With these thoughts, the panic in his heart slowly subsided.
Just then, the door to the hospital room was pushed open.
Several police officers walked in.
"Mr. Huang, someone has accused you of raping multiple female artists and even torturing one to death. You are now being arrested for murder and rape charges. Please come with us to the police station," one of the officers announced.
As the officer finished speaking, handcuffs were clasped onto Huang Wenan's wrists.
Huang Wenan's face turned completely pale, his demeanor fraught with panic.
"Officer... Officer, there must be some mistake, I swear I'm innocent..."
The officer's expression was cold and unfeeling as he pulled out a stack of photographs.
Huang Wenan's eyes widened in horror. Moments before, he was considering how to deny the allegations, but as the photos were laid bare before him, he succumbed to despair.
Leaning on his status as a director in the past, he indeed had his way with many female artists.
