After Shi Yaoguang finished her series of actions, it was only then that the people around her realized what had happened and reacted.
Afterwards, they looked at Shi Yaoguang with a different light in their eyes.
If I saw correctly...
When she was tearing the fabric, she was barehanded, right?
Without any tools to help her, she had torn the tough denim fabric with her bare hands.
It was terrifying!
Shi Yaoguang paid no attention to the shocked gazes of the people around. She asked a passerby for so ice mineral water, cleaned soone's wound in a simple manner, and then sent them to the hospital.
Luckily, they were only a few dozen steps away from the hospital, so there wouldn't be any delay.
Once she had orderly arranged for these people, a reporter asked her again, "Miss Shi, now that you know soone is trying to harm you, how do you plan to solve this problem?"
"Call the police," Shi Yaoguang said firmly, "When faced with an attack, the best thing to do is to call the police and seek their support."
Upon hearing this, everyone was a little stunned.
Call the police?
This answer was completely unexpected.
It is common sense that you call the police if there's a problem...
But that's what ordinary people do.
When the wealthy face such problems, they seem to subconsciously avoid this option. It was unexpected that Shi Yaoguang would do such a thing.
In the face of everyone's astonished gazes, Shi Yaoguang blinked innocently, "What's wrong? Is there a problem with my answer?"
"No problem..."
There indeed wasn't any problem, it was just more surprising than they anticipated.
At this mont, a painful scream ca from the outskirts of the crowd: "Let go of !"
Upon hearing the scream, everyone turned their heads in unison.
It turned out Shi Yaoguang's bodyguards had subdued a petty man with a sharp chin and monkey cheeks.
"What are you doing? Let go of !"
The short man swore while his gaze involuntarily and guiltily darted towards Shi Yaoguang's direction.
A reporter couldn't hold back his confusion, "What's going on here?"
The lead bodyguard stepped forward and said, "He is the one who threw the sulfuric acid just now."
Hearing this, everyone's gaze towards the man was filled with condemnation.
Throwing sulfuric acid is by no ans a good deed.
The short man had acted in the middle of a densely packed crowd.
Had there been an accident, wouldn't they also have been out of luck?
Therefore, the reporters, like hungry wolves slling blood, pounced toward him.
The flash of caras clicked continuously, capturing his despicable face perfectly.
"How can this person be so heinous? Everyone must know that such people are simply scum, the dregs of society!"
"Has anyone called the police yet? How can such a man be allowed to escape justice? No matter what, he must be severely punished!"
"I've already sent his photo to the editor-in-chief, I guarantee he'll beco very famous!"
Listening to the voices in the crowd, the short man's face instantly lost all color.
"You can't take pictures of ! You have no right to take my picture, you're infringing upon my portrait rights!"
"Pah!" soone spit disdainfully, "You dare to throw sulfuric acid at us, and you still expect to have portrait rights?"
"Soone like you, the scum of society, needs to be recognized by the whole world!"
The short man, faced with this torrent of accusations, felt his ntal defenses nearly collapse.
He was just carrying out a small job.
He had been an honest man all his life, but this ti, a bout of greed got the better of him as he thought that, after pulling off this job, he'd take the money and go back to his hotown to find a wife.
However, he didn't expect to face a scene like this, condemned by thousands.
No, this was just the beginning.
As a corporate drone, he knew all too well what situation he would face once his picture made the rounds online.
By then, not to ntion finding a wife, he wouldn't even be able to walk down the street without people throwing rotten eggs at him.
The more he thought about it, the heavier his heart sank.
The people he'd nearly implicated would certainly not go easy on him.
"Now you realize you're regretting?" soone said. "If Miss Shi hadn't reacted quickly just now, you'd be facing jail ti!"
"Miss Shi dodged it, but soone still got hurt, n aside, a girl's got a scar on her leg. How do you expect her to go out now?"
Hearing accusation after accusation, the short man felt he was innocent as well.
"I didn't an any harm to you, who asked you to stand so close to her?" he retorted.
Upon hearing this, the crowd's gaze turned even angrier.
"So now you're blaming us? Do you have any idea what the consequences would be if that bottle of sulfuric acid you threw hit soone?"
The one speaking recalled the terrifying mont just past, their heart still pounding.
The short man shrugged it off: "I wasn't targeting you. Any consequences would be deserved! When you accuse , why don't you think about yourselves, huh? How many of you blood-sucking journalists are good people?"
With that remark, the situation began to spiral out of control.
It was the bodyguards who stopped the escalating argunt.
Once everyone had cald down, Shi Yaoguang approached the short man and asked him, "Who sent you here?"
The short man turned his head away, refusing to answer.
Shi Yaoguang signaled the bodyguard with her eyes, and he said, "It's better to confess than to cover up. Who's behind this? It's best to co clean now, or else... the consequences won't be sothing you can handle."
The short man, trying to be tough, snorted, "You just think you can bully a lone man because you're from a powerful family, don't you? Don't think I'm afraid of you!"
"Who said I wanted to bully you because of my family's power?"
Shi Yaoguang scoffed lightly, "You threw sulfuric acid in a crowded place, intending to murder , and you've implicated innocent bystanders. Even if my self-defense mitigates your charges, you're still guilty of attempted murder."
"I don't know if you've studied law, but let make it clear to you, the charge of attempted murder isn't light at all."
An astute reporter by her side chid in, "Miss Shi is right, murder carries the death penalty, and even if it's just attempted murder with injuries, life imprisonnt is certain!"
Upon hearing this, the short man's face paled even further.
At that mont, his mind was flooded with nothing but phrases like "death penalty" and "life sentence."
Thinking about the potential consequences he might face, he involuntarily shivered.
Looking down at him from a height, Shi Yaoguang said, "If you confess now, I might consider helping you. Once you're in police custody, it will be too late to change your story."
Scared witless by his own thoughts, the short man heard her words and started to stamr, "I... I'll say it!"
...
At the sa ti.
An Siqi was so frightened that she fell off the hospital bed with a thud.
"No, you can't say it!"
Fear filled her eyes.
Seeing her behaving like this, the checking nurse couldn't help but frown, "Miss An, what are you doing?"
But An Siqi, as if blind to her presence, kept repeating that sentence in panic.
"You can't say it, you can't say it—"
The nurse nearly had her eardrums pierced by An Siqi's shrill voice. Seeing her clutching her phone as if it were a treasured possession, the nurse's gaze inadvertently landed on the screen.
Upon seeing the image on the screen, she was stunned.
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