Gu Fan panicked inside, staring fixedly at Xuanchen, and snapped viciously, "Brat, do you have any idea what the consequences are for slandering this young master?"
"Whether it's slander or not, we'll find out once the police arrive." Xuanchen stretched out an arm, wrapped it around little You'er's shoulder, and pulled her into his embrace.
This action only provoked Gu Fan further. His eyes looked as though they were breathing fire, and his fists were clenched tightly.
A look of helplessness crossed Xia Yueyou's eyes. As she looked at the surrounding crowd, she decided to give him some face and let him take advantage of her.
At that moment, two young men squeezed into the crowd, and one of them shouted loudly:
"Young Master Gu, what are you doing here? Didn't you say your newly bought car has arrived? Come on, we'll go with you to pick it up."
With his henchman offering him a way out, Gu Fan felt a weight lift from his chest. He glared at Xuanchen with a vicious gaze and said, "Brat, I'll remember you."
He turned around, intending to leave with his two henchmen.
As a result, the surrounding crowd tacitly blocked their path.
"What do you think you're doing? Do you have any idea who our Young Master Gu is?!"
One henchman roared at the crowd blocking their front, trying to use someone else's power to intimidate them, but unfortunately, it had no effect.
"Young man, this is Kyoto, not your home," an elderly man in his sixties said calmly.
"Exactly. Besides, it's just picking up a car; it won't take more than a few minutes for the police to get here."
"Young Master Gu, if you're really in a rush, just give me your card and I'll go pick it up for you."
"That young brother dared to call the police, which proves he really has evidence. You'd better wait a bit before leaving."
Gu Fan's face turned beet red with anger. When had these ants ever dared to speak to him like this before?
He roared, "If you don't get out of the way right now, this young master will make sure you can't survive in Kyoto!"
"Hah, I'd like to see how you plan to make it impossible for me to survive in Kyoto." An extraordinary-looking young man pushed through the crowd and looked at him coldly.
"Chen... Young Master Chen, why are you here?" Gu Fan asked with a stutter.
"Gu Fan, just wait here peacefully for the police to arrive. If you were truly slandered, I will help you find justice."
Chen Ruixuan glanced at Xuanchen and said calmly.
Xuanchen smiled indifferently, leaned close to Yueyou's ear, and whispered, "You'er, it seems there are still plenty of public-spirited citizens around."
Xia Yueyou nodded, gave him a light push, rubbed her slightly ticklish ear, and lowered her voice: "Stop talking right next to my ear, it tickles."
"A'chen, are you sure he really committed those crimes?"
Xuanchen replied with a voice full of confidence, "Of course. As long as I want to know, nothing in this world can be kept from me."
"Then you don't need me to explain my relationship with him anymore, do you?"
"You'er doesn't need to explain for me to know, but I still want to hear you tell me."
"I won't tell you." She knew he would say that.
The onlookers looked at the handsome man and beautiful woman clinging to each other, feeling a complex mix of emotions in their hearts.
Though they couldn't hear what the two were whispering about, the harmonious atmosphere alone filled them with envy.
They had simply wanted to watch some drama and eat melon, but instead, they ended up stuffed with dog food.
Before long, three police officers hurried over, and the crowd automatically parted a path.
"Who called the police?" the lead officer asked, looking at the crowd.
"It was me." Xuanchen took Xia Yueyou's hand and walked over.
"Hello, young brother. I'm Su Jun, captain of the third detachment of the Dongcheng police station."
"Officer Su, he is the rapist I mentioned. This is the evidence; you can verify it." Xuanchen pointed at Gu Fan, then pulled a USB flash drive out of his pocket.
When Gu Fan saw that USB drive, his pupils constricted violently. He took a large stride forward, wanting to rush up and snatch it away.
As a result, some public-spirited citizen tripped him, sending him crashing face-first onto the slippery floor in a most undignified manner.
Seeing his state, how could the surrounding crowd fail to understand? Rapists had always been among the criminals most deeply loathed by the majority of people.
Su Jun took the USB drive and gave a look to the two police officers behind him. They understood, hauled Gu Fan up, and grabbed his shoulders to keep him from escaping.
Su Jun himself walked over to the nearby Huawei authorized store and, after consulting with the manager, borrowed their computer to examine the USB drive in his hand.
The onlookers didn't leave either, waiting for the results.
A few minutes later, Su Jun walked out with a face as dark as ink.
Suppressing boundless fury, he said to Gu Fan, "Gu Fan, there is now sufficient evidence proving that you committed rape against three women. I now arrest you according to the law!"
"Cuff him!"
With a crisp "clack" of metal colliding, a pair of glittering, ice-cold handcuffs were locked onto Gu Fan's wrists.
Gu Fan's face instantly turned ashen. He knew he was finished, and he glared at Xuanchen with venomous hatred—it was all because of him!
Su Jun walked up to Xuanchen and said with utmost politeness, "Thank you for the tip-off, young brother. I will apply for a reward from the bureau for you."
"A reward won't be necessary. If there's anything else that requires cooperation later, just call this number."
Xuanchen took out his Security Department ID and showed it to him; on it was a string of digits that connected directly to Lu Mingde.
Su Jun flipped open the ID, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks, and raised his hand to salute, but Xuanchen stopped him.
"Alright, I'll leave the rest to you folks. I'll be heading off now."
"Yes!"
All of this was recorded in short videos by several people and posted online; it wouldn't be long before it generated massive traction.
Xuanchen held little You'er's hand and walked toward the telecom service hall in another part of the floor.
Chen Ruixuan hurried up from behind, his gaze dark and gloomy as he looked at the couple's intertwined hands.
He spoke cryptically to Xia Yueyou: "Yue... Miss Xia, I've run into some barriers recently. I wonder if I might ask for your guidance?"
"Sorry, I don't have time. My boyfriend is too clingy," Xia Yueyou replied coldly, hugging one of Xuanchen's arms.
She suddenly discovered another use for him—using him to ward off unwanted romantic attention was actually quite nice.
"Mm, You'er, I really am quite clingy." Xuanchen wrapped both arms around her slender waist, pulling her close and giving her a gentle squeeze.
"Young Master Chen, was it? Since you're able to run into a barrier, it proves you're not suited for that path. You'd better give up, lest you waste your time."
Chen Ruixuan offered a stiff smile. "Heh, in that case, let's reschedule for another day. Sorry to have disturbed you."
A chill ran through his heart. It seemed this person wasn't just some simple character; initially, he had thought the guy was merely an ordinary fellow with decent looks.
Watching the two of them walk away and get swallowed up by the sea of people, he pulled out his phone and made a call.
"Hello, help me look into someone..."
...
"You'er, it seems you have rather a lot of unwanted romantic attention," Xuanchen said, carrying a shopping bag in his left hand while keeping his right arm wrapped around her waist as they walked.
"Are you scared?" Xia Yueyou asked with a light smile.
"I never went to school, I'm an illiterate. How do you write the word 'scared'?"
She swatted away the wandering hand pinching her waist and said, "If you're not scared, then you can just help me block those unwanted suitors."
"That's naturally fine, but I feel this isn't a long-term solution either. I have a plan that can completely nip the fantasies of those pesky suitors of yours in the bud."
Xuanchen wrapped his large hand back around her waist, gave two light coughs, and spoke.
Xia Yueyou asked knowingly, "What plan? Let's hear it."