The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince! - Chapter 846 - I’m Not the Murderer (5)

Chapter 846: I’m Not the Murderer (5)

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No one listened to her. They arrested her right away and dragged her into the police car.

The bodyguards Sheng Yize had left behind for her rushed out to help, but were all stopped by the police. An Xiaxia was then taken to the police station in utter bewilderment.

Blazing incandescent light was directed into her eyes. An Xiaxia’s face was pale as she said repeatedly in English, “I didn’t kill anyone. He was my brother. I had no reason to kill him.”

The police officers interrogating her exchanged looks, and as if on purpose, they said something in that language again, which An Xiaxia now realized was Arabic.

She didn’t know a single word of Arabic and had no way of communicating with them.

Seeing that she was insisting on her innocence, the head of the interrogators gestured with his hand, and two stalwart police officers approached An Xiaxia with batons.

An Xiaxia tried to shield her belly, but with her hands cuffed, she couldn’t move at all.

“No… don’t…” An Xiaxia opened her eyes wide, petrified.

Bang —

The baton smashed down hard on her head.

Blood oozed out.

Everything went black and An Xiaxia was so dizzy that she thought she was going to pass out.

Another strike landed on her arm.

An Xiaxia screamed in pain and broke into a cold sweat.

Finally, one of the police officers asked in English, “Did you kill him? Why did you do it?”

An Xiaxia bit her lip and shook her head repeatedly. “I – I didn’t…”

The police officer with the baton grinned, then moved the baton toward her belly in a threatening gesture.

As if sensing the danger, the babies suddenly moved inside her, which made An Xiaxia’s heart race…

She couldn’t risk it…

She was seven months into her pregnancy now… If he really hit her in the belly with that baton…

Tears rolled down her cheeks. She had no choice but to say, “It was me… I killed him.”

After getting the confession they wanted, the police officers stopped the interrogation. They then took out a piece of paper and forced An Xiaxia to put her thumbprint on it.

After that, she was tossed into a cell with her hands still cuffed. She fell down on the floor and only managed to stand up after much difficulty. She then sat down, leaning against the wall.

Her belly began to ache and she had to curl her body up as best as she could, trying to keep it warm.

Panic overwhelmed her. What on earth was going on…

–

The Li family.

Li Fanxing sat calmly on the sofa in the living room, sipping a cup of tea.

“Fanxing, just let Canxing have Song Shi for the sake of the family and myself, will you?” her father said anxiously. “I don’t care how, but they have to get married as soon as possible!”

“Alright, dad.” Li Fanxing lowered her head, and a malicious look flickered in her eyes.

I’m sorry, but that’s not going to happen.

Song Shi was dead and Li Canxing would be arrested for it, whereas she herself would be able to get her hands on the Song family business as Song Shi’s fiancee, and get the investment the Li family needed.

Everything was so perfect.

It had happened in a foreign country and no one would look into it.

Li Fanxing smiled and looked at her father in an infatuated way.

Dad… from now on, I’m the only one you have left.

I’m the only one you can love now.

A familiar, indifferent voice came from the doorway. “Dad, I’m back.”

Li Fanxing looked like she had seen a ghost as she stared at Li Canxing in disbelief.

How was this possible?

How could she show up here?

She dropped her cup, which smashed into pieces on the floor, and the tea splashed everywhere, staining the expensive Hermes carpet.

“Sister, why do you look so unhappy to see me?”