No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1579: Change Location
Hannah nodded her head and agreed.
She was rarely this obedient and agreeable, so Wayne Lane couldn’t help but take a few more glances at her.
But with Hannah looking down, all Wayne Lane could see was her fuzzy head, her hair still a bit messy.
She was examining the bandage wrapped around her arm.
Wayne Lane picked up the items on the ground, placed them into a bag, and tossed it into a nearby trash can.
Soon after, Bruce’s men arrived.
They wore uniformed outfits with weapons strapped to their waists, their expressions cold, looking rather unfriendly.
It seemed that seeing there were people from the Empire of Anley among them, their attitude was somewhat decent.
Soon, someone approached Hannah and Wayne Lane naturally as if asking about the incident that had just occurred in the tenement.
Wayne Lane told everything truthfully, without exaggeration or incoherence, appearing extremely calm.
His demeanor made the questioning person take a few more good looks at him, "Where are you from?"
Wayne Lane said: "Empire of Anley."
Anley is a small city in the Empire, not very famous.
But that didn’t matter, the important thing was that they were people from the Empire.
Bruce was a small faction relying on the Empire’s royal family, so they held this incident in high regard, even tolerating the previous woman’s relentless troubling.
The questioner then turned towards Hannah who was standing to the side and asked, "Who is she to you?"
"My sister," Wayne Lane replied succinctly, without the intention of elaborating.
The questioning man sized up Hannah for a while, noticing her bandaged arm, his eyes scrutinizing, "It seems your sister is injured?"
Hannah pursed her lips, just as she was about to speak, her head was gently pressed down.
Wayne Lane reached out and put the hood of her jacket on her, rubbing the back of her head in a soothing manner.
"It’s just a superficial injury; I’ve already treated it," he extended his hand, pulling Hannah behind him.
Hannah bowed her head and puffed her cheeks behind him, eventually remaining quiet obediently.
Wayne Lane was indeed acting like a protective brother to his sister.
The questioner did not doubt further, merely continuing to inquire about the incident at the tenement, "Those people said earlier that you and your sister took the initiative to confront that lunatic, at that time..."
Initiative?
Hannah silently laughed, her gaze landing on the woman still loudly complaining not far away.
It was that woman who had pushed her towards the lunatic’s chainsaw.
Coincidentally, that woman was also part of the family she had encountered on a starship.
A noisy child, a nagging woman, a useless man, truly a match made in heaven.
Hannah withdrew her gaze, idly kicking the pebbles at her feet.
After about half an hour, Wayne Lane turned his head and said, "Let’s go."
"Where to?" Hannah asked.
"They have already arranged a new hotel for us; we’re heading there now," Wayne Lane bent down to pick up the two backpacks placed aside.
...
Tonight was just a routine questioning since it was very late, so details would continue to be inquired tomorrow.
Hannah found it very troublesome.
Because the auction was starting tomorrow morning, yet Wayne Lane had to go for questioning.
"We didn’t kill the person, and we even acted bravely, why do they need to question us?" Inside the car, Hannah sat in the inner seat, quietly complaining.
Wayne Lane sat on her outside, carefully avoiding the injury on her arm.
