Chapter 1299:

The four of them were all at a loss, and they didn't understand that Yu Yang suddenly called them over and asked what the communication was for.
But looking at Zhuang Jia's ugly face, one could guess that it might have something to do with her, and they didn't ask too much.
When all four of them left and the door closed again, Zhuang Jia couldn’t help asking Yu Yang:
Is it possible that it’s someone else? I think rooms 305, 307, and 310 on this floor of the dormitory are all living...but Why?...Have I offended anyone?"
"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen." Yu Yang comforted her.
It's just that his tone is faint, as if thinking about things, a little absent-minded.
"The bus seems to have a real-name system, your ID is damaged, and you can't ride the bus..." He thought, and pondered for a moment, and said, "I need to lead the team into the mountain in the afternoon. I will arrange for someone to take you back home. I’ll make a call, and I’ll have to reissue the certificate and bank card."
Yu Yang took out some cash and a credit card from his wallet and put it in Zhuang Jia's wallet.
"Before the replacement, I will use mine for now," he said.
Zhuang Jia pursed her lips, held his hand, and shook her head gently.
She still looked terrified.
Yu Yang remembered Zhuang Jia's illness, and he could not guess that Zhuang Jia would not ride in a stranger's car.
She was originally very afraid of the opposite sex. She was able to come by Li Rui's car because Li Rui was his assistant and she believed him.
Now that this kind of thing happens, Zhuang Jia’s symptoms are only serious, like a frightened cat, suspicious, will explode at any time, how can he be willing to ride with a strange man in the car?
...... Find her a female driver?
At this point, where does he go to find a trustworthy female police officer who happens to have no mission on him?
Yu Yang thought for a while and asked her: "I will let Hu Fangfang come over to accompany you in the afternoon. I will be busy for two more days at most, and then we can go back to Qingjiang together, can we?"
Zhuang Jia nodded.
This is agreed.
Yu Yang looked at her unobtrusive appearance, and felt that she was pitiful, distressed, and lovely and touching.
As a man, maybe he can't avoid being vulgar, and likes the feeling of being relied on by the woman he loves.
He put her in his arms, gently stroked the long hair on his back, and whispered: "I should know who it is, but now the investigation work is imminent and there is no room for it... Wait two more days at most, two days later, I will handle it."
Zhuang Jia hesitated when he heard the words, "Who is it?"
Yu Yang was silent for a while, as if he was scrupulous, and didn't say clearly, "I'll tell you when I come back. I can't tell you for a while now."
Zhuang Jia stopped asking.
When the incident first happened, Yu Yang was still unclear about the identity of the other party. After asking the four assistants, he said that he knew who it was. The answer was obviously one of the four.
But why didn't he say?
Is it because there is no evidence, or because it will affect this case? Or is it another...even lesser known reason?
Zhuang Jia was uneasy.
She tried to control, trying to adjust her emotions.
She knows her own fault: everything can't help but think badly.
The more I think about it, the more I am afraid, the more I think about it, the more scared I am. Her doctor called this a psychological suggestion, suggesting that some non-existent crisis makes her live in fear, which will eventually lead to severe heterophobia, a little social disorder, and not Light persecution delusions and so on.
Zhuang Jia tried to make herself think better.
For example, the person didn't hurt her after coming in, but destroyed the bank card and ID, and then pinched her.
She did not lose any money, nor was she physically harmed.
It's like a prank...
If it is really just a prank, why should Yu Yang hesitate not to say the other's name?
…Okay, okay, she went back to square one and started to radiate negative thoughts again.
So, who did those four people lie?