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In the police station

The police officers had gathered a rough understanding of the incident at the scene and brought Shen Shuci and a few others back to give their statements. Manager Fan, already quite drunk, sobered up due to the beating and kicking he received. During the ride to the police station, he was still dazed.

He had not expected that upon arriving at the station, he would suddenly change his story, insisting that it was Shen Shuci who seduced him.

"Officer, you don't know, the young girls these days are so crafty. For a shot at climbing the ladder, they spare no means."

"I had already told her, I have a wife, and asked her to stop, but she persisted in bothering me."

"After being rejected by me, she got angry and embarrassed, which led to this scene."

...

The police were dumbfounded!

Good lord, have they ever seen someone so shameless and thick-faced? You have a wife yet you go out harassing young girls?

Shen Shuci sat at the side, slightly frowning, even the Huo Family members looked utterly astonished.

"The taxi driver said that you were the one who first made inappropriate advances towards this young lady." The police had already questioned the few people present at the time.

"That's because she felt upset after being rejected by me, and I was merely trying to comfort her a bit, how could it be considered inappropriate advances?"

The driver was far away, naturally unable to hear their conversation.

"And then there's this gentleman, who attacked me without knowing the full story—" Manager Fan pointed at a man sitting not far away, but his gaze faltered and he shrank back, intimidated by the man's commanding presence.

His dislocated arms had been reset, and it wasn't a major issue, but any small movement would still drill a pain deep into his chest.

The police officers looked at each other, realizing this man must be seriously ill.

While the police were initially assessing this gentleman, they too were taken aback. Although the Huo Family seldom appeared in Hexi and spent most of their time out of Beijing, living a reclusive life—even if it meant staying up late into the night—it was him who had reported the incident, compelling everyone to be extremely alert.

The police had already taken his statement.

When asked about the reason for intervening and calling the police, he gave only eight words:

"When injustice is seen, it's my duty."

Later, the police didn't ask further on the street but brought everyone back to the station together. Manager Fan, clearly unfamiliar with him, continued to complain to the police, "Officer, not only did he hit me, but he also kicked me."

Looking toward the man not far away, the police asked, "You hit him and then kicked him?"

His expression was stern, showing no emotion whatsoever, "I initially intervened just seeing the unfairness, trying to stop the conflict. He attacked me."

Everyone: "..."

He attacked you? Are you joking with us?

Manager Fan was utterly confounded. Who in the world attacked whom?

"You need to be responsible for what you say!" Nowadays in society, even if an elderly person falls, people might not dare to help, let alone meddle in affairs and invite trouble. Manager Fan stood up, pointing his finger at him, clearly agitated!

What a nightmare this night had turned out to be, Shen Shuci was tough enough, and now there was another meddler.

"Officer, these two know each other. They teamed up to beat me."

The police officer also understood that this man was just causing trouble and felt a headache coming on.

Did he even realize whom he was dealing with?

The man's thin lips slightly parted, his voice husky and low, his gaze seeming to peer into one's soul, chilling him to the bone:

"Attacking me, framing and slandering, do you know how serious these offenses are?"

The police officer muttered under his breath. Manager Fan stood dazed for a long while, as if struck dumb.

"I simply intervened upon seeing injustice, did not initiate any attack, and only retaliated when he attacked me. There are surveillance cameras around; they should be able to verify the incident." The man spoke calmly.

Indeed, Manager Fan had kicked him moments earlier, attacking and defaming him, which was far worse than making advances on a young girl. The two issues weren't even comparable.

Shen Shuci looked at the person next to her, lips pressed tightly, not speaking, feeling somewhat strange at heart.

"Officer, he is..." Manager Fan clearly hadn't expected to encounter such a formidable obstacle.

The police officer nodded.

Even the foolish man realized the seriousness of the situation, becoming completely flustered.

"Both of you, please sign here, and you'll be free to go."

The two walked over and signed their respective statements. Manager Fan glanced from the corner of his eye as the man signed his name. His handwriting was wild and bold, somewhat cursive, and the surname, was it Huo or Zhai?

Then looking at the two bulky men beside him, and considering this was in Hexi... he roughly guessed the identity.

His head buzzed, and all thoughts of stirring up trouble vanished. He had poked a hornet's nest; now, preserving his life was the priority.