Chapter 94: It Really Is a Crime by an Acquaintance

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: It Really Is a Crime by an Acquaintance

DING—

The elevator arrived at the 12th floor.

Fisher keyed in the passcode and opened the door.

The living room was silent. Fisher tiptoed inside, with the two police officers following behind her.

Just then, the person in the room sniffing Fisher’s clothes heard the door open. He frowned and quickly ducked back under the bed.

Fisher whispered, "He should be in the bedroom."

"Okay, I’ll go take a look," the younger officer replied in a low voice.

[Ah! This is so tense!]

[First time watching a livestream of a pervert getting caught. So exciting~]

[Followed the streamer. Is it always this exciting every day?]

[That depends on whether the streamer is willing to stream every day.]

The younger officer lightened his steps as he approached the bedroom.

The door was ajar. He reached out and pushed it open.

The person under the bed saw a pair of men’s leather shoes appear in the doorway. His heart sank, and a look of displeasure crossed his face.

’Does Yules have a boyfriend?’

’Damn it!’

’How could you get a boyfriend?’

’How dare you?’

The younger officer walked to the side of the bed and took a flashlight from his belt.

He switched on the flashlight, bent over, and shone it under the bed.

[Is anyone there?]

[Ahhh, I’m so excited!]

Fisher clutched her phone, her palms sweating from nervousness.

Caught off guard, the person under the bed was blinded by the strong light and instinctively raised a hand to shield his eyes.

The younger officer demanded sharply, "Why are you hiding under someone’s bed? Come out!"

Fisher’s eyelashes trembled.

’There really is someone here!’

[OMG! The streamer is amazing!]

[How can someone be so perverted...]

After waiting for a few minutes, the person under the bed still hadn’t come out.

"Greg, he’s not coming out," the younger officer said with a frown.

[Damn, is he going to just hide in his shell?]

[Drag him out!]

Greg, the older officer, also entered the room. He squatted down to look under the bed, his expression displeased. "Is it because you’re not wearing clothes that you don’t dare to come out?"

Hearing this, Fisher’s heart leaped into her throat. She couldn’t dare to imagine what might have happened if she hadn’t connected with Renee Jennings and had been home alone.

[Oh god! He’s really naked!]

[My god, if Fisher hadn’t called the police... Y’all, I can’t even think about what would’ve happened.]

Greg took out his phone to record the situation at the scene, then turned his head and said, "Chase, give him the clothes."

He stood up and looked at the pale-faced Fisher with sympathy. "Miss Yules, please step away for a moment. Let the suspect get dressed."

"Okay." Fisher quickly walked out to the living room.

She sat on the sofa, looked at Renee Jennings on the screen, and said with immense gratitude, "Streamer, thank you so, so much for today!"

Renee Jennings’s lips curved into a smile. "You’re welcome," she said lightly. "The main thing is that you were willing to listen."

[Yeah, Fisher is so good at taking advice. The streamer told her to go downstairs and she went immediately!]

[Right, Fisher is super good at taking advice!]

Greg stood nearby, secretly pricking up his ears to listen to the conversation between Yules and Renee Jennings.

’This streamer is really incredible.’

’Based on his professional experience, if it weren’t for Renee Jennings’s warning today, Miss Yules would have most likely been in serious trouble.’

Just as he was thinking this, Chase arrived in the living room with the suspect.

Fisher turned her head and saw the man handcuffed by Chase. A look of shock appeared in her eyes. "How could it be you?"

[Huh?? Fisher knows this damn pervert?]

[Holy crap, it was really committed by an acquaintance!]

Hearing this, Greg inquired, "Miss Yules, do you know the suspect?"

"I do." Fisher nodded, her voice filled with anger. "He’s the owner of the fruit shop on the first floor of the complex, and he’s also my coworker’s husband!"

[He has a wife, but he’s still peeping on other girls? I can’t even! Why is he so scummy?]

[Disgusting pig! His wife is so unlucky.]

Fisher suddenly remembered something, and her face filled with rage. "No wonder he’d always greet me whenever I passed the fruit shop, asking where I was going and for how long. It turns out he wanted to sneak into my apartment!"

Renee Jennings frowned. "So you told him every time?"

"Yes!" Fisher was extremely regretful. "Because he’s my coworker’s husband, I didn’t think much of it."

[This makes me think I’ll have to be more careful when people I don’t know well talk to me.]

[Sisters, you must always be on your guard when you’re out!]

"I’ve been framed!" the fruit shop owner argued dishonestly. "This is my first time here!"

"You’re lying!" Fisher stared at him with disgust. "You’ve obviously been here many times, and you even lay on my bed naked! Aren’t you disgusting? You also stole a bunch of my underwear!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the fruit shop owner’s eyes. "You have security cameras in your apartment?"

’Yules wasn’t home when I did those things. How could she know?’

"So you admit it?" Fisher glared at him hatefully.

If the police weren’t here, she really would have slapped him.

’Disgusting man!’

Greg stared at him scrutinizingly. "How did you get the passcode to this apartment?"

The fruit shop owner played dumb. "I don’t have a passcode. I just happened to see her door was unlocked, so I came in to take a look."

"Bullshit!" Fisher was so angry she cursed. "I have a cat at home! I check the door every single time I close it!"

"Still trying to argue?" Greg said sharply. "You can take your time arguing with us down at the station."

He looked at Fisher, whose face was red with anger, and his tone softened. "Miss Yules, we’ll need you to come with us to the station to give a statement."

"Okay." Fisher was so angry that tears welled up. She raised a hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.

She got into the police car and glanced at the livestream comments, seeing that the viewers were all comforting her.

[Don’t cry, sis!]

[The bad guy will definitely pay for this!]

[Don’t be scared, sis. You did nothing wrong. The damn pervert is the one who’s wrong!]

A warm feeling suddenly spread through Fisher’s heart. She was moved. "Thank you, everyone. Thank you, Streamer. I’m so glad you were all here!"

[Sis, message the damn pervert’s wife and tell her to go to the police station and slap him a couple of times.]

[That’s right, let his wife see just how disgusting he is!]

The viewers all started giving her suggestions.

Fisher thought it made sense, so she called her coworker and told her all the trashy things her husband had done.

Her coworker’s voice grew heavy. "I’m taking time off work and coming over right now."

A chill went down the fruit shop owner’s spine. He gritted his teeth and snarled, "Yules, did you really have to be so ruthless? I didn’t even do anything to you! You didn’t lose anything!"

[He has the fucking nerve to say that? So shameless!]

[Trash]

Fisher was also stunned by his shameless comment.

She pressed her lips together, not wanting to speak to him at all.

’Even saying one more word to this kind of garbage person feels like an insult to myself.’

After the police car stopped, Renee Jennings said softly, "Fisher has to go give her statement now, so let’s end the call here."

[Ahhh, don’t end the stream! Stay connected!]

[They probably can’t stream while she’s giving a statement. Let’s be understanding, everyone.]

Although Fisher was reluctant to hang up, she understood.

She looked at Renee Jennings, her gaze sincere. "Thank you again, Streamer! If I get the chance, I’ll definitely have to treat you to a meal!"

"Okay, I look forward to it." Renee Jennings smiled. "Then, until we meet again."