"What on earth are you still hiding from us?!" Phoebe Hoffman had provoked the Red Alliance, thereby shaking the very foundation of the Hoffman Family. Even Mr. Hoffman, who doted on her, couldn’t help but lose his temper and slamd the table fiercely, demanding clarity, "You must explain everything to today. What else have you been hiding from the family?"
Before he finished speaking, suddenly a siren wailed outside.
This area was a villa district, and it was the first ti a siren had been heard here. Mr. Hoffman’s face changed color, and he looked at Phoebe Hoffman in surprise.
"You..."
Mrs. Hoffman was also frightened. "Why do I hear the sound of a police car? It couldn’t be coming for our family, could it?"
Phoebe Hoffman hadn’t expected a police car to co either. She didn’t know what to think, and turned pale with fright. She trembled and hurriedly picked up her phone, scrolled through her contacts, and dialed a number.
The police car arrived quickly and was soon outside the Hoffman’s gate.
Even though Mr. Hoffman was furious and anxious, he had no choice but to get up and go out to et them, trying to stall them temporarily.
But the police showed him no respect; they went straight past him into the villa’s living room and asked, "Who is Phoebe Hoffman?"
Everyone in the Hoffman family suspected the police had co because of Phoebe, but seeing that the police were indeed looking for her, everyone panicked.
Father Zhou and Mother Zhou usually lacked decision-making ability, and they sat there silently.
Lincoln Hoffman remained relatively calm, stood up, approached, and asked, "Hello, I’m her uncle. What has she done?"
While speaking, he discreetly tried to slip them a bank card.
But before he could hand it over, they withdrew their hand, not giving him any face at all. With a cold face and a mockingly derisive glance, they said, "Miss Hoffman has so nerve—this is no small matter. We suspect she’s involved in a deliberate murder!"
"Deliberate murder?" Mrs. Hoffman’s eyes rolled back, and she almost fainted.
The other mbers of the Hoffman family were also stunned.
"Take her away!"
Before the whole family could react, a police ordered the officers below to grab Phoebe Hoffman.
Throughout the process, Phoebe Hoffman struggled fiercely, screaming non-stop, but no matter how she struggled, it was futile against seasoned officers from the Beijing Police Departnt. It only took a mont before she was embarrassingly pinned to the ground, handcuffed, and forcibly dragged outside.
The whole process was astonishingly efficient.
The Hoffman family was shocked. Mr. Hoffman could only watch helplessly as his granddaughter was taken away by the police. One hand covering his chest, his face flushed an extre shade of purple with emotion, he exclaid, "On what grounds do you burst into our ho to arrest soone? You say she’s suspected of deliberate murder—do you have evidence? Who approved this? I’m telling you, the Hoffman family is not a place where you can behave recklessly!"
The arresting officer looked at him mockingly, raised an eyebrow, and responded with just one sentence, "Mr. Hoffman, we wouldn’t arrest soone without evidence. Miss Hoffman knows exactly what she did."
Mr. Hoffman was stunned and moved his lips as if trying to ask sothing more.
The officer was succinct, "Her arrest was at the behest of Amadeus from the Yancey Family. As for the specifics, you can investigate them yourselves. But rest assured, Miss Hoffman is not wronged this ti! The cris she committed—both confession and physical evidence are at hand; she’d be sentenced just based on the law. How long she’ll actually serve—whether she gets a life sentence or just ten or twenty years—depends entirely on the attitude of the girl she offended. If that girl is willing to forgive her, Miss Hoffman might still save her life; otherwise... you better prepare yourselves psychologically."
"I still have to work overti on interrogations, so I won’t disturb you any further." He hurried off quickly.
They didn’t give the Hoffman family any chance to retain them.
Mr. Hoffman ca to his senses, swayed, and his vision darkened as he collapsed straight backward—
The Hoffman family was dood!
*
Lincoln Hoffman was a top-tier hacker himself. Finding out what Phoebe Hoffman had done wouldn’t be hard.
Especially since Phoebe’s phone was left at ho.
They just needed to check her phone, and the Hoffman family quickly understood the whole story.
In broad daylight, Phoebe Hoffman had hired a group of hooligans to ambush a high school girl with deadly weapons at the entrance of McKinney City Hospital.
And she hadn’t even properly cleared the transaction records on her own phone!
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