Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 807: Chapter 811 Too Terrible

The corner of the police officer’s mouth twitched.

They had come to make an arrest, but they hadn’t brought a doctor.

If all these darts were to be removed, would this man die right on the spot?

The leading officer quickly said, “We’ll take the person back first and have a doctor treat him. The doctor will definitely remove the darts during the treatment, and then we will notify you to come and pick them up.”

Gu Chi took a sealed bag handed over by his subordinate, threw the dart he had pulled out into it, stood up, and said to the leading officer, “Okay, then I’ll wait for the news back home.”

He nodded politely and left with his men.

*

Detention center.

After Fang Mingzhu had completed her statement, she was locked in a cell within the detention center.

The ten-person cell housed all sorts of characters, their stares brimming with malice.

She had lost her freedom.

The bed was a hard plank bed.

Eating, drinking, and relieving oneself all happened in the same room.

She was only allowed around fifteen minutes each day to go outside for some air.

As the Young Lady of the Fang family, being the only girl in the Fang Family, everyone from top to bottom doted on and protected her immensely.

From the day she was born, she had lived a noble and delicate life; she had never suffered like this before.

She had only been inside for half a day and one night, and she was nearly going insane.

She hadn’t slept all night, spending the whole time in fear and regret.

She feared she really would be sentenced.

Again and again, she told herself that she had merely chatted casually with Guo Mu, it was Guo Mu who insanely went to commit murder, and it had nothing to do with her. She definitely wouldn’t end up in jail; she could definitely leave this place.

But at the same time, she was utterly terrified that something unexpected might happen that would force her to go to jail.

This place was too scary.

She didn’t want to spend another day here.

If she could turn back time, she definitely wouldn’t have been so clever as to make that call to Guo Mu.

At that time, she wasn’t sure if listening to her complaints would definitely make Guo Mu help her get rid of Fang Yao and Mi Sheng.

She was just trying her luck.

After all, it was just a phone call. If Guo Mu got involved with Fang Yao and Mi Sheng due to her accusations, it had nothing to do with her.

If Guo Mu remained indifferent, she wouldn’t lose anything.

Her wishful thinking made perfect sense, but once she was locked in the cell, she suddenly realized that things couldn’t be controlled just as she wanted.

She foolishly thought nobody could touch her, that even if Guo Mu really killed Fang Yao and Mi Sheng, she could still live a carefree life as the Young Lady of the Fang family.

But the reality was that she was locked in here, having lost her freedom and her privileged life, with no one in heaven or earth to call to.

She lay on the hard bed, unable to sleep a wink.

She wished this was all just a dream, that once she woke up, she would still be at the Fang family, being their precious daughter, and none of this would have happened.

If this were only a dream, she definitely wouldn’t have made that call to Guo Mu; she wouldn’t have plotted against Fang Yao and Mi Sheng at all.

Unfortunately, a night had passed, and she was still in the cell of the detention center.

This wasn’t a dream.

Everyone in the cell had gotten up, some were talking, some were washing up, some were walking around.

Many dealt with their bodily needs first thing in the morning; soon the air in the cell was thick with the stench of urine and feces, dirty and filthy, making Fang Mingzhu want to vomit.

She was going to go mad.

If she were really sentenced, she would surely go insane.

After sluggishly consuming a breakfast so tasteless it was almost inedible, a guard came in, “Fang Mingzhu, you have a visitor.”