novelraw Chapter 493 - 234. When Mu Jin Huan arrived, the police had already handcuffed Nan Wan.
Chapter 493 - 234. When Mu Jin Huan arrived, the police had already handcuffed Nan Wan.
The wheels of the silver Mayback were coated with a thick layer of mud, the front of the car was dented and emitting wisps of smoke, the car key was still in the ignition slot, and the door was wide open.Mu Jin Huan had evidently just gotten out of the car, one leg stepping onto the stairs, and his steps abruptly halted when he saw Nan Wan being led out of the villa by the police. He remained in that position, completely still.
The original color of his leather shoes was no longer discernible, covered in mud. His black shirt was stained with paint and dust, and his usually well-groomed and neat short hair was now in disarray.
Due to the astonishing speed, the car had hit a utility pole while turning, causing his forehead to strike the steering wheel, with the blood from the wound having already dried.
In his deep eyes, the image of Nan Wan was reflected.
Her light blue shirt was soaked with red blood, turning a color somewhere between black and brown, with even her arms, white as seagulls, smeared with it.
Her long hair was tangled and wet, sticking to her cheeks and neck, her face pale and frail, as if she had just been pulled from icy waters.
Yet, it was those eyes, those moist and bright eyes, that were familiar to Mu Jin Huan.
In the one hour and thirty-seven minutes it took to cross half the city, Mu Jin Huan’s mind had considered countless possibilities, but he had never anticipated that the woman he cherished would be brought out of a villa handcuffed.
This was Mrs. Mu, whom Mu Jin Huan had promised to protect for a lifetime.
How dare they treat her so rudely!
Every step Mu Jin Huan took felt like traversing a board covered in burning needles; he could almost hear the sound of his heart shattering.
His pitch-black eyes, capable of engulfing storms, swept over the police officers holding Nan Wan’s arms like daggers, "Unlock them."
It was just two simple words, yet they carried a chilling aura that could make one tremble involuntarily.
Receiving the pleading look from a subordinate, the leading officer sidestepped those in front and approached Mu Jin Huan, his tone respectful but firm in his duty, "Mr. Mu, this involves a criminal case concerning human life, I’m afraid..."
Mu Jin Huan didn’t seem to care what the officer was saying at all. He reached out and grabbed the officer’s collar, the veins on his hand bulging, his strength such that a bit more force might tear the other apart.
His sharply defined features exuded an icy air, his voice so cold it could almost chill water, "I’ll say it again, unlock the handcuffs."
The seasoned officer, who had faced countless life-and-death decisions, was momentarily overwhelmed by this intimidating atmosphere, leaving his mind blank for several seconds.
The suspect’s identity was rather sensitive, with both the Mu Family and the Nan Family being the most prominent in Qing City, holding power and influence enough to blot out the sky.
The leading officer had no doubt that if he said ’No’, the recently renowned Mu Family’s CEO would unhesitatingly wring his neck in the next moment.
His brain working fast, he reached a decision after brief contemplation.
Signaling to his subordinates with his eyes, "Unlock the handcuffs for Mrs. Mu."
The police standing on either side of Nan Wan quickly complied with the order and then stepped aside.
Shoved backward with great force, gaining freedom in his neck, the leading officer finally breathed easier.
Clenching his fist loosely in front of his mouth, he coughed lightly twice, "Mr. Mu, we hope you won’t make things difficult for us, maximum five minutes."
With these words, the leading officer and his subordinates moved a few steps away.
Behind the police car, a newly arrived officer righteously protested, "Leader, isn’t this against regulations?"
The leading officer gave him a cold look, took out a cigarette and lit it, "Regulations are made by people. Do you want to wait for the chief’s call?
"But... what if the suspect escapes?"
The leader kicked him, then glanced back at the two at the villa’s entrance before lowering his voice to scold, "Are you blind? That’s Nan Ze’s sister, Mu Jin Huan’s wife, who in Qing City doesn’t recognize her face? Where could she run to?"
...
Nan Wan stood motionless, gazing unblinkingly at the man seemingly descended from the heavens, as he approached her, step by step.
What a sight it was...
Her husband, Mr. Mu, had shed his surrounding hostility, and though disheveled, his features remained striking. With each step he took, the warmth between his brows intensified, and in his deep, ocean-like black eyes, there was only her reflection.
He brought warmth with him, while... behind her, there was a glaring patch of blood.