msmithbooks Chapter 168 Wasn't the soap held quite firmly?
Chapter 168 Wasn't the soap held quite firmly?
Chapter 168 Wasn't the soap held quite firmly?
The sirens of ambulances and police cars approached from afar, the two sounds mingling and echoing, breaking the tranquility of the street.
"We are on official business. Please do not linger at the scene if you are not a member of the public!"
"Please cooperate with our work. The injured still need treatment. Please disperse as soon as possible and do not block the entrance!" The authoritative shouts echoed outside, and the crowd dispersed, making way for a passage.
A middle-aged police officer, accompanied by three medical personnel, quickly made his way through the crowd and entered the scene.
Among the medical staff, two were carrying a stretcher with steady steps, while the other was a gentle nurse holding a first-aid kit, her eyes calm, clearly unfazed by such scenes.
As if seeing a lifeline, Fatty Yang rushed forward despite his swollen and bruised right eye, urgently calling out, "Doctor, I need treatment too! I need treatment too!"
His down jacket, having been roughly washed, appeared somewhat damp and faintly emitted an indescribable, strange smell.
It was just like a public dry toilet during the hottest days of summer.
The nurse frowned slightly, ignoring Yang Pangzi's shouts. Her gaze swept quickly across the scene, finally settling on Yu Songnian lying on the ground.
A trace of congealed blood remained on Yu Songnian's cheek. He squinted, seemingly on the verge of death.
The nurse ignored the loud and boisterous Fatty Yang and turned to walk towards Yu Songnian without hesitation.
Seeing this, Fatty Yang raised his arm to try to stop them, but Officer Zhao sternly stopped him: "Don't interfere with the treatment of the wounded!"
"I'm injured too! I want to go to the hospital too!" Fatty Yang pointed to his eye, which was bruised and swollen, clearly from a solid punch.
The guy who was clutching his arm quickly chimed in, "Me too, me too."
Officer Zhao turned to look at the man and said calmly and seriously, "Weren't you holding the soap quite steadily just now?"
The man's lips moved, but he immediately fell silent.
“I’ve handled more fights and brawls than you’ve ever eaten salt. I can tell at a glance how serious your injuries are.”
Officer Zhao paused, looked around, and continued seriously:
"We'll take you to the hospital for treatment first. Please don't dawdle and waste everyone's time. If you're not seriously injured, come with us to the police station for questioning."
At the same time, the nurse squatted down, reached out to feel Yu Songnian's strong pulse, and then shook her head.
She didn't say much more, after all, as the old saying goes, you can't wake someone who's pretending to be asleep.
He quickly opened the first-aid kit, disinfected the wound on Yu Songnian's head, and bandaged it with practiced skill.
Xu Qian squatted down beside him, watching Yu Songnian.
Although she could clearly sense that Yu Songnian was faking it, her face still revealed some genuine worry.
Yu Huan was taking off his baseball cap and smoothing his hair back when he saw this. Suddenly, he looked up at Officer Zhao and said, "Officer Zhao, my cousin's girlfriend didn't do anything. Can she go to the hospital with him to take care of him?"
Upon hearing this, Officer Zhao turned to look at Yu Huan, only to see that his face was gentle and his eyes revealed concern and worry.
He nodded: "Okay."
Soon after, the group split into three groups and boarded three separate vehicles.
Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, the onlookers chatted and laughed as they went home to their own families.
Yu Huan put the hat in the cashier's drawer; it was really uncomfortable to have it on her head.
The restaurant is a complete mess now, so I'll definitely have to come back.
After closing and locking the restaurant, Yu Huan got into the passenger seat of the police car driven by Officer Zhao.
Xu Hui and a guy in a leather jacket sat properly in the back seat, neither daring to sit next to Officer Zhao. They were even a little intimidated when they looked at him.
This group of people will go directly to the police station to give statements.
As soon as Yu Huan fastened his seatbelt, the police car slowly drove away from the roadside.
He glanced at Officer Zhao's profile, noticing his unwavering gaze on the road, and then casually asked, "Officer Zhao, how is Wu Feixiang now?"
Without hesitation, Officer Zhao replied, "The court has sentenced him to death, and the process is already underway."
"Oh," Yu Huan nodded, and after a brief moment of thought, he asked again, "Officer Zhao, what do you think should be done about my cousin's matter?"
"Based on your brother's injuries, if there's no major damage to his skull, then his condition shouldn't constitute a minor injury level two," Officer Zhao analyzed in a calm tone. "Let's try mediation first; if that fails, we'll proceed with the legal process."
Yu Huan had previously observed Yu Songnian's wound; the scalp laceration was not large.
At this moment, they understood the unspoken meaning in Officer Zhao's words.
The veteran police officer's case has already been settled.
Yang Pangzi and others were the aggressors, while Yu Songnian's actions were considered legitimate self-defense, making him the victim.
If the injury assessment does not reach the level of minor injury level two, it means that the injury is relatively minor and does not constitute a crime, and therefore will not be treated as a criminal case.
However, Fatty Yang and his accomplices acted unreasonably, creating trouble out of nothing, and openly gathered a crowd to vandalize the shop, even overturning the stove and leaving the restaurant in a mess. The losses were substantial, and criminal charges are likely unavoidable.
The leather-clad man looked nervous. He glanced in the rearview mirror at Yu Huan and Officer Zhao chatting happily, swallowed hard, and felt increasingly uncertain.
This kid seems to have connections in the police station.
Suddenly, Officer Zhao glanced at the rearview mirror, and the leather-clad man jumped in fright, quickly averting his gaze.
Yu Huan turned around and looked at Xu Hui in the back row, saying, "Xu Hui, how exactly did you two start fighting?"
Xu Hui glanced at the leather-clad man beside him, licked his lips, and began to stammer as he spoke:
"They insulted you, and then Songnian retorted a few times. That fat guy surnamed Yang then grabbed a bottle and smashed it against Songnian. After that, they started vandalizing the restaurant. Songnian tried to stop them, and a fight broke out. The four of them were beating Songnian, and then I used a mop to separate them." Separate them?
The mop was covered in poop.
In a chaotic battle with multiple enemies, he could probably enter and exit seven times as if he were in an empty field.
"What did they say?" Yu Huan pressed further.
At the same time, he secretly gave Xu Hui a wink.
Xu Hui glanced at Yu Huan's fleeting look, hesitated for a moment, and finally admitted, "I hate his old lady."
Yu Huan smiled gently after hearing this.
Turn around.
He turned to Officer Zhao and explained, "They insulted my grandmother, which is the same as insulting my cousin's grandmother. No wonder an argument broke out."
Officer Zhao, who was holding the steering wheel, nodded.
The situation is already very clear...
……
When Yu Huan finished drinking three cups of tea and ended the long interrogation, he glanced at the clock on the wall of the interrogation room. The hour and minute hands had quietly slipped past 10:40.
The interrogation room was quite cozy, furnished with soft sofas and tea refills available at will.
However, the leather-clad guy who came with him and Xu Hui didn't receive the same treatment and was taken into the interrogation room by Officer Zhao.
Although there is only one word difference between 'inquiry' and 'interrogation', the atmosphere between the two is worlds apart.
The interrogation room is where security personnel gather information from ordinary citizens, and the atmosphere is relatively relaxed.
The interrogation room, on the other hand, is a solemn place, specifically used for interrogating criminal suspects. It has a fixed chair and perhaps iron bars.
If it were just hitting Yu Songnian, it wouldn't be such a serious offense. But gathering a crowd to vandalize the shop escalated the situation, making the circumstances a bit more serious.
After the young man in the leather jacket gives his statement, he will likely be detained in a detention center pending the results of the case investigation.
Xu Hui sat quietly on the waiting chair in the corridor. As soon as he saw Yu Huan open the door and come out, he quickly stood up and went to greet him: "Brother Huan, have you finished taking your statement?"
Because the situation involving Yu Huan is quite complicated, two rounds of detailed statements are required.
Xu Hui's case was relatively simple and involved less. It was just a simple procedure. He gave a statement in this interrogation room, which was completed a long time ago.
"Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to go home and rest earlier?" Yu Huan smiled and patted Xu Hui's shoulder lightly.
This kid may not be brave, but he's definitely incredibly clever. He even used a mop to get poop on it—a move reminiscent of Lu Bu—which was truly amazing.
Yu Huan continued teasingly, "Your little nest wasn't destroyed by Fatty Yang and his gang, was it?"
Xu Hui stammered as he answered, "I locked the door."
"Then let's leave." Yu Huan tilted his head slightly, indicating that they should leave. The matter was now settled, and he only needed to go home and wait for further instructions.
"Okay." Xu Hui replied, then added, "Yang Pangzi and the others have arrived as well."
Yu Huan raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Fatty Yang and his gang, along with the other three, have all been taken to the police station?"
"Yes."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan smiled slightly and took the lead, saying, "Let's ignore them and go."
The two walked out of the brightly lit police station and were immediately enveloped in the darkness outside.
They stood side by side on the curb.
Xu Hui suddenly spoke up: "Brother Songnian, he had five stitches in his head and just finished his examination. He needs to be hospitalized first and wait for the results. My sister is with him."
"I understand."
Yu Huan took a deep breath of the cool, fresh air, then took out her phone from her pocket and gently pressed the power button.
As he waited for his phone to start up, he gazed at the distant, brightly lit skyscrapers. Occasionally, a car would whiz by on the street, stirring up a gust of wind that ruffled his hair.
Xu Hui stood beside him, his emotions seemingly complicated.
He asked in a low voice, "Brother Huan, what should we do next?"
Hearing the confusion in Xu Hui's voice, Yu Huan shrugged gently: "What else can we do? The restaurant is about to be demolished, and now it's been smashed like this. Everyone should go back to their own homes! Of course, if you have the key to the restaurant, you can stay here for now."
As soon as Yu Huan finished speaking, Xu Hui let out a long sigh.
It was as if all the sorrow and troubles were being released with this sigh.
For him, this was the first restaurant he had ever worked at, so he had a certain emotional attachment to it.
We agreed to continue working until the Chinese New Year, but the project is only halfway done.
The business had finally started to pick up, but things didn't go as planned, and it inexplicably went under.
(End of this chapter)