Stop it, Adu, there are police everywhere outside!

Old Li nodded with a sad look on his face and sighed.

"She's only nine years old. She's smarter than a ninety-year-old woman who's suffered all her life. Not only did she fail to get any of Xiao Chen's tricks, but she also got ridiculed by the little girl."

The director exhaled deeply and felt a headache.

"Then do you have any evidence?"

Old Li and Xiao Chen looked at each other, and finally Xiao Chen stood up and said with a playful smile,

"Look at what you said. If I had evidence, wouldn't I have arrested that little girl on the spot? How could I let her do whatever she wants outside?"

Old Li glanced at him and said nothing.

This bragging is a bit too much.

That girl kicked several people away in front of them, which shows how arrogant she is.

Even if there was evidence to prove that she was the murderer, neither of them would dare to arrest her.

The question is to cherish life.

Does a nine-year-old child know what killing means?

The bad ones certainly know, but the Holy Fathers think they don’t.

There are so many children in the world who, after killing people directly or indirectly, are given psychological counseling and then released.

Old Li doesn't dare to challenge the Minor Protection Act with his flesh and blood.

Don’t say things like “You, Mr. Li, only lost a life, but the national laws on protecting minors can be improved.”

He doesn't know whether the law has been improved or not, but he knows that he only has one life.

Lao Li became a policeman just for the sake of a stable job, but he does not have the spirit to sacrifice for the people.

He himself is only a baby of several hundred months old.

"If you don't have any evidence, why are you still complaining here?"

The director slammed the table and glared, "If you have a way, tell me. If you don't, get out of here."

Xiao Li chuckled and was not frightened by the director's aura at all - he had long been used to it.

"Boss, do you think this will work? Let's report this to our superiors and make it sound as serious as possible - it's all true anyway. Then let them send a special task force to investigate. How do you think that works?"

"If you know how to do something, then why not do it now!"

The director cursed while puffing out his beard and glaring at others. He quickly wrote a note in his hand, "Approved. Go now."

Everyone was having fun in the police station, but Yunjia Village was in chaos.

Huahua's mother cried as she sat on a chair in the lobby of the Yun family. Sitting around the eight-immortals table were the village chief, the village party secretary, Huahua's father, and Yun's father.

Father Yun held Yun Du in his arms and sat at the end of the seat. He did not scold his daughter as the men had intended. Instead, he asked with a smile, "Xiao Du, did you really kick them all away?"

"They are bad and they all want to beat me up."

Yundu said confidently.

"Good! Good fight! You are worthy of being my kind, you are as hospitable as me and like to treat people to fists!"

Father Yun slammed the table so hard that it shook, a threatening smile on his face.

"It was kicked away, it was kicked away! Not punched!"

The village chief quickly waved his hand to correct him, fearing that if Yun's father laughed too happily, he would give his old bones a punch the next second.

Before Yun's father made his debut, he was the bully of Yunjia Village.

He was a man without the support of his father or brother, yet he dared to beat up the five brothers in the village with his fists. It was only after he got married and had a daughter that he became more restrained.

The village chief looked at Huahua's father angrily.

It would have been fine if he had just humiliated his own daughter, but the village finally found someone to take over, but instead of being polite to the person, he called for her to be beaten and killed.

Did you ask the right person?