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The bespectacled reporter pressed on, "But the other party was seriously injured. Don't you think you went too far in self-defense?"

"Whether the self-defense was excessive needs to be determined by the police and the law," Lin Xiuyi replied calmly. "But in the emergency at the time, we didn't have time to weigh the severity of the situation; our only goal was to prevent the cultural relics from being damaged."

"If someone has to be held responsible for this, it should be the criminals who deliberately damaged the cultural relics, not the people who protect them."

Just as the reporters were preparing to press the matter further...

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

A few clear and rhythmic claps suddenly rang out from the doorway of the security room, interrupting the noise at the scene.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw several policemen in sharp black suits with eye-catching cherry blossom badges pinned to their chests standing at the door.

The lead officer was around forty years old, with a resolute face and sharp eyes.

He clapped as he walked in with steady steps, first glancing at the reporters present, then casting an approving look at Lin Xiuyi.

"Well said! The logic is clear and the evidence is solid," the officer's voice was loud and clear, carrying an official affirmation. "If today's teenagers could all have such awareness and sense of responsibility as this student, our society would definitely become better and better."

After offering a few perfunctory compliments, his expression turned serious. He turned to the reporters who were still unwilling to give up and showed them his credentials.

"Osaka Police Headquarters Criminal Investigation Department, we are now taking Hideichi Hayashi and Kogoro Mori back to headquarters to assist with the investigation. Further details regarding this incident will be released at a formal press conference later. Reporters, please leave now and do not obstruct official business."

Although the reporters were reluctant, they dared not disobey the police's request and could only reluctantly put away their cameras and microphones. Before leaving, they did not forget to take a few more photos of Hayashi Hideichi and Mouri Kogoro.

After the security room door was closed, the room finally returned to silence, leaving only Hayashi Hideichi, Mori Kogoro, and the four policemen.

"Let's go, you two brave young men." The middle-aged police officer leading the team waved to the two and walked out the door first.

Kogoro Mouri's legs went weak with fear. He tugged at Shuichi Hayashi's sleeve and whispered, "..."

"Shuichi, are we really going to get arrested? That guy was so badly injured. What if the police arrest us for intentional assault?"

Lin Xiuyi patted his shoulder, glanced at the security guards evacuating tourists in the corridor, and calmly replied, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"How can you be so sure nothing will happen?" Kogoro Mouri asked with a pained expression. "That last kick of yours was too brutal. If that's considered a premeditated attack, we're finished!"

"Idiot, did you just listen to nothing I said to the reporters?"

Lin Xiuyi glared at him, annoyed.
“Our actions are to uphold the country’s reputation. If this gets out internationally, the outside world will only praise our efforts to protect cultural relics. No matter how confused those people in the government are, they would never dare to do anything to us.”

He lowered his voice and leaned close to Kogoro Mouri's ear.

"Think about it, if the police really punish us, wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting that our actions in protecting cultural relics were wrong? Wouldn't that be siding with the criminals who destroyed cultural relics?"

"How will they explain this to China, which leased the Terracotta Army? How will they explain it to the international community? They won't do something so thankless and difficult."

"...So that's how it is!"

Kogoro Mouri suddenly realized what was happening, patted his head, and the fear on his face instantly dissipated.
"You're so thoughtful. I was almost scared to death just now." The middle-aged police officer walking ahead overheard their conversation, turned around, and glanced at Lin Xiuyi with a smile.
"You're not very old, but you're quite shrewd. You thought of all this before you started hitting people?"

“Officer, I must reiterate, we are not assaulting anyone, we are just stopping thugs from damaging cultural relics.” Lin Xiuyi’s expression was serious, showing no sign of backing down.

He knew that even if the police spoke kindly, he couldn't easily admit to "hitting someone," otherwise they would easily find fault with him.

"Whether you hit someone or not, you know the answer in your heart."

The middle-aged police officer curled his lip, his tone laced with a hint of mockery.

"That was ruthless. The paramedics were shocked when they reported the situation to us. They said the kid's groin injury was severe, and even with surgery, his fertility would be basically ruined."

"That was really just a coincidence," Lin Xiuyi repeated without changing her expression. "At the time, he was less than a meter away from the Terracotta Warrior. If I hadn't kicked him away forcefully, the Terracotta Warrior would have really been lost."

"As for which part of the body I kicked, it was a complete accident in the heat of the moment; I didn't have time to think about it."

Lin Xiuyi insisted on the keywords "accident" and "defense," refusing to give the other party any room to maneuver.

Seeing that he was unmoved by reason, the middle-aged police officer stopped pressing him for answers, simply smiled and shook his head, then led the two out of the exhibition hall.

Four police cars were parked at the entrance, their lights flashing, attracting a crowd of tourists.

The middle-aged police officer opened the back door of the middle police car and gestured for the two men to get in: "Come with us to the Osaka Police Headquarters to make a statement."

Lin Xiuyi and Mouri Kogoro were stunned for a moment as they bent down to sit in the car.

Sitting in the front passenger seat was none other than Ikebab Shizuka.

Seeing the two get into the car, she visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "Lin-kun, Mori-kun, are you alright?"

"Miss Ikenami? What are you doing here?" Kogoro Mouri asked in surprise.

Instead of answering the question, Shizuka Ikeba turned around and smiled at the middle-aged police officer in the driver's seat, saying, "Uncle Gangji, thank you so much this time. Please take good care of them."

"You little brat, all you do is cause me trouble."

The middle-aged police officer shook his head helplessly and started the police car.
"Don't worry, when we went out on the mission, the chief specifically instructed us that this matter involves important Chinese cultural relics and must be handled with utmost care. We will absolutely not wrong either of them."

It turns out that after Hayashi Hideichi and Mori Kogoro were taken to the security room, Ikenami Shizuka immediately contacted her uncle, Ikenami Takeshi, the head of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Osaka Police Headquarters.

"Officer, do you mean we won't be detained?" Kogoro Mouri's eyes lit up as he quickly asked.

"Detention? How could that be?"

Takeshi Ikenami glanced at him through the rearview mirror.
“You are heroes who prevented the cultural relics from being damaged. If that guy hadn’t been seriously injured, I would have given you a bravery award.”

"Going back to headquarters will just mean giving a statement, explaining the situation, and at most, doing a forensic examination to confirm it was self-defense." (End of Chapter)