Miao Wenjun trembled, momentarily uncertain how to react.
Zhang Xiaohong frowned. She had no idea what Miao Wenjun had done that morning. From her perspective, Miao Wenjun had come early to take her out to have fun, and even bought her many things. The two had been out and about all morning, so there was no opportunity for Miao Wenjun to do anything else.
Even though Miao Wenjun had a past of petty theft, that was all behind him now. He had promised her that he would never again engage in such shameful deeds.
Zhang Xiaohong was furiously indignant, "You’ve got the wrong person! He has been with me all morning and hasn’t gone anywhere else. You owe us compensation! Or take us to the hospital!
Qi Xingzhou disliked anyone raising their voice at Jiang Ning. He stepped to one side, shielding Jiang Ning, his tone unquestionably cold, "I hit him, and I will pay, after the police arrive."
The onlookers gradually drew closer, stretching their ears to eavesdrop further.
Jiang Ning was unclear about the relationship between Zhang Xiaohong and Miao Wenjun, but noticing her candid gaze, it was highly probable that she didn’t know what Miao Wenjun had done that morning.
"We hit him because he deserved it," Jiang Ning’s voice was clear and steady, like a babbling brook flowing through a mountain gorge, calm and pleasant to the ear, "This morning, he..."
"Xiaohong! Leave first! I’ll handle this!" Miao Wenjun suddenly cut in, interrupting Jiang Ning.
Miao Wenjun’s heart raced. If he had harbored any hope before, now the words Jiang Ning left unspoken nearly condemned him.
Zhang Xiaohong turned her head and fixed her gaze on Miao Wenjun, noticing for the first time that something was off about him.
"What did you do?" Zhang Xiaohong was somewhat angry, but this time her anger was directed at Miao Wenjun, "Didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t engage in those thieving acts again?"
"I..." Miao Wenjun was at a loss for words, trying to explain frantically, "Just this last time—I thought I’d just do this one last job and then quit. I even sold the electric scooter."
"You sold it because you were afraid of being caught by the police," Jiang Ning didn’t hesitate to expose Miao Wenjun, recounting his morning’s actions, "After I went to work, you left a live tortoiseshell cat that had been tortured to death in a foam box at my front door. You knew that if I called the police, they would check the neighborhood’s surveillance cameras and see that you entered the area on an electric scooter."
"You wrapped yourself up well, but you didn’t bother to disguise the scooter. Selling it far from a camera’s view, or hiding it somewhere it wouldn’t easily be discovered was your best bet."
"However, given the limited time, you probably haven’t managed to sell the scooter yet, have you?" Jiang Ning’s tone shifted, her icy gaze suddenly met Miao Wenjun’s.
Sweat ran down Miao Wenjun’s back.
He had not expected this person in front of him to guess so accurately!
Indeed, he had hidden the electric scooter!
To avoid arousing suspicion from Zhang Xiaohong, he had lied about selling it.
The crowd couldn’t help but express their shock aloud, looking at Miao Wenjun with contempt and fury.
Especially those who had just thought Qi Xingzhou had been too harsh, now, hearing Jiang Ning’s words, changed their minds instantly: Spit—such scum! Deserves a good beating! Serves him right if he’s killed!