The police briefly told her about Gu Yingrong's car accident and then asked, "Do you have any other sisters?"
Sisters?
Zhuo Ling's first thought was Rong Jin.
"Is there surveillance?"
The two police officers exchanged glances and took out their phones to show her the surveillance footage.
Despite the less-than-clear picture quality, Zhuo Ling could clearly see the person.
"Where is she?"
"The injured party is currently receiving treatment at the hospital."
Zhuo Ling pointed at the screen, "I'm asking about her."
The police officer's expression changed. "After the woman intentionally crashed into Gu Yingrong and fled the scene, her car exploded on the highway. She is dead."
Zhuo Ling's expression turned grim.
"Miss Gu, do you know her?"
Zhuo Ling shook her head.
Seeing this, another police officer immediately spoke up, "How could you not know her? You clearly..."
His colleague stopped him from saying more. "Alright, Miss Gu. If you remember any other details, feel free to call us. For now, you can go."
Zhuo Ling stood up and walked out.
Behind her, the first police officer's exasperated voice could be heard, "Why did you let her go? She clearly knows the girl who was driving. Maybe she hired someone to do it!"
"Then you need evidence first."
This remark successfully silenced him.
Zhuo Ling walked out of the police station, got into her car, and started the engine. Just as she was about to leave, she felt a strange gaze.
She glanced at the rearview mirror and saw only a corner of white clothing.
It was her, as expected.
Zhuo Ling lowered her eyes, unhurriedly released the clutch, and drove away from the police station.
"Help me turn on the locator."
System Two immediately activated the mission target locator and happily went to the backend to deduct merit points.
It also took a look at his host's merit points.
[10031628900]
It had crossed another threshold since before.
Then it looked at its own.
[69325]
It felt a billion points of damage. The few hundred points it had just earned felt insignificant.
Following the system's locator, Zhuo Ling drove for over two hours, finally parking her car outside a rural guesthouse in the suburbs.
She got out of the car and strolled inside.
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Zhu Chongyan had been brought here by his agent.
The reason given was for him to find a place to hide.
He had originally intended to give Zhu Chongyan to a powerful figure in a certain realm who favored men, in exchange for resources for his other artists. Unexpectedly, someone had intercepted him halfway. The powerful figure, not having received the person, flew into a great rage.
He had to appease the person and then send another young idol under him to placate them before the situation was barely resolved.
When he came to his senses and tried to find Zhu Chongyan, he discovered he was trending on hot search.
While others couldn't identify the person in the video, he had managed Zhu Chongyan for several years, so how could he not recognize him?
It was another incident of a one-night stand, a scandal, and a family feud. The matter had escalated, and he also feared offending the Gu family. Thus, he hastily brought the person to the suburbs for him to lay low.
Zhu Chongyan was still in a daze.
The unspoken rule he had always refused to accept had finally happened to him.
Although he had been drugged last night and his consciousness was weak, he still remembered begging that person to take him to the hospital, to stop. But she hadn't listened, and had become more and more excessive...
"Knock, knock, knock."
The agent jumped up faster than him, cautiously approaching the door. "Who is it?"
Zhuo Ling, standing outside the door, said with a straight face, "Delivery."
The agent rubbed his stomach, reached for the door, and muttered, "Finally."
Upon closer inspection, Zhuo Ling was not wearing the guesthouse uniform, nor was she carrying food.
The agent snapped back to attention, only to be pushed aside by the door, which Zhuo Ling had already opened.
"Who are you?"
Zhuo Ling ignored him and walked directly to the person frozen on the sofa, "Why did you run?"
Zhu Chongyan pursed his lips, his eyes flickering.
The chaotic night was still fresh in his memory.
Zhuo Ling reached out and pulled him up. Zhu Chongyan was reluctant but didn't dare to refuse outright, only struggling when she led him to the door.
Zhuo Ling turned to look at him.
His clear eyes held a hint of fear, and his voice trembled, "Where are you taking me?"
"Home."
A few minutes later, Zhu Chongyan was sitting in her passenger seat.
The agent chased after them belatedly, only to be blasted by the exhaust fumes from Zhuo Ling's car.
After a moment of stunned realization, he got into his own car.
The weather wasn't good today. It had rained in the morning, and now the sky had turned overcast, as if a storm was brewing.
This was the suburbs, and there was a distance from the characteristic village to the main road. One section of the road was in poor condition, with soil from the mountainside sliding down and being compressed by passing vehicles, making it slightly muddy, with occasional falling rocks.
It started to rain heavily just as they passed that section.
The agent's car was of slightly inferior performance, and its emergency braking had minor issues. He had been driving on good roads before, so he hadn't paid much attention. Rushing out this time, he hadn't had time to get it repaired. Now, in his haste to catch up to the car in front, he hadn't even noticed the soil and gravel sliding down the side.
By the time he realized the danger and slammed on the brakes, it was too late. A large rock mixed with mud and soil crashed onto his car, instantly smashing down the entire hood. He was trapped between the seat and the steering wheel by the indented vehicle, unable to move.
He felt his ribs break. The pressure from both sides on his corpulent body and his heart made it difficult for him to breathe.
"Gasp, gasp..."
He suppressed his fear and cautiously reached for his phone in the car. After a long while, he couldn't reach it. Instead, he became more breathless from exertion, his head growing dizzy from lack of oxygen.
In his despair, he suddenly saw someone outside the car window.
He caught a glimpse with his peripheral vision and saw a flash of white. He was a little uncertain. He made an effort to lower the car window and saw that there was indeed someone standing outside.
A woman holding a cyan umbrella, dressed in white, with an elegant demeanor.
The agent refused to dwell on the unreasonableness and strangeness of such a person appearing on the road. His first reaction was to ask for help.
"Save me! Call the police for me, help me!"
The woman held the umbrella higher. At this moment, he saw her face.
Beautiful, stunning, yet coldly chilling.
"You did this."
He was bewildered.
"Why are you so stupid? You make mistakes even with such a small matter."
These nonsensical words made the agent think she was crazy, but he still didn't give up and continued to beg for her help.
"Call the police for me, please!"
The woman's red lips parted, and her words were venomous: "You foolish creature, you should just die!"
With that, she turned and walked away, holding her umbrella.
The agent stretched out his hand behind her, desperately pleading for her to stop, but through the rain, he could only see her receding figure.
He hoped another vehicle would pass by.
However, just as her figure completely disappeared, an even larger boulder rolled down from the mountain. His eyes widened instantly. He frantically tried to move his body, his flesh scraping blood, but he couldn't budge an inch.
The excessive fear even rendered him unable to make a sound.
He could only watch as the boulder grew closer and closer.
The car window he had lowered himself now showed him the countdown to his life.
[3]
[2]
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"Bang!"