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"I sincerely apologize for causing so much trouble, but this incident was initiated by us bumping into them. The people nearby can testify to that. Now that this commotion has escalated, my conscience feels uneasy. Sigh, just take me away." The Tattooed Strongman, who had just finished a phone call and appeared somewhat pale, quickly changed his expression.
He then smiled at the two Patrol Officers, clearly familiar with dealing with police given his line of work.
The two officers, who had arrived midway, exchanged glances as the situation shifted unexpectedly. Finally, one of them gritted his teeth and said with a stern expression, "What should we do? Do we need to report to you? Hmph, just take them all away."
As he spoke, he pulled out a walkie-talkie, seemingly calling for a vehicle. He showed no signs of concern for the few people present, as if he wasn't worried they would run away or resist.
In fact, if anyone did try to resist or escape, the subsequent procedures would be even simpler. Although he felt a bit disdainful about making things difficult for some students, he knew he had to play the villain for the sake of his superior.
After all, it was just about detaining a couple of them—purely to make things uncomfortable for those who hadn’t yet entered society. It would serve as a lesson for these fellows.
"That's fine; just make sure to bring along a few witnesses. Otherwise, it will be hard for you to make a judgment," the strongman thought he had hinted clearly enough.
His sudden change in demeanor indicated that something was off; yet these two fellows didn’t even bother to ask.
What he didn’t realize was that the Sponsor had sent people separately. There would be cooperation but no specific details shared. Naturally, the two officers didn’t think in that direction. To avoid drawing attention, they kept their distance and could only vaguely observe without hearing anything.
While he was complaining, the two officers were also grumbling about how useless this cooperating fellow was. Even if they wanted to create an illusion of leniency for confessions, they needed to discuss it further.
"Oh, is anyone willing to come and give a statement?" one of the other officers asked in a formal yet lackluster tone.
In typical disputes they encountered, there were always many onlookers; however, very few were willing to accompany them to the station for statements. This shout was merely for show—to avoid leaving any loose ends.
Just as he finished speaking and the crowd began to disperse, the Tattooed Strongman pointed menacingly at the two Shop Owners who had been watching from the beginning. "You saw everything from start to finish, right? Come with us; when the time comes, just tell the truth. You should have seen what I was doing on the phone."
The two Shop Owners, who had only been observing outside their store, turned pale upon hearing this. They might not care about what the police thought, but they certainly didn’t want to offend someone like him. Being directly called out meant they had no choice but to comply.
These two had indeed witnessed everything. They saw how that big thug exchanged words with the Handsome Young Man before making a phone call and complaining about it. In this situation, these seasoned observers knew exactly what they needed to do.
It was none of his business anyway. Telling the truth was always better than spinning lies; they could handle their own affairs as long as it didn’t affect his shop.
Meanwhile, the conversation over there involved two police officers and a tattooed man in a tank top. Yang Xiaoyou and his companions were merely bystanders, watching the scene unfold alongside the tattooed man's lackeys.
The two patrol officers didn’t even bother to ask them anything. However, the lackeys seemed to have a rough idea of what was going on, so they smiled at Yang Xiaoyou and his friends, which left Huang Wei—who had just gotten up and was wailing about how much it hurt—feeling somewhat puzzled.
Initially, he had hoped to gain sympathy from the police by putting on a dramatic act when they arrived. But after losing his voice from crying out, he found it infuriating that those two fellows didn’t even glance in his direction. What a waste of expression.
On the other side, Yang Xiaoyou wasn’t in the mood to deal with this sobbing fellow either; he felt a sense of oddity about the situation unfolding before him.
During the banquet, it was clear that this fellow had a more 'reserved' personality, yet now he seemed to be targeting Yang Xiaoyou for no apparent reason.
Could something significant have happened on his end that drove him to madness?
“What on earth did Big Sister do?” Yang Xiaoyou scratched his head, feeling somewhat speechless. At this point, it seemed necessary to accompany them to the police station.
They didn’t wait long before an electric patrol car marked with police insignia drove over, promptly loading everyone inside and taking them to the nearby precinct.
Since this commercial street was adjacent to the herbal medicine center, the precinct managed two areas but was relatively spacious.
Once inside, they were all separated for questioning.
Normally, handling such ordinary street disputes would involve a straightforward process, but here they insisted on isolating everyone for individual statements.
Knowing that the target was himself, Yang Xiaoyou wasn’t worried about what might happen to those rough-and-tumble fellows.
“Zhang, these people are in your hands now,” said one of the officers who had brought Yang Xiaoyou and his group as he addressed a young officer just coming down from upstairs.
"Alright, you two go ahead. I'll interrogate him alone; I suspect he's involved in something serious." The young police officer who came down merely cast a fleeting glance at Yang Xiaoyou.
Upon hearing this, the Patrol Officer, who initially thought it would be an easy task, changed his expression slightly. They had originally believed it would just be a reprimand, but it seemed that Officer Zhang was not simply looking to detain the two of them. After all, they were the ones who brought him in, and if anything went wrong, they couldn't escape responsibility.
However, having reached this point, the two of them felt there was little they could do and could only return to their posts.
Seeing this unfold, Yang Xiaoyou's eyes flashed with understanding. If he guessed correctly, it was because of his earlier performance that gave the other party a good excuse to act.
It seemed that in the eyes of the unseen fellow, being able to dispose of the two without batting an eye meant he must have some serious case on his hands. This Officer Zhang was probably the backup that fellow had called in.
But since he had already contacted everyone he needed to, he wouldn’t leave any loose ends in the lobby and didn’t let Officer Zhang 'invite' him; instead, he walked directly into the interrogation room.
Seeing his prey so compliant, Zhang Zhongzhao's eyes glinted with amusement. Once inside the interrogation room, he closed and locked the door from the inside. As he did so, a cruel smile could be seen through the gap of the door.
"Officer Zhang, this procedure seems a bit off. I'm merely involved in a civil dispute; I'm not a criminal suspect. Is this really necessary?" Yang Xiaoyou said weakly as he allowed himself to be handcuffed to the chair. It was getting late, and it would take some time for his contacts to arrive.
"Hmph! Don't put on an act in front of me! And don't harbor any delusions! Otherwise, you’ll find it hard to get through today! My informant has already told me everything about your issues. If you come clean honestly, you might get leniency!" After cuffing this supposedly formidable fellow, Zhang Zhongzhao's previously gentle demeanor morphed into one of ferocity. He then turned on the desk lamp and directed its light straight at Yang Xiaoyou's face.
He sat directly on the table and symbolically picked up a notebook to start asking for his name and age.
Having been through this process before, Yang Xiaoyou answered quickly and efficiently.
However, Officer Zhang did not relent due to his cooperation. Without even asking about what was happening on the streets today, he bluntly stated, "You know who you are; I know who you are. Don't try to pull a fast one or think about redeeming yourself by turning in someone else! Hmph! Otherwise, when necessary, I won’t hesitate to use special methods! Don’t suffer needlessly!"
Hearing that fellow ramble on insistently beside him, Yang Xiaoyou rolled his eyes. This guy looked so righteous and serious that it almost seemed real.
However, as for who Yang Xiaoyou really was, he probably couldn't explain it himself at this moment. The person in front of him, who could see through his facade, was truly remarkable.
"Officer Zhang, there are cameras. Abusing your power won't do either of us any good." With his hands cuffed behind his back, Yang Xiaoyou wore an expression that seemed to say he was unafraid of the consequences.
"Haha, don't even think about having any luck. I've already turned off the cameras, and the key to this door is in my possession. The only way to open it now is from the inside. Just accept your fate; I have a hundred ways to make you experience extreme pleasure without leaving a single mark!" Upon hearing the words of the naive fellow, Zhang Zhongzhao's face flashed with a hint of mockery.
Perhaps this fellow really was skilled, but he was definitely too inexperienced. Could cameras really stop him?
Just as a sense of smugness flickered in his heart, a 'click' sound suddenly came from behind Yang Xiaoyou.
Then Zhang Zhongzhao stood there in shock as he watched his supposedly locked prey stand up effortlessly, as if he had never been restrained at all, rubbing his wrists.
"Ah?"
Seeing the change before him, Zhang Zhongzhao froze in place, staring dumbfounded at the figure who was removing the broken handcuffs while still rubbing his wrists.
"If you have a hundred methods, then I have ten thousand."
Seeking support, seeking dominance!
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