Chapter 298: Drinking Tea at the Station

Now, hearing that his grandson had been beaten, he was instantly furious. When he heard that his limbs had been broken, he even felt a trace of relief—fortunately, it was only his limbs.

The officials below saw Minister Xie hang up the phone and asked:

"Minister Xie, is your grandson alright?"

"The same as Old Li! Is this guy Ye Su crazy? He won't even spare a child?"

Hearing Minister Xie's complaint, the officials in the know couldn't help but curl their lips. Who didn't know what the situation was with Minister Xie's grandson!

Can you call that a child? That's a hooligan!

However, no one showed it; after all, anyone who could sit in this position wasn't stupid.

"I've decided, don't consider the matter of dealing with Ye Su anymore. Since he dares to strike at our family members, we cannot pin our hopes on that old guy's restraint!"

When Ye Su arrived at the hospital, Lin Fei had already woken up. Just as he reached the door of the ward, he heard Zhuo Lin trying to persuade her.

"I'm telling you, Big Sister, the boss is back, just lie down and rest. You're still thinking about going back to work—are you a workaholic?"

"But the boss just got back, and there are so many things that haven't been handed over. I'm afraid things will go wrong!" ===== CHAPTER 662 =====

Hearing Lin Fei's words, Zhuo Lin didn't even know what to say.

"Big Sister, if you don't get your health back, going back and collapsing again would just be adding to the trouble...!"

Ye Su pushed the door open and interrupted Zhuo Lin, placed the steamed buns he was holding on the bedside cabinet, and advised:

"Zhuo Lin is right. You should rest well; I'll handle the rest!"

"Boss!" She retreated to the foot of the bed, leaving the spot for Ye Su.

"Boss, why are you here? There are still so many things at the research institute that need to be handled."

Lin Fei struggled to sit up. Ye Su hurriedly reached out to support her back, helped her up, and said:

"Just rest well! Those aren't big problems. Now that I'm back, everything will naturally change!"

"Boss, is it because I did such a poor job? That's why the institute fell into this state!"

Ye Su stroked Lin Fei's somewhat withered hair, feeling a pang of heartache.

"How could that be? You've worked very hard. Don't blame yourself for everything. The reason these things happened can only be called an extension of politics!"

After finishing, Ye Su picked up the buns from the cabinet: "Hungry, right? I bought you steamed buns. I'll feed you!"

Lin Fei ate one bun after another; she was clearly starving. Zhuo Lin, standing to the side, felt a surge of sourness.

Fearing Lin Fei might choke, Ye Su hurriedly said: "Don't rush, eat slowly! Drink some millet porridge first to soothe your throat!"

After Lin Fei finished eating, Ye Su chatted with her for a while longer. After persuading her to rest well, Ye Su left the private ward.

Just as he reached the hospital entrance, he was stopped by a group of officers in peaked caps.

"Ye Su, someone has reported you for intentional injury. Please come with us for an investigation!"

Clearly, these law enforcement officers had been given instructions and were waiting specifically for him.

Ye Su couldn't help but feel a bit of emotion; the economy was recovering quite quickly. The zombie crisis had just passed, and the government could already dispatch so many law enforcement officers to arrest him.

Because of the large formation of officers, there were many onlookers around. Eating melons was a traditional Chinese habit, especially for such a big melon.

"Fine, I'll go with you!"

These officers were just following orders; there was no need to make things difficult for them.

Once Ye Su got into the car, the onlookers dispersed. At this moment, Zhuo Lin ran out to deliver food to Yu Xian and happened to see Ye Su being taken away by the officers.

So, forgetting about buying food, she rushed back!

The police car soon arrived at the station, and Ye Su saw Xie Cheng, who was in a wheelchair with his limbs in casts.

Only, the colorful hair on his head had been shaved down to a buzz cut, and a middle-aged woman was following behind him—clearly his parent.

Ye Su understood in his heart. Minister Xie would certainly not show his face in such a matter. Having a lone mother and son appear at the station could elicit sympathy, and if he exerted some influence behind the scenes, he would likely be locked up for a while.

Xie Cheng wore a satisfied smile, his eyes occasionally flashing with a sinister glint. Once he learned of his grandfather's arrangements after his injury, he knew his chance for revenge had come.

Ye Su looked at Xie Cheng's arrogant appearance, his eyelids twitching—was he beaten too lightly?

"You're the one who beat my son! I'm going to kill you, you beast!"

Seeing Ye Su, the woman immediately wanted to rush up and scratch him. After being held back by the quick-acting officers, she began to wail hysterically.

"He's still a child! How could you be so heavy-handed?"

As she spoke, she slapped Xie Cheng's broken arm. Xie Cheng gritted his teeth in pain, his face turning green. They say a father's love is as heavy as a mountain, but this mother's love was just as heavy.

Ye Su looked at the two teary-eyed people and was stunned for a moment, thinking:

"These two are such good actors. They clearly took the wrong path; it's a pity they aren't actors!"

Soon, the interrogation began. After routine questioning, the officers asked about the course of events. ===== CHAPTER 663 =====

"I came out of the research institute today and encountered a group of thugs with knives. They surrounded me as soon as they came up. I was unarmed and facing these dozen young people, so of course I was scared!

Being empty-handed, I had to ensure the other party didn't have the ability to hurt me again. Since there were so many of them, I might have been a bit heavy-handed, and for that, I apologize.

However, I remember that the youth whose limbs I broke seemed different from the people outside. That person had a mohawk and was dyed like a colorful rooster."

At this point, Ye Su looked at the middle-aged man taking notes next to him:

"By the way, can I see the transcript in a moment?"

The middle-aged man's hand suddenly trembled as he wrote:

"Is the transcript something you can just look at?"

"But what if you write it down wrong? Besides, don't I need to sign it at the end? Are you not letting me see it because you have a guilty conscience?"

The lead interrogator next to him hurriedly spoke up:

"You don't need to doubt the fairness of our law enforcement. Our body cameras are all on, and there will be video evidence."

Ye Su looked at the person recording with a half-smile:

"Is that so? Then I'm relieved!"

As he spoke, Ye Su pretended to scratch an itch and fiddled with the watch on his wrist.

The person taking notes froze, and cold sweat began to drip down their face.

The interrogation room went quiet, and everyone fell into silence.

"If there's nothing else, can I leave?"

The lead and deputy interrogators in the room exchanged glances and said: "Wait a moment, we'll go ask!"

After leaving the office, the two had just caught their breath when they saw the Chief walking over.

"How is the interrogation going? Can you confirm the charge of intentional injury?"

The two shook their heads gloomily and recounted what had happened in the interrogation room.

The Chief didn't get angry after hearing their explanation; he just pondered for a moment and said:

"So, this case can only be treated as self-defense and he'll be released without charge?

I knew this wouldn't be easy. Fortunately, we have a backup plan. I'll interrogate him myself this time!"

As he spoke, the Chief pushed the door open and walked in. The two exchanged glances and hurriedly followed.

The Chief walked to the table, pulled up a chair, and sat down, staring straight at Ye Su. This trick worked every time the Chief interrogated criminals; they would all dodge his gaze out of guilt.

The officers below jokingly called it "whoever he glares at gets pregnant"—no, wait, "whoever he glares at dies." Generally, those who enjoyed the Chief's "death stare" were death-row inmates.

Ye Su watched the two interrogators run out, then a fifty-year-old middle-aged man came in and started staring at him, which left him dumbfounded.

The management at this station was too loose; even a mental patient could sneak in. If it weren't for the uniform he was wearing, he would have thought the guy was practicing his cross-eyed look.

At this moment, the door to the interrogation room opened, and the original two officers walked in. The Chief's "spell" was interrupted, so he had to stop.

"Ye Su, we are now interrogating you for the case of intentional injury today and assaulting a state official!"

Ye Su understood immediately. It seemed the people behind the scenes had made their move, but trying to take him down with such methods was clearly impossible.

Ye Su sneered at the Chief in front of him and laughed:

"This matter involves confidentiality. You don't have the qualifications to ask. Let your superior department come and ask!"

Hearing Ye Su's words, the Chief slapped the table and said:

"Don't be difficult! We don't have any superior department. We have already grasped the evidence of your crime. Confess honestly and you might get a lighter sentence!"

"Oh, I misspoke. I meant a department one level higher than yours, the kind that handles national security. Some things aren't for you to know. Also, let me tell you one thing: when you act as a dog for someone, you should see who you're serving!"

Ye Su's final words really angered the Chief. However, according to his investigation, Ye Su only had one research institute behind him, which had developed a zombie inhibitor. At first glance, it didn't seem like he had any background.

But he had heard before that several ministers had gone to the research institute, but the people there seemed to be protected by the military.

At this point, the Chief calmed down. Seeing Ye Su still acting so fearless after beating Minister Li, he feared he might have military backing.

Rashly participating in the struggle between the military and the government—he was afraid he was like an old man eating arsenic, tired of living. Everything is scary when you overthink it. Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on the Chief's forehead, and he felt miserable inside.

"Fine, I'll contact the superior department right now. You should know what the consequences will be if the result is false!"

Seeing Ye Su's calm demeanor, the Chief looked at him deeply, then hurried into his office, picked up a dusty old-fashioned landline, and dialed.

After doing all this, the Chief slumped to the floor, his back soaked through without him realizing it.

And at this moment, at the entrance of the law enforcement bureau, some strangely shaped vehicles appeared. The old gatekeeper put down his tea mug, which was stained with tea scale, put on his reading glasses, and stuck his head out the window to take a look. ===== CHAPTER 664 =====