yournovel Chapter 167 Isn't this bullying an honest person?
Chapter 167 Isn't this bullying an honest person?
Chapter 167 Isn't this bullying an honest person?
At this moment, Yu Songnian vaguely heard Yu Huan's voice. He looked up and saw Yu Huan, wearing a baseball cap, squeezing into the room.
He immediately raised his hand to press the towel on his head, stood up and called out, "Brother Huan, you're here."
Seeing Yu Songnian's energetic appearance, Yu Huan couldn't help but frown.
The police officer is here, his head cracked open, and he doesn't even lie down. What is he thinking?
Yu Huan hurriedly raised her hand and pressed it down: "Your head is injured, sit down properly first."
"Oh." Yu Songnian, who was about to come forward, sat back down as instructed.
The words fell.
The two police officers turned around, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on Yu Huan.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yu Huan first looked at the two police officers.
In this situation, it is essential to distinguish between the two kings and the primary and secondary roles.
One of the officers was tall and strong, with broad shoulders and slightly dark skin, giving him a resolute and composed appearance.
When he saw that familiar face, Yu Huan's solemn expression softened slightly, a smile appeared on his lips, and he took the initiative to greet him: "Officer Zhao, hello, we meet again."
Officer Zhao from the criminal investigation team looked at the tall young man in front of him. Although he was wearing a baseball cap, he quickly recognized him.
This young man has done us a great service.
Officer Zhao hesitated slightly before calling out the name: "Yu Huan?"
"It's me." Yu Huan nodded in confirmation.
At this moment, a faint, strange smell wafted into Yu Huan's nose, causing him to frown slightly and his breathing to become somewhat slow.
The smell was as if it were a mixture of rotting filth and urine, with a moist, sticky texture that made people feel very uncomfortable.
I grass!
This toilet has been clogged for days, hasn't it?
Upon seeing this, Fatty Yang forgot all about howling and wailing.
He covered his right eye and quickly pointed at Yu Huan, saying, "Officer, it's him! He bought my shop, he must have known in advance that this place was going to be demolished soon!"
Yu Huan immediately composed herself, looking completely bewildered: "What? This place is going to be demolished? Really?"
"Stop pretending!" Fatty Yang angrily lowered his arm and took a few steps forward as if he wanted to make a move: "What a coincidence, the house is about to be demolished right after I sold it to you!"
However, Officer Zhao quickly stepped between the two, sweeping his stern gaze over them.
He glanced at the surprised expression on Yu Huan's face, then at the indignant Fatty Yang, especially at his swollen and bruised right eye, and said firmly, "Don't get agitated, let's talk this out."
As Fatty Yang walked, he stirred up a gust of wind, carrying with him an indescribable, foul odor.
The smell seemed to permeate the air, omnipresent, leaving no escape.
Officer Zhao, as expected of someone in criminal investigation, remained completely unfazed even when he was just inches away from Fatty Yang.
Yu Huan involuntarily held her breath to prevent the unpleasant smell from entering her lungs.
He took a step back, paused for a moment, and then retorted, "Are you trying to mislead me? What do you mean by 'just sold it to me'? It's not like it just happened a day or two ago; the ownership was transferred a month ago!"
Fatty Yang was so angry that his lips trembled. He stood on tiptoe, chin held high, and pointed a finger at Yu Huan, shouting fiercely, "I'll sue you in court!"
Yu Huan looked around the store; it was a complete mess.
The tables and chairs were in disarray, broken plates were scattered all over the floor, the door of the sterilizer was shattered, and the glass of the open kitchen was covered with cracks, clearly indicating that it had just been violently vandalized.
He glanced again at Yu Songnian, who was covering his head.
Suppressing the rising anger within him, he suddenly found it somewhat amusing and couldn't help but chuckle. He turned to Fatty Yang and asked, "With your family being so well-off, why don't you study hard?"
"Who are you cursing!" Fatty Yang angrily tried to rush forward.
Officer Zhao reacted quickly, immediately raising his hand to press against his chest, pressing down on a sticky stain to stop him.
"No matter how poor we are, we can't neglect education. Otherwise, if we get used to being arrogant, we won't even know when we break the law," Yu Huan said calmly.
He glanced at Officer Zhao's furrowed brows and thought to himself that Officer Zhao's move was no good.
"This shop has already been transferred to my name. Legally speaking, it's mine, not yours. Smashing the shop constitutes intentional damage to another person's property, and assaulting someone constitutes intentional injury—"
Upon hearing Yu Huan's words, Fatty Yang's stern face froze.
Yu Huan slapped his forehead, as if suddenly remembering something, and said with a start, "Oh, I made a mistake. This constitutes both assault and vandalism, and deliberately assaulting people. The impact is extremely negative and seriously disrupts social order. You'll be punished for both crimes. You still want to sue me in court? Just wait to go to jail!"
These words made Fatty Yang's face turn as pale as paper, and he remained speechless.
His three men also froze for a moment, their blood boiling, but after the initial excitement subsided, they realized the seriousness of the situation.
Fatty Yang turned his head and asked Officer Zhao with a sliver of hope, "Is the matter really that serious?"
Having already learned the cause and extent of the harm caused by the incident, Officer Zhao's right hand, hanging by his side, trembled slightly, and he felt a sticky sensation in his palm... He didn't respond to Fatty Yang's words at all, but simply turned his head and said to the young officer next to him, "Call a car over and take all these people back first."
The implication is self-evident; this is no longer a simple civil dispute.
A tall, thin man clutched his stomach, looking extremely pained, and cried out in an exaggerated tone, "Officer, they hit me with a mop covered in poop! Also, I feel like that fat guy kicked my ribs and broke them, it hurts so much!"
"Officer, four of them ganged up on me. They first smashed a bottle over my head, then punched and kicked me. That's when I started to defend myself." Yu Songnian's fleshy face showed a wronged expression. "My brother-in-law saw the four of them attacking me, so he went to the bathroom to get a mop to help!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Qian nodded firmly under Officer Zhao's sharp gaze.
At this moment, another guy, clutching his arm, was sweating profusely and his face was as pale as paper. He said in a trembling voice, "Officer! I think this fat guy broke my arm. I can't feel it at all now."
Officer Zhao asked calmly, "What did you use to make the shot?"
The man was taken aback and hesitated before answering.
Yu Songnian hurriedly said, "I didn't take anything, I was empty-handed. Only my brother-in-law took the cleaning mop! They were also carrying bottles and swinging chairs, they almost beat me to death. Officer, I believe you will uphold justice, you will neither let a bad person go free nor wrong an innocent person!"
Fatty Yang stepped forward, opening his mouth: "You—"
The words had just begun to be spoken.
Yu Huan stepped forward, raising his chin in righteous indignation, and said in a strong and forceful voice, "You clearly started the beating, yet you claim to be the victims. Aren't you bullying honest people?"
Officer Zhao was completely unaffected by the emotions of these people. He frowned slightly and said calmly, "Alright, stop arguing. Let's talk about it at the station."
“Xu Hui,” Yu Huan suddenly spoke.
“Yes, Brother Huan,” Xu Hui replied immediately.
Yu Huan shook his head, indicating, "Take Officer Zhao to the restroom to wash his hands first."
"Okay." Xu Hui nodded hurriedly.
Officer Zhao, whose palm was covered in feces, glanced at the filth on Fatty Yang and his three accomplices and frowned again: "You all go and clean yourselves up, don't get our police car dirty."
Fatty Yang followed Officer Zhao with a bitter expression on his face, his face showing both helplessness and resentment, as he and his buddies headed towards the restroom.
Yu Huan watched their backs as they walked away, then slowly walked up to Yu Songnian.
He shifted his position slightly, tilted his head, and found a suitable angle. With the brim of his hat obscuring his view, his eyes traced a semi-circle in their sockets before landing on the ground in the lower right corner.
At the same time, he asked softly, "Songnian, is your head alright? Are you okay?"
Yu Songnian, clutching his injured head, understood immediately when he heard Yu Huan's words.
He suddenly swayed and said weakly, "Brother Huan, I feel so dizzy, everything is going black."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swayed and staggered towards Xu Qian behind him.
Xu Qian had already noticed Yu Huan's hint and quickly grabbed Yu Songnian's arm, but it was all in vain.
Yu Songnian's upper body was hunched over, weighing at least 100 pounds, and his heavy body could not be supported at all.
In the end, Yu Songnian still fell to the ground, but thanks to Xu Qian's support, the impact of his fall was reduced, and no secondary injury was caused.
The crowd outside stirred up a commotion upon seeing this.
"Songnian! Songnian!" Yu Huan hurriedly squatted down, patted Yu Songnian's chubby cheeks, her voice filled with anxiety and worry: "What's wrong, Songnian!?"
The young police officer immediately stepped forward, bent down, and reached out to feel Yu Songnian's neck carefully.
He turned to Yu Huan and said, "Call 120 for emergency medical assistance first."
"I, I'll come."
Xu Qian hurriedly pulled her phone out of her coat pocket...
Yu Huan pretended to place the blood-stained towel on the cold terrazzo floor and leaned Yu Songnian's head on it to ease his discomfort.
Then he stood up and walked towards Zhou Jianlin, the kitchen helper who was standing aside, and He Xiaoqin, the cleaner, who were in the inner room.
Yu Huan, with a gentle expression, told them to go home first, as he needed to close the door and go to the police station to deal with the matter later.
Without saying much to them, he turned and walked towards Yu Songnian.
At this moment, Officer Zhao had returned and was squatting down to check on Yu Songnian's condition.
As a seasoned veteran police officer, he seemed about to reach out and pry open Yu Songnian's eyelids.
Seeing this, Yu Huan rushed forward, bent down, and patted Yu Songnian's cheek: "Are you alright, Songnian?"
Yu Songnian opened his eyes slightly, and saw only the solemn faces of Officer Zhao and Yu Huan under the ceiling.
He moved his lips a few times and said weakly, "My head hurts so much... I'm so dizzy... My vision is a little blurry..."
Yu Huan said worriedly, "If you're not feeling well, don't talk. Close your eyes and rest."
(End of this chapter)