A Promising Youth novel Chapter 8

The police arrest them and detain the van. My father and brother were dumbfounded, my mother lied on the ground crying. The several traffickers screamed that they were not guilty and why they were arrested.

At that moment, all arguments were useless. The lead officer said, “Defend for yourself in the police station!”

In the afternoon we went to the Police Station Jiangbei Branch of R City. As the victim, the police took quite good care of me; my parents and brother were not identified and were put in a separate room, and the traffickers were dragged straight to the interrogation room.

Two police officers in the office asked me what happened. I told them how my parents framed me in details, but I was soft-hearted, and did not tell them my families trapped me in prison, for the sake of that they were my families.

Master once taught me that it might not be a good thing to spare none, especially for our families.

After taking the statement, I could have left, but as a party, I needed to be on call. I had no place to live in R City, so the police arranged a dormitory for me to stay for the time being. Within two days, the case would be tried, and I could leave then.

I had absolutely no idea what happened to my parents and brother, but I had been kind to them!

Lying in the dorm that night, I took my brother's phone and first looked through the phone album, which contained pictures of him and his girlfriend. Apparently the girl was good-looking, but by no means that pretty girl. After it was confirmed, I was completely at ease.

Then I contacted the number Master gave me, the one called “Sienna Johnston”.

When I was released from prison, I told myself that I must accomplish two great things in the future, the first was to help Master overturn his case and set him free, and the second was to find that pretty girl and repay her.

I hadn't thought of getting back at my parents and brother. They were the ones who had been mean to me and that was why the previous hiccup happened.

After the call was answered, an unfamiliar, cold, but melodious woman's voice came from the other end.

“Hello, who is it?”

“Hello, are you Sienna Johnston?

It was Master who asked me to contact you.”

Pursing my lips, for the first time in my life, I was interacting with a strange woman.

“Master?

Which Master, and who are you?”

Her voice was still cold and laced with doubt.

“My name is Matteo Chan. I knew Master in DG Prison before. He is in his early 40s, very knowledgeable ......”

She immediately interrupted me.

“Got it, where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up now.”

I hastened to say.

“No! I just want to confirm one thing with you. Is Master being wrongly accused? What do you know about him?”

I needed to know the story.

“What do you want?”

She asked in a cold voice.

“Reversing the case for Master!”

“He made you do it?”

“No, he won't let me get involved in this.” I said.

“Then do as he said and stay out of it! Is there something else?” She asked again.

I asked her why. Why didn't she let me get involved?

Master had treated me with great kindness and like given me a second life. It was my duty to reverse the case for him!

But this woman, Sienna Johnston, was as cold as a block of ice, and asked me indifferently.

“Is there something else? If you're short of money, or anything else, you can let me know.”

“What is your relationship with Master?”

I continued to ask again.

“I'll hang up.”

She told me nothing.

I immediately said,

“Don't hang up! I do have something I want to ask for help with!”

She kept its sentence short.