Chapter 172: Chapter 155: Surveillance Line Short-Circuited? Wang Xiao’er’s World Collapses

The Beautiful Person wrapped the bathrobe around themselves, reaching out to grab the leather bag close by.

Immediately after, they pulled out some strange things from inside.

Red candles, plush handcuffs, a pink gag ball, a small spiked whip, black bandage, lace blindfold, cat ear accessories, an unmentionable plug...

After placing everything but the handcuffs in position, the Beautiful Person’s mouth opened in pain, and they then moved to the table, lifting their hips at a suitable angle.

The Beautiful Person closed their mouth slightly in pain, but their eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement: "Come on, bite the bait."

Meanwhile, across the door, Ning An calmly waited as if nothing mattered.

Sure enough, it was just a matter of time before footsteps began to approach.

Especially the sound of heavy weight on the floor; the shoes audibly creaked in pain, indicating to Ning An that the wealthy women had arrived.

Weiwei smiled slightly, covering the door a bit more, saying: "They’re here, they’re here."

The passion in the livestream room reached its peak.

"Are they here? What do you mean they’re here?"

"Does Little Daoist mean they’ve already started a big move on the opposite side, but we just can’t hear?"

"Damn! That’s just too sneaky! I protest, I’m not satisfied, I too want to hear!"

Ning An paced to the bed, aiming the camera below the window.

The next moment.

A gleamingly flashy car from the mountains appeared below the hotel.

The reason for saying so was because the diamond on the car was dazzlingly eye-catching, extraordinarily ostentatious.

Sssss...

Upon seeing this scene, some viewers in the livestream were confused.

"This car shouldn’t be on the mountain, how did it end up here?"

"No idea, maybe there’s a driver, the beauty sent the driver the location, and then they drove over."

"Sigh, really envy the guy, a beauty and a luxury car, definitely a winner in life."

As the viewers in the livestream engaged in scattered guesses, a loud voice emerged.

"You two, guard that entrance, one on each side, make sure no one escapes!"

"Got it!"

Hmm?

Hearing this commotion, the viewers in the livestream were like sharks smelling blood.

"Whoa, what’s this noise, Brother Sect Leader quickly go take a look, I want to watch the drama."

"No idea, could it be the police cracking down on prostitution?"

"Can’t be, it’s broad daylight, never heard of police doing a prostitution sweep in broad daylight."

Ning An, already tired of explaining to these joke-loving netizens.

Hearing the noise across the way, Ning An pretended to be an ordinary audience member, like other guests, opening the room door.

Inside the opposite room, Li Xiao’Er, clutching the thick blanket, stared with terror at the sudden intruders, shouting: "What are you doing here! Get out, or I’ll report you!"

The wealthy woman said nothing, but her female secretary sneered, "Go ahead, I can call anytime now, make your call, you kidnapped my sister to this place, injured her all over, and now you’re saying we’re fabricating? If we hadn’t discovered in time, who knows how miserable my sister’s end would be!"

Beside them, the bodyguard aptly added, "How long does it take for a case to be considered fresh...?"

On the other bed, the Beautiful Person weakly covered their body with a coat, sobbing uncontrollably.

Patchy bare skin exposed, red candle wax on the stomach, welts from the whip on the thighs, and the nearby oval plug stained with droplets of blood...

"I didn’t, I didn’t, she made all of this herself..."

"All by herself? She what, cuffed herself, whipped herself? Should we call the police and have them thoroughly examine!"

The female secretary stepped forward with a mocking tone.

Li Xiao’Er was on the verge of tears: "No... no, all these except the cuffs she put on herself, how’s this my fault..."

"You admit it, then, the cuffs you put on!"

The female secretary pulled out a recorder and her tone grew more derisive, "You kept saying you didn’t, yet now you change your story quickly, tell us, how’d these injuries and objects come about."

"I came out after a shower, these things were here, she said she wanted to spice things up, I swear, I hadn’t even started anything bad yet..."

Li Xiao’Er was collapsing mentally, pointing to the Beautiful Person, on the verge of tears.

"Oh, so you acknowledge these injuries are your doing, good."

The female secretary nodded with satisfaction, suddenly shouting: "You say you did nothing wrong? You tied her here, secretly imprisoned and with ill intent, all the injuries and these objects are evidence, if this isn’t wrong, what is wrong in this world?!"

Li Xiao’Er staggered back onto the bed, mumbling incoherently: "I didn’t ... didn’t, we both agreed, mutual consent, on the street ... on the street..."

"Yes, on the street!" Li Xiao’Er regained composure and shouted: "There’re plenty of cameras on the street, they must’ve captured us, just search those to prove our consent..."

"Sorry, we’ve already investigated on our way here," the female secretary said coolly, shattering his fantasies: "According to your claim, the road you two walked has unfortunately been undergoing electrical maintenance, no footage recorded."

At this point Li Xiao’Er realized he’d fallen into a setup!

Viewers in the livestream erupted with excitement.

"This is thrilling, sensing a whiff of conspiracy."

"Conspiracy, what? This is outright maneuvering! They’re leveraging resources, openly crushing you, what can you do?"

"Finished, this lad’s fate’s settled, say your last words, don’t think they want his money, most likely made someone unhappy."

"It’s still manageable, later on when no one’s around, he’ll vanish from the world, even if reported missing, they can suppress it."

The viewers looked somberly at Li Xiao’Er, regret written on their faces.

For someone high up socially to play such a routine with a nobody, shows they’re respecting society’s basic order.

Crushing an ordinary person is terribly simple for them.

Using such complex methods to trap someone is a testament to their benevolence, opting to engage within social norms.

If they weren’t happy, those games wouldn’t be on the table.

A drunk driver, slippery roads...

Perhaps the simplest of ways!

And Li Xiao’Er, realizing this, his mind raced.

Swallowing hard, Li Xiao’Er feigned composure, sounding tough but vulnerable: "I’m calling the police, saying I’m soliciting, worst case I get half a month’s detention, pay a few thousand fine, you won’t get a thing from me!"