Chapter 500 - You Are Under Arrest
Yan Yi Xie was unable to sleep a wink since last night.
After watching the news, he stayed in the living room with his phone in his hand. Other than scrolling through some news portal, Yan Yi Xie was unable to do anything else.
He was too worried that the police were going to mention his name when he was unprepared. This worry had made him jittery.
On the internet, the netizen was still guessing the identity of the celebrity that might be linked to the group of thugs. Because a popular celebrity was said to be linked with the group, the public was paying extra attention to this news.
The celebrity's name had yet to be revealed but the public had already scolded the person.
Seeing this, Yan Yi Xie could not imagine his fate and how those people will scold him once the police found out his involvement.
However, a few days have passed and the police still had not announced anything.
At the thought that the police were unable to find his involvement with the group of thugs, Yan Yi Xie began to lower his guard.
On this day, he went out to the broadcasting studio to attend a talk show as a guest. Seeing that his manager had accompanied him instead of his assistant gave him a premonition.
Last night, he had spoken to Ah Wei and the assistant had said that he would be accompanying him to the studio. Ah Wei is such an obedient kid. He would not skip work without no reason.
"What happened to Ah Wei? Why isn't he here?" Yan Yi Xie asked.
His manager continued to scroll down the messages on his phone without looking up. "He took a day off."
A deep frown appeared on his face. "Did he say why?"
"He only mentioned that it was a personal matter." The manager finally raised his head to look at Yan Yi Xie. "When did you become concerned about Ah Wei?"
"He's my assistant. Why wouldn't I be concerned?"
The manager chuckled. "He might be your assistant. But don't think that I did not know how you have always treated him in the past. I am still amazed at how he managed to hold on for too long. Yi Xie, try to be nicer to him."
Yan Yi Xie naturally did not take this advice seriously. To him, Ah Wei is just an assistant.
"Alright. You need to hurry up," the manager reminded him. "The show is going to start soon."
Taking a deep breath, Yan Yi Xie looked at his reflection in the mirror one last time before he walked out of the dressing room.
Backstage, a few production staff were seen greeting him politely. However, Yan Yi Xie only glanced at them before he walked away. Soon, they found the producer where he was briefed about the show.
Just before Yan Yi Xie walked on stage, his manager pulled his arms.
Yan Yi Xie turned around and saw his manager's inquiring gaze. His gaze was making him uncomfortable.
"Yi Xie, you are not in some kind of trouble these days, right?"
His heart skipped a beat but Yan Yi Xie continued to play dumb. "What are you talking about? What kind of trouble would I get myself into."
The manager narrowed his eyes as he gave the celebrity scrutinizing look. Somehow, he had this feeling that Yan Yi Xie was behaving too strangely.
Pulling his arms away, Yan Yi Xie went on stage and put on his usual smile. The host greeted him and his fans cheered when he appeared.
It was a live show and his fans who were watching the show online grew excited to see their idol's appearance.
The talk show lasted for an hour. The atmosphere was very lively and fun. His fans who came especially to see him had nothing but praise for him. Yan Yi Xie was always so polite.
After the show ended, Yan Yi Xie stayed on stage to exchange a few words with the host. Some of his fans took out their phone to take a few shots of him from afar.
At this time, a production staff walked towards the host with an anxious look on his face. He whispered a few words to the host before looking at Yan Yi Xie.
"What's wrong?" Yan Yi Xie's heart raced upon noticing the strange look from the production staff and the host.
Before the host was able to say a word, a group of policemen in their uniform walked into the set, surprising everyone around.
A few audiences who were still staying around the set took out their phone to record what was going on.
The captain greeted the host before turning to Yan Yi Xie with his sharp gaze. "Mr. Yan Yi Xie, you are under arrest for multiple attempted murders."
The people around the set began to whisper. The captain's voice was too loud and they could hear what was going on.
Everyone present was looking at each other in surprise. Yan Yi Xie? Attempted murder? Multiple? Somehow, none of them could believe this news. After all, Yan Yi Xie was someone who had a good reputation in the industry.
His fans who were still lingering around the set were looking at this scene in surprise. One of them was still recording this scene with her phone. What everyone did not know was that this fan went live on her social media as she wanted to brag to her friends that she had come to visit the broadcasting studio.
Just like this, Yan Yi Xie's arrest went live. The girl's audience saw this exciting development and began to share this live recording with their friends. Just like that, the matter was wildly spread.
Yan Yi Xie would never expect that the person who had revealed this matter to the public would be his fan.
Yan Yi Xie's face turned pale. "Officer. There must be some kind of mistake. I'm a law-abiding citizen. I have never been involved in any crime."
The captain's face remained poker as he continued, "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in court."
Yan Yi Xie glanced at his surrounding as the captain continued to read his right.
At this time, his manager and the producer approached. The producer noticed that there were still a few fans staying around and quickly asked the staff to control the situation.
"Officer, what's going on?" The manager asked.
The captain gave him a look over and asked, "You are?"
"I'm his manager. Officer, there must be some kind of mistake."
"This is no mistake. We have enough evidence to bring Mr.. Yan to the station."
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