Chapter 26

The girl who fell from the building, although not directly landing on the concrete ground, was still in a critical condition due to the severe impact and blood loss, which could have drained her life within minutes. The bushes and grass had provided some cushioning, but it was not enough.

Qin Lang recognized the girl, and they had only met yesterday. This girl was Zhou Lingling! Today, she was wearing her school uniform and had attempted suicide here. Zhou Lingling probably knew she was in grave danger; her eyes were wide open, and her lips moved slightly as if she wanted to say something to Qin Lang, but with such severe injuries, she could not speak.

However, Qin Lang could see the instinct for survival in her eyes, perhaps her attempt to die was just an impulsive act.

"Don't worry, you won't die. I promise!" Instead of calling for an ambulance, Qin Lang put a red pill into her mouth. It was the "Hundred Toxin Great Revival Pill" given to him by the old poison master, a true life-saving pill! Qin Lang only had three of them!

As Qin Lang was taking this action, many students and teachers who were in class had already rushed out of the classrooms, including the students from Class 31. No matter how the physics teacher tried to stop them, it was in vain.

Countless eyes were fixed on Qin Lang and Zhou Lingling, who was lying in a pool of blood. The students began to whisper and speculate.

The teachers hurriedly tried to maintain order, not allowing other students to approach Qin Lang and Zhou Lingling.

Of course, someone had already called the ambulance and the police.

At this moment, Qin Lang's attention was entirely on Zhou Lingling, and he was unaware of the crowd that had gathered around. Fortunately, the pill he had given her was effective; the bleeding from her wounds had significantly slowed, and although her breathing was weak, it was gradually becoming stable.

Qin Lang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as the sound of the ambulance sirens approached. It seemed that Zhou Lingling would be able to hold on.

Once he was sure that Zhou Lingling would survive, Qin Lang's attention shifted, and he only then noticed the large crowd that had gathered around.

Qin Lang stood up and smiled, preparing to accept the praise from the teachers and students. Today, his actions were undoubtedly a heroic act, and he had done something truly remarkable. Even if he didn't receive a commendation for bravery, at least he could make the front page of the school newspaper and gain some recognition.

Just as Qin Lang was lost in his thoughts, two school security guards rushed over and tackled him to the ground.

Then, Qin Lang noticed that the looks from the surrounding students were not of admiration and praise, but of contempt and disdain. He clearly heard words like "beast," "animal," and "thug," and some even spat at him.

What was going on?

As Zhou Lingling was lifted into the ambulance, Qin Lang was also pushed into a police car in a daze.

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Bang!

A heavy slap landed on the wooden table in front of Qin Lang. A middle-aged police officer with a fierce look and a strong sense of justice glared at him, "Confess quickly! If you anger me, you'll regret it!"

Qin Lang was brought to the police station in a daze and was now being asked to confess, which only added to his confusion. As a hero who had acted bravely, why was he being treated like a criminal suspect?

"Uncle Police, what do you want me to confess?" Qin Lang tried to understand the situation.

"Still not being honest!"

The police officer slapped the table again, "Little punk, pretending to be innocent in front of me won't work! Who doesn't know that I, Liu Chuanlei, am impartial and incorruptible? My daughter also studies at No. 7 High School. A scum like you, worse than a beast, should be locked up. Confess quickly, or you'll regret it!"

"It's not—Uncle Police, I really don't know what to confess." Qin Lang looked innocent, "A girl fell from the building, and I just went to save her. That's all."

"You went to save her?"

The middle-aged police officer sneered, "I think you're selling dog-skin ointment in the underworld—deceiving the dead! Kid, I've seen many students like you who don't want to study and give up. But once they fall into my hands, they don't stay tough for long!"

"What do you want?" Qin Lang was getting angry, "Are you going to torture me? Force a confession?"

"Don't worry, I'm an old party member and an experienced police officer. I won't do anything illegal. But if you don't give me a satisfactory confession before I finish my shift, you'll have to spend the night in the detention center. You've probably never been there, but it's not a place you'd want to spend a day in!"

"I've already said, I just wanted to save her." Qin Lang refused to accept false accusations.

"Is that so?" The middle-aged police officer sneered, "Why did you save her? You were the first to arrive at the scene. Did you call an ambulance? Did you report it? However, we have witnesses who saw you put some unknown drug into her mouth. You're not a doctor, so what were your intentions in giving her medication under such circumstances?"

"Do you suspect I wanted to kill her?" Qin Lang laughed coldly, "We're classmates, with no grudges or enmity. What motive would I have to kill her?"

Qin Lang gradually realized that his impulsive actions had caused him significant trouble. However, even if he had to reconsider, he would not regret his decision.

"This—needs you to tell me." The middle-aged police officer looked at his watch, "I have another hour before my shift ends. You can choose to stay here overnight or spend the night in a cell with eight others!"

The middle-aged police officer clearly had extensive interrogation experience. He knew how to break down a teenager's psychological defenses. There was no need to explain in detail what kind of people were in detention centers and prisons; today's teenagers already knew from movies and TV what kind of people were locked up there and what kind of perverse habits they had. Through the "artistic processing" in movies, detention centers and prisons had long been seen as hell on earth.

Bang!

The door to the interrogation room slammed shut.

Qin Lang had calmed down and began to analyze the series of events that had occurred.

When Zhou Lingling fell from the building, Qin Lang had no time to think about whether it was an accident or a suicide. But now, after careful consideration, it was likely the latter. The contempt from the surrounding students was probably because they suspected he had a direct or indirect connection to Zhou Lingling's fall, and the police clearly thought the same.

He never expected that his good intentions would lead to such an unjust situation.

But thinking of Zhou Lingling's pleading and pitiful eyes, Qin Lang did not regret his actions.

Even if he had to endure some委屈 (unfair treatment), as long as he could save Zhou Lingling's life, it was worth it.

However, how could he clear his name?

From the current evidence, the situation was clearly very unfavorable for Qin Lang.

He thought carefully. If he wanted to clear his name, he could only hope that Zhou Lingling would recover.

But that would not happen in a day or two.

Before long, Qin Lang's parents arrived at the police station and were granted permission to visit him.

The middle-aged police officer opened the door to the interrogation room and said to Qin Lang's parents, "As parents, you should educate your son properly. You two are intellectuals—never mind, there's no point in saying more. Get your son to confess early and seek leniency—"

"Leniency your mother!"

Qin Lang's mother suddenly exploded, shocking not only the middle-aged police officer but also Qin Lang, who was stunned. In his memory, his mother was always a well-mannered and dignified intellectual woman. He never expected her to curse, especially at a police officer!