Chapter 105

Teacher Wang was also terrified.

Several people here were quick-witted and snatched the phone out of Old Wang's hand.

They found the record of the call being made on it.

Clearly, this was a piece of evidence.

"You're going to kill me?"

"I have no interest in killing you, but I can certainly beat you up."

"You dare..."

Just as he finished speaking, Xiang Qinqin smashed an ashtray at him.

Everyone looked at Xiang Qinqin.

Xiang Qinqin said, "Um, I'm an intern and haven't been officially registered yet. Um, at most I'll just get scolded; it doesn't count as damaging our police image."

The cameraman covered the camera directly.

Didn't see it, didn't see anything; everyone didn't see anything.

The screen was cut off, but one could vaguely hear the sound of someone trying to stop them.

"Qinqin, Qinqin, that's enough, don't be like this."

It was Zhang Tianxiong trying to stop her.

"Holy crap, what are you guys doing?"

Yeah, it seemed there were others too.

"No, Qu Yiling, are you crazy? You guys... Xu Xintong, you're the oldest, don't you know... Wait, Xu Xintong, put the stool down, let's talk this over, let's talk. You're all good kids, really, it's not worth it, don't ruin your future."

The cameraman and Zhang Tianxiong arrived at the scene. Chen Fan was sitting by the car, lighting a cigarette.

His body was covered in blood.

Zhang Tianxiong got out of the car and said, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, the people are all over there, *cough, cough*."

"You're injured?"

Zhang Tianxiong hoisted Chen Fan up, intending to run, but Chen Fan said, "I'm not injured, I'm just tired, okay? I'm not a professional fighter, the people are all down."

With a cigarette at his lips, Chen Fan sat by the car, gasping for air. The system had strengthened Chen Fan, but this was only strengthening; it didn't mean Chen Fan would truly be fine.

Because this was only being stronger than an ordinary person, but in the end, he was still human.

Chen Fan reached out, took a scalpel, lifted his shirt, and removed a bullet from his waist.

Chen Fan was gambling this time, gambling that he wouldn't be killed or crippled during this kidnapping.

He originally wanted to say he wouldn't get hurt, but that was too outrageous and would be troublesome to explain.

Zhang Tianxiong said, "You're really lucky with this bullet; it didn't hit your internal organs."

"It was blocked, and besides, domestic gun control is strict. This is just a steel ball, not a real bullet. These people are all small-time thugs."

Li Tian brought people over, looked at Chen Fan, and said, "How come I feel like you did this on purpose?"

"So what if I did? If I don't get hurt, how am I supposed to get the credit?"

Since he became a forensic examiner, he certainly had to find a way to get something different, like credit or something.

Chen Fan didn't want a Second-Class Merit; he wanted a First-Class Merit.

Yes, in this situation, Chen Fan was very selfish, considering himself; his goal was to earn the merit.

You have to know, every person on duty is fantasizing about how happy it would be if someone attacked them.

This was the perfect time for him to turn things around.

Two nurses lifted Chen Fan up, and Chen Fan said, "I think I can still say one more thing."

Li Tian had a dark face.

Chen Fan looked at the camera and said, "Justice will prevail."

Then Chen Fan collapsed directly.

That acting, honestly, was terrible.

Well, Chen Fan really wasn't suited to be an actor; he should just be a 'little fresh meat' idol.

The cameraman said, "Um, should I keep following?"

Chen Fan said, "I've already fainted, what the hell are you following for?"

The cameraman said, "I've been livestreaming the whole time. You should have said something earlier, I would have turned it off."

"Oh, I can't take it, it hurts so much, I'm dying of pain, ah ah ah ah ah."

Yeah, the flavor was right; it was that pungent flavor, the flavor of a 'little fresh meat.'

But when the cameraman followed them to Li Tian's side and saw the scene, everyone gasped.

Someone was lying on the ground.

Someone had a knife placed on their stomach.

And someone else had their pants down, currently lying unconscious on the ground.

There was also a big guy with over a dozen scratches all over his body, but every single one avoided vital organs; the guy just wouldn't die or have any serious issues.

"He's a devil, he's a devil, he's a devil."

The man was very clear-headed, but his body couldn't move.

Li Tian said, "Hm? You can't move?"

"I can't move. I watched him take a knife and cut me over a dozen times. I couldn't feel the pain, but I just watched the blade sliding across my body. He's a demon, he's a devil."

The man's mind was on the verge of collapse.

"Where are the people? Speak."

"I'll talk, I'll talk."

Zhang Tianxiong put on his gear and loaded live ammunition. After knowing the location, everyone drove over to kill them. Run?

See if you can run.

I'll let you know what cruelty is this time.

Time ticked away second by second.

The cameraman followed the whole time, and the audience saw what a 'crushing mode' arrest looked like.

There was never any need for a struggle.

Domestic arrests are usually done by simply overwhelming the suspects with numbers. If you insist on resisting, they might even use grenades to take you down.

Negotiate with you? That's unrealistic. What if something goes wrong?

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Chen Fan was comfortably looking at his wound and said, "Give me a few more stitches, thanks."

The doctor said speechlessly, "I've already given you over thirty stitches; it's just a flesh wound, is it really necessary?"

"Don't worry about it, I'm injured."

"Your teacher and I are alumni. If Old Liu knew you were like this, he'd probably scold me."

"So what? My teacher can't control me."

Old Liu pushed the door open and walked in with a few newcomers. Chen Fan quickly pretended to be dead, closing his eyes.

Old Liu said, "You didn't need to stitch the wound. Actually, since you caught so many people, you could have been awarded a First-Class Merit."

"You should have said so earlier! Damn, why didn't anyone tell me this?"

"You didn't ask."

Chen Fan said, "Ah, this really wasn't necessary?"

Old Liu said, "It wasn't. Don't worry. Don't tell me you acted alone just for a First-Class Merit."

"Yeah, so what? Is there a problem?"

"No problem, not a single problem. Go back and write me a 50,000-word self-criticism and reflect on your mistakes. Is there anything wrong with your body?"

Chen Fan was speechless, stood up, and said, "Nothing much, just stitching up the wound."

The doctor said, "Yeah, nothing much. Thirty-some stitches without anesthesia, you're truly ruthless."

"It doesn't hurt anyway. Alright, small matter, let's go, let's go."

Changing his clothes, Chen Fan touched the wound on his stomach and said, "Yeah, I'll look cool from now on."

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