False evidence

Chapter 165 Searching for someone
The stall owner, his face hardening, glared at me through the egg and said, "I'll remember this slap! I won't take your money, and I won't mend your clothes. You said you wanted to find someone? Fine, show me that photo again."

I held Fang Ling's phone up to his face again.

He only glanced at it once, but then stepped out the back door.

When he returned to the front, everyone was stunned.

He changed his clothes, and they were now a dark red Chinese-style long gown.

He handed me an old-fashioned leather suitcase he was carrying.

I asked, "What do you mean?"

"The woman in the photo ordered this for you six months ago."

"Six months ago? For me?"

I thought for a moment and said, "The item is definitely not for me. We'll talk about that later. Now, please help me find the person."

The other person stared at me with hateful eyes, but said slowly and deliberately, "I said I'd help you find it, and I will, but we should at least get to know each other first, right? I need to know who slapped me!"

"Sanqi!" I said impatiently, "How many times have I said this? Are you hard of hearing?"

The other person was taken aback: "Wow, your name is really Sanqi? You're really a student at the Agricultural University? Damn, if I had known you were using your real name, I would have definitely gone to the school to confront you about the debt!"

"Stop dawdling! Hurry up!" I said, becoming increasingly impatient.

Because, at this moment, I have a growing sense of foreboding.

"And you remember this too, my surname is Cao, Cao Xinyun, and I'm the sixth-generation manager of Cao Furui. I'm telling you this so you know who will be the one to send you to the hospital later!"

I left the tailor shop and got into the car.

Cao Xin said in his usual lazy tone, "That woman should be home by now."

As he said this, he was still giving me a hateful look.

However, looking at his face at that moment, several extremely terrifying images suddenly flashed through my mind.

So I immediately slammed my fist on the back of the driver's seat and yelled, "Get to Sanfenqian Street right now! Hurry! And call everyone who lives nearby to go to Uncle Cheng's house!"

I took out my phone and dialed Monkey's number. "Brother! Go to Uncle Cheng's house at No. 28, Sanfenqian Street right now! Sister Ling is in trouble! Go save her! Bring your weapons, beat anyone you see to death!"

"You are crazy!"

Gao He shouted at me, "You're inciting crime!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Drive faster, or it'll be too late!"

Gao looked at me with a puzzled expression through the rearview mirror, then suddenly slammed on the gas pedal.

Cao Xinyun was also a bit confused and asked me, "Did I do something wrong?"

I said sternly, "If something really happens, you should go to the morgue."

Halfway there, Gao He's phone rang.

When he answered the phone, Uncle Cheng seemed to have a premonition. After he hung up, he asked in a trembling voice, "Have you found Lingling?"

Gao He, breathing heavily, said, "It's from Xiao Jiang. The person has been found. He's injured... but not fatally."

"Turn around? Fang Ling is already on her way to the Central Hospital," Gao He asked me.

"No need. Sister Ling isn't dead, so let's go to her house first. This isn't about police-civilian cooperation; I'm going to find the person who harmed her, find that bastard, and kill him!"

"Calm down..."

Cao Xinyun suddenly said, "I made a mistake, I take responsibility. Find the person, I'll kill him."

Gao He wanted to say something, but he only moved his lips twice and didn't say anything.

Because Uncle Cheng cried.

An old man was curled up in a chair, his hands covering his face. He didn't cry, but tears kept streaming out from between his fingers.

Anyone who saw this scene would be at a loss for words... Gao He initially remained relatively rational, but after receiving another phone call, he suddenly cursed and threw his phone onto the dashboard.

When we arrived at Sanfenqian Street, we could see a blue sedan parked at the street corner in the distance.

Instead of slowing down, Gao said, "Fasten your seatbelts!"

He then slammed on the gas and rear-ended the car.

Seeing Gao He gripping the steering wheel, his eyes blazing with anger, I said, "You keep telling me to calm down, yet you act so impulsively yourself?"

Gao He pointed at the car with its siren blaring and cursed, "This damn car is blocking the intersection. The stretcher can't get in, and they have to carry the stretcher sideways!"

After hearing his explanation, I was so angry I gritted my teeth.

Customs differ between the North and South, and street names also vary.

I currently live at number 31, the very end of Sanfen Middle Street.

Sanfenqian Street is two streets away from Zhongjie Street and is located behind Shuangshan Road.

It's called a street, but it's actually a hutong (alleyway).

The car was blocking the street corner. When the police and ambulance arrived, they immediately contacted the owner. The call was answered, but the owner said, "I'm talking to someone right now, I'll be leaving in a bit." Then he hung up and wouldn't answer any further calls.

Even if Gao He didn't say anything, everyone would have guessed that Fang Ling's injuries must be very serious.

Blocking the intersection is blocking a lifeline, which could cost Fang Ling her life at any moment!

We drove from the city center, which took us about 25 minutes, but that car was still stuck there!
Less than three minutes after the alarm went off, a man in a suit and tie with slicked-back hair ran over and started yelling at our car.

"None of you get off the bus!"

Xiao Shen suddenly shouted, pushed open the car door, and jumped out.

When the slick-haired man saw that only a child got out of the car, he was stunned for a moment. In that instant, Xiao Shen San rushed up to him and slammed his head hard into the lower abdomen.

From that moment on, for the next five minutes, we witnessed a brawl between two sides that were not even in the same league.

To put it more accurately, it was a child abusing an adult man.

The greasy-haired man was hit in a vital spot right away, and he bent over in pain. Before he could even catch his breath, Xiao Shen picked up a half-brick and cracked his skull open.

After that, Xiao Shen didn't pick up any more weapons. But he still punched and kicked, targeting vulnerable spots that would make anyone cry out in pain.

The slick-haired man was rolling on the ground, crying and begging for his parents.

By the time Gao He couldn't bear to watch any longer and got out of the car to pull Shen San away, the slick-haired man was already on the verge of death, lying like a dead dog, only managing to say with difficulty, "Call the police...call an ambulance for me..."

Those watching were confused about what was going on.

But these were all neighbors, and most of them knew that an ambulance had come not long ago.

They recognized Uncle Cheng. When they saw Uncle Cheng get out of the car and then looked at Xiao Shen's fierce appearance, they immediately realized what had caused this 'street fight'.

"Whose child is this? He's so naughty. Have you seen him before?" one of the older women asked another, while frantically winking at Xiao Shen San.

Seeing a group of people of all ages gather around him, Xiao Shen broke free from Gao He, stomped hard on the greasy-haired man's hand that was supporting him, and then turned around and plunged into the crowd.

It wasn't until then that Cao Xinyun, who had been sitting in the car in a daze, seemed to wake up from a dream and asked me, "This kid is a trained martial artist. Which martial arts school did he graduate from?"

I shook my head: "He was a thug."

Gao's purpose in crashing the car was to teach the driver a lesson.

Now things have escalated to the point where—a little kid, for some unknown reason, beat up the car owner.

There were too many 'eyewitnesses,' but none of them 'saw' where the child came from, let alone 'saw' him get out of the car.

Therefore, the whole incident was simply a traffic accident...

(End of this chapter)