Volume1 Chapter11 Conspiracy

Long Kun had already realized that the situation was far from simple. These two were likely working together to frame him. But by now, it was too late, for Chen Yong had already seized his bag and pulled out the iPad that should not have been there.

Chen Yong snorted derisively, "Still denying it? The evidence is right in front of you. What more can you say, you poor wretch?"

Long Kun's face turned pale. He had never expected that Chen Yong would stoop to such a vile trick to frame him. But his voice remained resolute. "I've told you, it wasn't me."

"Ha! If it wasn't you, then did the iPad just decide to crawl into your bag by itself?" Chen Yong's mocking laugh echoed around the room. The murmurs of the surrounding students began to grow louder, then quieter.

"Who knew he was this kind of person!"

"Just when I thought he had changed, it turns out he's become a thief."

Long Kun's face grew even darker. He knew he hadn't stolen it. He even knew that this was a deliberate plot by Chen Yong, but now he was at a loss as to how to prove his innocence.

"Quiet down! What's going on here? Why are you not sitting at your seats?" The loud voice of the English teacher, Mrs. Wang, cut through the rising chatter.

Seeing her enter, the students who had gathered around quickly scattered back to their seats. Only Chen Yong remained, standing before Long Kun, holding his bag and the iPad.

Mrs. Wang frowned upon seeing that some students had not followed her instructions, but her expression softened when she saw that it was the class monitor, Chen Yong, whom she usually favored. "What's going on, Chen Yong? Why aren't you back in your seat?"

Chen Yong waved the iPad in his hand and said, "Teacher, I've caught a thief. My iPad was stolen by Long Kun."

Mrs. Wang's brow furrowed once more. Stealing was a serious accusation. Her gaze turned sharp and filled with disgust as she looked at the student she had never liked, "Long Kun, what's the meaning of this? Not only are you failing to study properly, but now you've resorted to stealing?"

Long Kun clenched his fists, his eyes fixed intently on Chen Yong as he spoke with unwavering clarity, "I've told you, I didn't steal it." He felt utterly helpless, as though he were powerless against this injustice. If it were Luo An, how would he handle this?

"You still won't admit it? Then we'll call the police," Chen Yong sneered, already pulling out his phone.

Mrs. Wang, sensing that things were escalating, quickly intervened, "Enough, Chen Yong, we don't need to involve the police in this. Long Kun, admit your mistake and apologize to Chen Yong." Though she didn't like Long Kun, she didn't want to involve the police. First, it would tarnish the school's reputation, and second, no matter how much she disliked him, she didn't wish to ruin a student's life. She knew that if the police truly investigated and found Long Kun guilty, his future would be destroyed. Reality was harsh—although everyone said that one could change if they acknowledged their mistakes, some errors, once made, required a lifetime to amend.

"Fine," Chen Yong said, his voice dripping with false benevolence, "If you admit to stealing it, I won't call the police."

All eyes were now on Long Kun. His face turned ashen, but he spoke clearly, "I've told you, I didn't steal it."

Chen Yong, seeing that Long Kun wouldn't concede, smirked with satisfaction, pressing the dial button on his phone. "Teacher Wang, I'm not denying him a chance. It's his own refusal to admit the truth. Maybe only when the police arrive will he finally confess."

At this moment, Lu Zhongyu spoke up, "Why are we involving the police when we don't even know the full story?"

Tang Keyu, from the class, added, "This situation doesn't need to escalate to the point of involving the police. The teachers will handle it."

But the phone call had already gone through. Chen Yong, clearly intent on making things worse, briefed the police on the situation. To his surprise, they responded swiftly and said they would send someone over immediately.

A wave of sympathy swept over the students as they looked at Long Kun. Chen Yong had clearly intended to make a spectacle of this, and some even felt a sense of schadenfreude. "No matter how tough Long Kun is, he's still being crushed by Chen Yong. Serves him right for not keeping his hands clean."

Amid the various looks of disdain or sympathy from his classmates, Long Kun's eyes met the worried expressions of Lu Zhongyu and Tang Keyu. For a moment, a sense of calm washed over him. At least the people he cared about were concerned for him. That was enough. He realized, just as Luo An had said, that he was still too naïve.

The police arrived unusually quickly—two young officers, one of whom seemed familiar with Chen Yong. Long Kun noticed their familiar glances and understood: from start to finish, this was Chen Yong's plot. A bitter smile tugged at his lips. He hadn't realized just how narrow-minded a person could be, but now he was curious to see how the rest of this drama would unfold.

Without any further explanation, the two officers moved to take Long Kun away. Hearing the commotion, the homeroom teacher, Mr. Huang, rushed to intervene, but the officers swiftly charged him with obstructing their work. Mr. Huang, now afraid, fell silent. He wanted to speak up for Long Kun, but he had no idea that this was all part of Chen Yong's scheme.

Seeing that things were spiraling out of control, Lu Zhongyu urgently pulled out his phone, hoping to call his father for help. Though he didn't yet understand the full scope of the situation, he trusted his judgment: Long Kun was not the kind of person to commit such an act. He knew Long Kun well; if he had the capacity to go bad, it would have happened a long time ago.

Tang Keyu, her face etched with concern, stepped aside from the crowd and, hidden from view, made a call. At first, she had doubted, especially since the iPad had been found in Long Kun's bag. But when Long Kun spoke with such unwavering certainty that he didn't steal it, her instincts told her that he was telling the truth. The same conviction she had seen in his eyes when he said, "If you've done something wrong, you must bear the consequences" was there again. She believed him. Moreover, she had noticed the odd behavior of the officers and the sinister smiles exchanged between Chen Yong and He Yu. As someone with sharp insight, Tang Keyu couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.

Long Kun was finally taken away by the two officers. Throughout the entire process, he remained unnervingly calm, his gaze cool as he observed the varied expressions of those around him. Of course, he noticed the concern on Tang Keyu, Lu Zhongyu, and even Hu Xiaoxiao's faces. A warm feeling spread through his chest. At least he had come to understand certain people and certain things, hadn't he?

Accompanying Long Kun were Chen Yong and He Yu, who were assisting with the investigation. This was about to reach its most dramatic moment. How could Chen Yong, the mastermind, let it end so easily?