"You can tell right away that this guy is not a good guy!"
"Looks like a human being."
"It's so abominable, you can be so mean!"
All of a sudden, the car started to boil. Each of these passengers was more powerful than the other, and they all gathered around. The already bad air made people feel suffocating.
"You brat, how dare you molest my girlfriend?" This woman's boyfriend was also an indiscriminate man. He rushed over and grabbed me by the collar.
I looked at him with cold eyes and said in a commanding tone, "Let go!" There was no anger, just a hint of anger, but it was full of oppression. To be precise, it was the overwhelming aura of the superior.
The man couldn't help but take a step back. After all, this young man was too powerful and his momentum was really terrifying. "Hey, you bully others and you are so arrogant?" After the woman finished speaking, she wanted to rush over and slap me.
As soon as he reached out, he grabbed her wrist and said, "It was just an accident." It was obviously just an accident. Besides, would I be interested in a big sister like you? I'm much younger than you, so I'm really crazy.
"Nonsense, it's obviously your hands that are touching me!" The woman was also furious. No one would be so arrogant after harassing others. This young man is really crazy.
How is that possible? It was clearly this woman who fell on me, so how could she still speak so confidently? Could it be...
"This young man is really arrogant."
"You actually lied without changing your face?"
"It's really shameless! How shameless!"
"If today's teenagers are like this, what will they do in the future?"
I wanted to yell, "Shut up," but I held back. It's not a good time to cause public outrage, otherwise I would probably be driven directly to the police station. That would be really bad luck for the rest of my life.
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I was looking at the passengers who were talking, and suddenly I noticed that one person looked a bit gloating about his misfortune. "He is the one who harassed you." I pointed at the man suddenly, and everyone's eyes suddenly turned to the man. Originally, the man was still gloating about his misfortune.
Yes, his expression froze now, and he hasn't changed yet, so of course someone else saw him.
"Is it really him?"
"But this man is quite a gentleman."
"How is that possible? That boy must have said it nonsense!"
Gentleman? He is a gentleman like that. He is so shameless. I really don’t understand why so many people look at people’s appearance and then draw conclusions. Although I look like a bad boy, even though I am a bad boy too.
It's quite bad, but I'm not a lesbian, how could I touch a girl randomly?
I put my hands in my pockets and said, "The person who touched you should have touched you from behind, and I was in front." I didn't want to say anything, so I just leaned against the window and let them do whatever they wanted. These guys are all crazy.
"Driver, drive to the police station! You must catch this pervert!" When the woman's boyfriend said this, he looked at me with contempt and disdain. This expression made me really unhappy.
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"Jason called up the satellite data for my location." It didn't make sense, so I went straight to the evidence.
What? The people around are a little confused. This boy is actually qualified to retrieve satellite data? What is his identity? But how could a boy with such an identity appear on the bus?
When the bus arrived at the police station, there were already many police officers standing outside.
"Master Qian, I'm sorry, but could you please come to the police station?" The chief of the police station was also outside and said to me apologetically.
"You have to catch this pervert carefully." He actually gloated to me, damn it.
The director pulled up the video data he received, and immediately everyone could clearly see that it was the man I had testified against earlier, who was taking advantage of the woman next to him while the car was braking. It was so clear that there was no excuse at all.
"I'm sorry." The woman and her boyfriend were busy apologizing to me.
I glanced at the two people with my eyes coldly, then turned around and got into the car that Jason had asked to drive over. If it weren't for my background, wouldn't it be someone else who would really have you sent to jail?
Police station? And it’s still difficult to explain. I don’t want to pay attention to these indiscriminate people.
I hate people who wrongly accuse others the most. Being wronged can make a person lose everything, but those who have really done bad things can always get away with it. It is very unfair.