"Grandma Jiang!"
Lin Fan suddenly saw a thin, hunched old woman being jostled by the crowd ahead. If not for the people around her, she would have fallen long ago.
With quick reflexes, Lin Fan pulled her out.
Looking at the trembling Grandma Jiang, Lin Fan felt a pang of sadness. "You're so old, why are you joining the excitement?"
"Xiao Fan, I came to help you beat the bad guys!"
Grandma Jiang's wrinkled face was full of kind smiles.
"The bad guys are gone, you should go back quickly."
Lin Fan's nose tingled, and he almost cried.
He glanced at the surrounding crowd and advised, "Everyone, please go home. Everything is fine now."
The plain-clothed policeman also helped to persuade. "Villagers, please disperse. I guarantee you that not a single good person will be wronged, and not a single bad person will be let go. Lin Shenyi's clinic will be absolutely fine!"
"Then why don't you arrest the bad guys in the car?"
"Exactly! Arrest them!"
"Can you keep your word?"
The policeman hadn't expected that his words would backfire.
The barrage of angry retorts made his head buzz, and he stood frozen, unsure of what to do.
"Please calm down, everyone. Tonight's matter ends here."
Lin Fan appeased them, then leaned close to the policeman's ear and whispered, "Pretend to arrest them and send them to the hospital first."
"Alright, alright!"
The policeman nodded repeatedly and took out his walkie-talkie to call for colleagues.
"Everyone, make way. Let the police take them away."
Under Lin Fan's persuasion, the crowd finally cleared a path.
The police rushed in to rescue the people.
In the open space outside the clinic.
Tian Mengyao, Wang Fugui, Xia Xue, Song Yue, and many other villagers all focused their attention on Lin Fan.
"Haha, good boy, if you hadn't returned, the village would have been in chaos."
Wang Fugui looked at Lin Fan with a gaze filled with admiration.
"Hmph, where were you off having fun?"
Tian Mengyao said angrily, itching to land a couple of punches on Lin Fan.
"Let's not talk about that now. It's more important to rescue the people."
Wang Fugui ordered the two beside him, "Fourth, Fifth, prepare to rescue them!"
"Yes!"
Led by the two village leaders, everyone worked together to right the car, then used tools like iron rods to pry open the deformed car doors.
"Ouch~"
A man with blood on his head, looking disheveled, rolled out of the car and fell to the ground, his body hunched over as he let out a pained groan.
Looking at him, the surrounding people had indifferent expressions. Not a single person went to help him.
They wanted to seal up Xiao Fan's clinic; it was a mercy they hadn't beaten him to death. And they expected someone to help them? Dream on!
The plain-clothed policeman and his colleagues rescued the other three men and one woman from the car.
Fortunately, only the woman was unconscious, but her breathing was stable, and she was not seriously injured.
The three men also only had superficial wounds and were fine.
"Phew~"
The plain-clothed policeman breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "What a relief, what a relief!"
"Officer, thank you."
Jin Zhe, holding the wound on his head, thanked them with a trembling voice.
"Don't thank me. Thank Lin Shenyi. If it weren't for him, no one knows what would have happened tonight."
The plain-clothed policeman pointed at Lin Fan, who was talking to Xia Xue.
"Hmph."
Jin Zhe looked at Lin Fan's back, his eyes suddenly becoming extremely sharp.
This afternoon, he had seen Lin Fan and Wang Ying being intimate, holding hands. So, he had hatched a wicked plan and inquired about Lin Fan's identity from Wang Ying's friends.
He runs a clinic? I'm in charge of this!
So, the furious Jin Zhe called his colleagues and came to Luofeng Village.
"Don't look at him like that."
The plain-clothed policeman quickly stood in front of him, afraid he would provoke the crowd again.
"Think about the situation now. If you anger them, a few of us can't save you."
The policeman cautioned.
Hearing this, Jin Zhe immediately lowered his head. "Thank you for reminding me."
He understood the principle of not fighting a battle you can't win. He had almost been killed by the rain of stones just now, and he was now filled with fear.
"Put this on."
The plain-clothed policeman took out a pair of shiny handcuffs.
"This?"
Jin Zhe was stunned. "Did you make a mistake? I'm the victim! Why are you handcuffing me when there are so many people here?"
His voice was not quiet, and his face, eyes, and heart were full of anger.
"Put them on. So many people are watching. I need to give them an explanation, otherwise, you might not be able to leave."
The plain-clothed policeman persuaded.
"I..."
Jin Zhe's vision darkened, and he almost fainted from anger.
After much deliberation, he looked at the numerous hostile gazes around him and gritted his teeth, extending his hands. "Here!"
The plain-clothed policeman breathed a sigh of relief, finding the situation both amusing and frustrating.
When did handcuffs become a way to protect victims?
Clink, clink!
The others were the same. Apart from the unconscious woman, the rest were all handcuffed.
"Lin Shenyi, come help us."
The plain-clothed policeman seemed uneasy.
There were too many villagers around. If they rushed forward, no one could save them.
"Oh, coming right away."
Lin Fan said to his sister-in-law and then walked over.
Upon approaching.
Jin Zhe and Lin Fan met each other's gaze.
Their eyes locked, and Jin Zhe's gaze was like a knife, as if he wanted to stab holes in Lin Fan.
"Alright, don't worry, I'll escort them out."
Lin Fan said.
"Everyone, disperse now. Let the police take them back for interrogation."
"Evil cannot triumph over good. I believe justice will be served."
"Don't worry."
With Lin Fan leading the way, the police finally felt reassured.
"Give them life imprisonment!"
"Execute them!"
"If you dare to come again, we'll skin you alive!"
The curses were incessant, making Jin Zhe and the others tremble.
"Ptooey!"
"Bah!"
"Heh~"
They couldn't beat them, but they could insult them.
Wherever they passed, countless spittle rained down on them.
Splat!
A mouthful of saliva cut through the night sky and, under the moonlight, landed directly on Jin Zhe's mouth.
"Gag, gag."
Jin Zhe felt a wave of nausea and frantically tried to wipe it off with his cuffed hands.
The moment he looked up, he saw a familiar figure standing on a high platform by the roadside, giving him a look of disdain.
The night breeze lifted the woman's long hair and the hem of her skirt.
The woman was Wang Ying.
Wang Ying was like a goddess of light in the darkness, looking down upon them from above.
Jin Zhe hurriedly lowered his head, his face looking extremely grim.
He never imagined that their next meeting would be under such circumstances.
What a disgrace!
The piercing sound of police sirens broke the silence, and the police cars gradually drove away.
What followed was a deafening roar of cheers.
The villagers dispersed contentedly, discussing the fate of Jin Zhe and his companions in twos and threes, wishing they would be imprisoned and never released.
As for the authenticity of their identities, no one cared anymore.