Rumor Has It I Don’t Follow A-Class Morals - Chapter 21
Chen Sao’s words left both people in the bedroom stunned.
Su Yin instinctively turned to glance at Ming Muyao, her eyes filled with undisguised shock and worry.
Ming Muyao frowned. As a model citizen who always followed the rules, she hadn’t done anything wrong—so why were the police suddenly at her door?
Sitting on the bed, she looked at Chen Sao and asked, “Did they say why they’re looking for me?”
In that moment, countless thoughts ran through Ming Muyao’s mind.
She wondered if something had gone wrong at the company—maybe tax evasion or something—and now they wanted the legal representative to take the fall. Or maybe the original host had abused Su Yin, and some well-meaning neighbor had reported it, so the police were here to investigate.
But Chen Sao shook her head and said to Ming Muyao, “No idea. Should I go ask them?”
“No need.” Ming Muyao lifted the covers and got out of bed. “I’ll go ask them myself.”
After a quick wash-up, Ming Muyao threw on a coat and headed downstairs. In the living room, two police officers in uniform—a man and a woman—were sitting and waiting. At the sound of her footsteps, both looked up to see her coming down the stairs in a silver silk nightdress, draped in a painterly-looking robe, arms crossed as she slowly descended.
The two officers stared, briefly dazed. Ming Muyao looked like a beam of light. Her long, slender legs were impossible to look away from, and her curvy figure glided down the steps as if she were walking a red carpet, not stairs.
Once she stepped onto the floor, Ming Muyao gave the officers a once-over, then smiled and said to Chen Sao, “Go make some hot tea for the officers. It’s early in the morning—they must be tired.”
She then settled into a single-seat leather sofa, tucking herself into its soft cushions, crossing her legs with ease as she asked, “Have you two eaten? If not, I can have my housekeeper make something for you.”
The officers quickly shook their heads. “No need to be so polite. We’re not here for food. We just have some questions we need your cooperation with.”
Cooperation?
So she wasn’t the one in trouble?
Ming Muyao quietly let out a breath. Just moments ago upstairs, she’d been wondering what she would do if she’d been dragged into something out of the blue.
Still, even though she was relieved, she kept a surprised expression on her face and asked, “What kind of matter needs my cooperation?”
The older female officer spoke up. “Last night, did you go to the Twilight Bar on Qinghe Street?”
Ming Muyao nodded. “Yes, I met a few friends there. I just had one drink and left—I even booked a designated driver. I still have the ride record on my phone.”
As she spoke, she reached into her pocket to pull out her phone, but the female officer stopped her.
“We’re not investigating you,” she explained. “After you left that night, there was a poisoning incident in the private room you were in. Nine people were affected—five customers and four bar staff.”
Ming Muyao froze when she heard the words poisoning.
The officer looked at her closely, her tone serious. “Since you were present that night, we need you to come with us to the station to cooperate with the investigation.”
Ming Muyao didn’t hide her shock. She pointed at herself. “Officer, are you suspecting me—”
“Miss Ming, you’ve misunderstood,” the female officer said. “The suspect has already been caught. We just need your statement. The poisoned individuals are still unconscious in the hospital, and it’s unclear when—or if—they’ll wake up.”
The more she heard, the more uneasy she felt. Chen Sao, listening nearby, was wide-eyed and stunned. “Muyao, thank goodness you came home early last night.”
Ming Muyao frowned. “Yeah…”
Once the officer finished her explanation, she stood up and said, “Please change and come with us to the station. You’ll also be helping identify the suspect.”
Ming Muyao went upstairs and changed into jeans and a white top, grabbed her phone and wallet, and headed out the door.
Sitting in the police car, she still felt uneasy. She asked the officer about the victims, and learned that almost everyone present that night had ended up in the hospital—except for the perpetrator, who had remained completely unharmed, drank calmly in the private room, and even called the police herself.
At the station, Ming Muyao gave her statement honestly. She had nothing to hide and explained exactly why she had gathered those people. After confirming the written record, she signed her name.
After putting down the pen, she looked up at the female officer who had brought her in. “Can I see her?”
The officer was gathering her things and asked, “Why not ask about how your friends are doing?”
Ming Muyao honestly didn’t care about them, but since the officer asked, she smiled and said, “They’re in the hospital with people taking care of them. Why should I worry? I’m sure they’ll be fine.”
The officer gave her a long look. “That’s not certain. The poison used was quite unusual. And there were several hours between the time they ingested it, the call to the police, and when they received treatment. At this point…”
“They’re done for?” Ming Muyao finished the sentence for her.
“…They’re poisoned,” the officer corrected. As they walked, she added, “The substance used is a form of chemical castration. It doesn’t do much to Omegas, but those Alphas who were poisoned… their bodies are done. And they’ll be in pain for the rest of their lives due to hormone buildup.”
Ming Muyao was taken aback. This isn’t poisoning… this is public service.
Given the original host’s usual crowd, those so-called friends were probably all scumbags. If this was the result, then maybe it was for the best.
But she couldn’t show how pleased she felt—at least not now. So she wore a deeply pained expression and asked, “So you’re saying… there’s no saving them?”
“Pretty much,” the officer said. “Good thing you left when you did. Otherwise, you’d be in a hospital bed too.”
Ming Muyao nodded and followed the officer into a room. It was a narrow, dim observation area behind one-way glass, the kind used to watch interrogations. Two officers were recording notes, and on the other side of the glass was the brightly lit interrogation room.
Under the harsh overhead light sat a girl slumped in a chair.
Her makeup was completely ruined, making her look like she’d just been dragged out of a lake. Her hair was a mess, and her face unreadable. Ming Muyao could only recognize her by her clothes—she was the same girl she’d bumped into last night in the hallway outside the private room.
“Yao Jiang. Omega. Twenty years old,” the officer explained. “She just started working at Twilight Bar recently. This was her first night hosting guests.”
Ming Muyao stared at the girl. She was very thin, just a little stronger-looking than Su Yin, but still looked emaciated.
“I saw her at the bar last night.” After describing the encounter, Ming Muyao asked, “Did she say why she did it? Do we have some kind of grudge?”
The officer looked at her meaningfully and said, “Yao Jiang had a close friend who worked at the Twilight Bar. Her body was found in the alley behind it a while ago.”
That immediately rang a bell. Ming Muyao asked in surprise, “Was her friend named Lingling?”
“Yes,” the officer replied. “That’s all I can share with you for now. These two cases are being merged into one investigation. I hope you won’t talk about this after you go home.”
“I understand.” Ming Muyao frowned slightly as she looked at Yao Jiang through the glass.
Later, the officer brought her to a rest room and told her to contact her assistant or a family member to pick her up. Ming Muyao called Chen Sao, but since she was just a housekeeper and didn’t know what to do, she eventually contacted the company’s assistant instead.
When the person arrived, Ming Muyao was surprised. She stared for a while before saying, “…You came?”
An Jinyao looked at the ‘detained’ Ming Muyao and sneered inwardly, but kept a bright smile on her face. “President Ming, you’ve had a rough morning. As soon as I got the call, I came with our company’s legal director. We’ll make sure your name is cleared.”
Ming Muyao sighed. “I just came to cooperate with the investigation. Who told you I was in trouble?”
“Really?” An Jinyao blinked and grinned. “Maybe I misheard. But it doesn’t matter—our company has strong resources. As long as it’s not something illegal, we can handle it.”
Ming Muyao didn’t bother arguing. Even though this An Jinyao looked exactly like the one she used to know, her personality couldn’t be more different.
The An Jinyao she knew was calm, principled, and couldn’t tolerate any injustice. But this woman?
Flashy and full of flattery.
Ming Muyao didn’t know what she was really thinking, but she was sure this wasn’t the same person she once knew.
Still, she had accepted this world’s setting. In a way, this version wasn’t bad either—it was at least entertaining.
“Since the legal director is here, we might as well make good use of him.”
She pulled An Jinyao aside and said, “I need him to look into something—specifically, the background of the girl who poisoned those people. I want detailed information.”
An Jinyao was completely lost. Poisoning? Detailed info?
Does she think she’s a CEO in a drama or something? What, she wants a full background check in three minutes?
But despite her internal complaints, An Jinyao kept smiling sweetly. “I’ll make sure it’s handled perfectly.”
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