Hai City, a certain five-star hotel.
Qian Haoxuan snored loudly in his sleep on the bed.
Last night, he had thought of a way to beg for mercy, and, feeling quite confident about its success, he celebrated by finding a woman to spend the night with until the early morning.
Today, he got up bright and early and was already blocking the entrance to the Dongyan Media Company.
All this back-and-forth was truly exhausting.
After ending the call with his dad, he lay down on the bed and unknowingly fell asleep.
In a drowsy haze, he felt someone moving him.
Opening his bleary eyes, he saw several police officers.
"What are you doing?" Qian Haoxuan asked, groggy.
"Qian Haoxuan, you are suspected of intentional homicide. Please come with us for an investigation," the lead officer said.
Qian Haoxuan was pulled up by two officers and handcuffed.
"Let go of me, who says I killed someone? Do you have evidence?" Qian Haoxuan struggled and shouted.
