My high-speed train seat was taken.

I said, "6A by the window is my seat. Please move."

The guy sitting on the outside looked up at me and said, "Sorry, we are police escorting a suspect. Can you switch seats?"

The next second, the suspect looked up.

It was the jerk senior who scammed me out of five thousand dollars.

Without hesitation, I opened the coffee cup lid and splashed it at the jerk senior, gritting my teeth. "Take that! See how I deal with you!"

Before I finished speaking, two six-foot guys stood up suddenly. The guy on the outside first knocked the coffee from my hand, then glared at me with sharp eyes.

His look scared me, and my hands started shaking.

"Miss, do you want a tour of the police station?" His voice was extremely stern, with an undeniable authority.

I swallowed and said, "No... He scammed me out of money, officer. I want to report him!"

He raised an eyebrow. "We can talk things out. Please don't interfere with our duties." He paused and added, "I'll switch seats with you to 7F. Please cooperate."

I took my bag and sat at 7F. Luckily, the seats were close.

I could see the jerk senior who scammed me five thousand dollars just by turning my head. He used to be flashy, but now he looked like a scoundrel.

After I sat down, people around me gave me strange looks.

I regretted my actions earlier and took out tissues to wipe the coffee off the floor.

But I saw the officer who scolded me had already started cleaning.

His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing tanned skin. His arms were smoothly muscular and strong. His movements were calm and steady.

I smiled awkwardly. "Sorry, sir, for causing you trouble."

He took a deep breath. "How old are you?"

I didn't understand his question but answered anyway, "I'm twenty-three."

The officer chuckled, clearly a fake smile. "I'm twenty-five."

After speaking, he finished wiping the last spot and sat properly in his seat.

I was about to apologize.

"Little girl over there, don't squat. Move aside," the staff said.

There were scattered laughs around. Great, another socially embarrassing day.

2

The scenery outside sped by. The attendant pushed the cart to the next carriage.

The officer stood in the aisle.

"You said you were scammed out of five thousand dollars earlier? Can you come to our station to make a report? If convenient, leave a contact number for follow-up."

"Can I add you on WhatsApp? Send me the address so I can check the distance."

He hesitated for a moment, then handed me his phone.

He wore a mask, revealing only his eyes. His tone was very gentle, completely different from his earlier stern demeanor.

After adding him, he lowered his gaze and asked, "What's your name?"

"Zoe Harris," I answered.

He seemed to realize something and exclaimed, "Zoe?"

His tone rose, with a long drag at the end. His eyebrows raised high. I looked up at him, wondering if he knew me.

Seeing my confusion, he chuckled. "My police academy is across from your music school. Your violin playing is beautiful."

I looked down and saw the name of the WhatsApp, Leo Williams. I had to say, he and his name were quite a contrast.

He sat back down. My phone buzzed several times.

He sent: [Here is the location of our police station. Is it convenient for you to give a statement tomorrow? May I ask how you were scammed?]

I stayed silent for a while before replying.

[In freshman year, he chased me for half a month, then went after my roommate. She is lovestruck and borrowed five thousand dollars from me for him. He never paid me back after graduation...]

The "Leo Williams" at the top of the screen changed to "Typing..." for a few seconds, then back to "Leo Williams."

One minute. Two minutes...

He asked: [Why didn't you report it before?]

I chuckled when I saw it. [I wanted to, but my lovestruck roommate wouldn't let me. She said she would pay me back but never did, and it dragged on until now.]

Not only did she not pay back, but she also played the victim. It made me the villain at school.

Everyone said my family was rich. If I skipped a meal or didn't buy a pair of shoes, I could cover the five thousand dollars. Even the counselor tried to persuade me.

I knew the counselor had a hard time. She kept persuading me because she was afraid my roommate might do something drastic.

This dragged on until I graduated, and today I ran into that scumbag senior...

He ended up in jail.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. "Can I ask why he was arrested?" I asked.

Leo said, "Sorry, I can't disclose that."

His polite refusal made me feel mischievous. I opened my phone and directly tagged my lovestruck roommate in the class group chat.

"Ran into your ex-boyfriend, Daniel. I'm asking him for the five thousand dollars he borrowed from you," I typed.

To avoid further entanglement, I simply left the group chat.

Leo asked again, "Is it convenient for you to give a statement tomorrow?"

I didn't hesitate. "Tonight works."

There was a sigh from behind. He replied, "Okay."

I put down the tray table and put on an eye mask to sleep.

When I woke up, I found a bottle of water on the tray table.

As I wondered, a clear voice came from behind me.

"I bought an extra bottle of water. If you don't mind, take it as a thank you for supporting our work," said Leo.

I turned around and saw him gulping water. For some reason, seeing this made my throat move instinctively.

I blurted out. "Thank you, Officer!"

"Cough..."

He coughed into his hand, patting his chest repeatedly. It looked like he choked.

His white shirt got soaked, revealing the muscles underneath.

I glanced once and quickly looked away. I fumbled to open my bag and find tissues.

His colleague handed him tissues while laughing. "You don't have to call him 'Officer' every time."

Hearing this, he coughed heavily. Everyone in the carriage looked over. I nodded timidly. "I'm sorry."

"I need to use the restroom," Leo said, standing up with an uncomfortable look.

I followed him, looking for a chance to apologize.

He stood at the restroom door and looked back at me with a smirk. "What? Do you need to use it?"

"No, go ahead," I said hurriedly, motioning for him to go in.

Seeing this, he laughed even more. "Are you going to stand guard at the door?"

Seeing the teasing in his eyes, my face instantly turned red.

Dazed and confused, I turned around and "bang," I hit the wall and fell backward.

Leo, being a well-trained cop, quickly caught me. But due to the sudden loss of balance, my hand instinctively grabbed something nearby.

I ended up grabbing a very awkward part. It was Leo's butt. Seeing this, my eyes widened immediately.

He took a sharp breath. After helping me, he closed the restroom door with a red face.

I stood facing the wall in shame, feeling dumbfounded.

I had no face to see anyone. How could I grab his butt...

I could never face Leo again.

Until we left the station, I stood in the parking lot calling a cab.

He messaged me, "It's too late now. If you don't mind, you can ride with us in the police car."

The embarrassing scene from earlier flashed in my mind. I shook my head, forcing myself not to remember it.

"I'll take a cab myself."

"The front seat is waiting for you," he replied instantly.

I couldn't refuse and had to comply.

As soon as I got in the car, I saw him in the driver's seat. Daniel and two other cops were in the back.

It was my first time in a police car in twenty-three years. I couldn't help but feel nervous.

My body was tense. Leo probably noticed my unease and glanced at me.

"We don't bite. No need to be so nervous. Are you a fugitive?"

There were faint laughs in the car. Daniel and the other two looked at me, trying to suppress their smiles.

I got even more nervous. I should have done this report tomorrow. Plus, I didn't really need the five thousand dollars...

"Buzz..."

My phone vibrated intensely in my pocket. I picked it up and saw it was a call from my lovesick roommate, Aria Taylor.

Considering my current situation, I answered the call.

"Zoe, do you need the five thousand dollars to eat? Is it necessary to chase me down?"

Her words confused me, and I got really angry.

"Aria, I lent you money because I had a bit of goodwill left for you. I don't need the five thousand, but that doesn't mean you don't have to pay me back. Can I ask Daniel to repay me if you don't want to pay?

"There's a saying, don't take my kindness for granted!"

She started crying immediately, and I heard a faint male voice, "Baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying..."

I hung up impatiently and leaned back, taking deep breaths.

I looked at Daniel through the rearview mirror. He looked disheveled, far from the guy in a suit who confessed to me outside the dorm.