“Mr. Di is still inside giving his statement. You can wait in the waiting area for a while,” the police officer said, pointing to the chairs in the waiting area.
With no way to see him, all they could do was wait.
Jiang Ziyu sat on the cold wooden chair, her gaze fixed worriedly on the corner ahead.
“Madam, Mr. Di will be fine,” Shen Lin said clumsily in an attempt to comfort her.
How could she not worry? Everything had been fine, so how did it turn into a kidnapping?
“How is the hospital?” Jiang Ziyu asked.
Sharing the same thought as Di Mingjue, they both felt that the sudden events were not that simple, and someone was deliberately setting a trap for them to fall into.
To truly shake off the suspicion of kidnapping, which had been forcibly attached to Di Mingjue, the only way was for Ah Qiang to wake up and explain to the police himself.
After obtaining the surveillance footage from the car accident intersection, Shen Lin learned that Di Mingjue had been taken away by the police. His mind raced, and he immediately went to the Lu residence to inform Jiang Ziyu.
At this moment, he truly had no idea about the situation at the hospital.
Seeing the answer in his blank expression, Jiang Ziyu pondered for a moment before arranging, “You go to the hospital and look after him now. I can handle things here alone.”
“Okay.” Shen Lin stood up from the chair.
As soon as he left, Di Mingjue emerged from the interrogation room. Seeing Jiang Ziyu waiting in the lobby, his face showed surprise.
“Why are you here?” Di Mingjue asked urgently, “Did they bring you here?”
Seeing his misunderstanding that the police had brought her, Jiang Ziyu shook her head and explained, “No, Shen Lin told me. I just asked him to go to the hospital to look after Ah Qiang.”
Jiang Ziyu walked to Di Mingjue’s side, her gaze examining him from head to toe, “Did the police give you any trouble?”
Di Mingjue held her hand, his warmth dispelling her inner worries, “Don’t worry, everything will be alright.”
“Can we leave now?” Jiang Ziyu glanced at the police officers closely following them.
They could leave, but because there was no evidence to prove Di Mingjue was not involved in the kidnapping, police escorts would follow him wherever he went.
Watching the police officers, who followed them silently and closely like wooden posts, Jiang Ziyu felt a growing sense of unease and guilt.
If it weren’t for her, Di Mingjue wouldn’t have so many troubles.
Sitting in the car, Jiang Ziyu remained silent, her mood dejected.
The three of them arrived at the hospital. Upon seeing Di Mingjue, Shen Lin immediately handed him the USB drive in his hand, “Mr. Di, this is the surveillance footage of the car accident.”
Before Di Mingjue could reach out, the plainclothes police officer behind them stepped forward and took the USB drive.
Shen Lin was taken aback, looking at the stranger with a blank expression.
“This is Officer Fang. He will be temporarily accompanying us to handle this car accident case,” Di Mingjue explained.
On the surface, it was a car accident case, but in reality, it was a so-called kidnapping incident.
It took Shen Lin a moment to snap back to reality. He said somewhat uncomfortably to the so-called Officer Fang, “The recording is from the surveillance at the car accident scene. The video clearly shows that the fault lies with the other party.”
Even if they weren't at fault, the driver of the other vehicle had passed away, making the pursuit of responsibility somewhat meaningless.
Officer Fang nodded and pocketed the USB drive, “I’ll hand this over to my colleagues at the station.”
Shen Lin nodded.
The collision of the two cars had caused severe damage, but Ah Qiang was fortunate. He was in the back seat, and his position had avoided the impact of the other vehicle. He sustained fractures but his life was not in danger.
After half a day of observation, Ah Qiang was moved from the intensive care unit to a regular ward.
The doctor informed them that the patient would wake up once the anesthetic wore off. To clear his name as soon as possible, Jiang Ziyu and Di Mingjue stood vigil by the bedside, not daring to relax for a moment.
At night.
A doctor in a white coat entered.
Jiang Ziyu moved aside and glanced at Ah Qiang on the bed, who had been unconscious for a long time, “Doctor, has the anesthetic worn off yet?”