came through the device.

"Hao Jian, is it settled?"

At the villa, Yuan Shanshan and Yuan Zhibang, who had been waiting for Hao Jian's return, immediately asked as soon as they saw him. This matter concerned her reputation, and any mishap was unacceptable.

Hearing this, Hao Jian smiled lightly, then nodded slowly under their expectant gazes and said, "It's resolved. I think there'll be some clarifying news this afternoon. Just wait and see."

"Yay!"

Finally, everything was settled. Yuan Shanshan breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, Hao Jian had stepped in to help this time; otherwise, she wouldn't have known about all the intricacies behind the scenes, let alone that the shady agency had so many personnel. If they had continued smearing her reputation, it would have been impossible for her to clear her name.

"Haha, since it's resolved, I'll head out now..." Hao Jian reached out to tousle Yuan Shanshan's hair, chuckling as he said, "You've been exhausted these past few days, so take a good rest. I won't bother you anymore. If you wear yourself out, I'll feel bad."

"Okay!"

Although she felt reluctant for Hao Jian to leave, Yuan Shanshan was aware of her own condition. She hadn't had proper sleep over the last few days because of this matter—her dark circles had nearly become visible. Now that everything was resolved and her mind was at ease, a wave of drowsiness crashed over her...

And just like that, she softly collapsed onto the sofa and fell into a deep sleep...

"This girl..."

Seeing Yuan Shanshan fall asleep so quickly, Hao Jian shook his head with a smile. Turning to Yuan Zhibang, he said, "Zhibang, I'll carry your sister to her bedroom. Make sure to find someone to clean up the bloodstains at your door. Blood at the front entrance isn't exactly auspicious."

"Okay!"

After Yuan Zhibang nodded, Hao Jian picked up the slumbering Yuan Shanshan and headed upstairs to her bedroom. Gently placing her on the bed and tucking her in, he quietly left the room.

That afternoon, the city's police department held a press conference, primarily leveraging their official platform to restore Yuan Shanshan's reputation.

The focal point of the session revolved around exonerating Yuan Shanshan, while Ding Li's shady agency was only briefly mentioned.

They announced that due to the severity of the crimes, Ding Li had been imprisoned, but refrained from elaborating on the duration or specifics of his sentencing. The reporters didn't pay much attention to this and were instead captivated by discussions about clearing Yuan Shanshan's name.

"Hmm... Seems like it's handled,"

Hao Jian had intentionally turned on a local TV program that afternoon. Once he heard the concluding remarks about restoring Yuan Shanshan's reputation, he stroked his chin thoughtfully. Lin Nantian's swift handling of the matter had surprised him.

"Since it's wrapped up, I should go get some sleep..." Stretching, Hao Jian turned off the TV, with plans to head back to his bedroom for rest...

"Beep, beep, beep..."

However, just as he was about to leave, his phone suddenly rang...

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Time rewinds to half an hour earlier...

"Beep, beep, beep..."

While taking care of Ye Chunliang at home, Ye Linglan heard her phone ringing. She walked over and picked it up...

"Is this Ye Linglan?"

"Yes, who's speaking?"

Listening to the somewhat familiar yet unrecognizable voice, Ye Linglan couldn't help but ask hesitantly...

"Yan Ming, your senior in college."

"Yan Ming, Senior?!"

As soon as she identified the voice, Ye Linglan's expression changed slightly, and she questioned, "Weren't you doing your internship? Why are you calling me now? I thought you didn't have my number."

Yan Ming was her senior during university, nicknamed the "Little Prince." Not because of any fairy tale resemblance, but because of his remarkable piano skills, earning him the title Piano Prince. Naturally, most people simply referred to him as Little Prince...

Back before Ye Linglan met Hao Jian, Yan Ming pursued her fervently. But at the time, Ye Linglan, who was the leader of a gang, loathed what she considered Yan Ming's "pretty boy" type. She had her people teach him a lesson and then disregarded him entirely.

If it weren't for his call today, Ye Linglan would have almost forgotten about this passerby in her life...

"Senior, is there something you need?"

"Actually, yes. In a few days, I'll be holding a piano performance at Hua City's opera hall, and I was hoping to invite you to attend."

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