Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 24 On the road to success, you always have to lose something.
In the police station's interrogation room.

The light from the incandescent bulb was a bit too bright.

Chen Baiyu sat on the hard plastic chair, and paused as he watched the young police officer opposite him typing away on the keyboard. He seemed to be struggling with how to phrase the description of "the victim easily subdued the attacker with a counter-attack, resulting in a minor injury to the attacker's elbow."

The older police officer next to him was reviewing the surveillance footage again. The image on the screen wasn't very clear, but it was clear that the moment the tattooed man threw a punch, Chen Baiyu's figure flashed by like a blur.

The next second, a set of grappling techniques swiftly finished the move.

If you were to release it and say it was a movie clip, people would believe you.

"Ouch."

"Young man, your skills are amazing. I can't help but be amazed no matter how many times I see them."

The old police officer clicked his tongue and looked up at Chen Baiyu.

"I learned a little bit about it in university clubs."

Chen Baiyu leaned back in his chair, speaking in a rather humble tone.

Perhaps it was the effect of the enhancement, or perhaps it was the confidence that came with becoming stronger, but he remained neither humble nor arrogant for half an afternoon at the police station.

Or perhaps using the phrase "neither humble nor arrogant" is an overstatement.

To be precise, Chen Baiyu is no longer like most ordinary people who would subconsciously feel nervous and at a loss as soon as they enter the police station.

Hear the words.

The old police officer just rolled his eyes at Chen Baiyu helplessly.

If this is just the tip of the iceberg, then all my years of training in the police force have been for nothing.

However, he didn't say anything more.

Seeing such skill, one is bound to be surprised.

However, it certainly wouldn't be like some novels where someone immediately takes a liking to someone's talent; at most, they would investigate and confirm that the person did indeed have a background in grappling.

And that's the end of it.

He's not some high-ranking official who can just decide to add someone to the system without a second thought. If you really want to get in, you'll have to cross a narrow bridge with thousands of other candidates.

Moreover.

My lord, times have changed.

Marksmanship is also a method, and trajectory is also a way.

In this day and age, simply knowing how to fight and kill with fists and feet may not be very useful.

The veteran officer now just wants to get through the process as quickly as possible, ascertain the general background of the guy in front of him, and determine his specific responsibility in this case.

Then it's almost time to get off work.

After all, it was getting dark outside the inquiry room.

Same as above.

Chen Baiyu, who was basically in the right, quietly watched the changing sky outside the window, waiting for the police to finish their business.

From the zoo to the police station, then to giving a statement and waiting for the injury assessment results, time dragged on like a stretched rubber band, slowly wasting the entire afternoon.

During this time.

My aunt and mother waited outside the whole time. Every now and then, a policewoman would come in and hand them a glass of water, her eyes filled with curiosity, probably because she had never seen such a calm "victim".

The tattooed man caused quite a stir, continuing to argue ever since he arrived from the zoo, refusing to accept the mediation plan offered by the police.

First, he started yelling that his arm was broken and demanded compensation.

Later, after seeing the surveillance footage showing that he had thrown the first punch, he changed his story and said that Chen Baiyu "hit too hard."

They still refuse to budge.

Fortunately, the hospital's injury assessment was finally completed after the police station urged them several times.

When the doctor came in with the injury assessment report, saying it was just a minor ligament strain and that a few days of rest would be enough.

The tattooed man then deflated and sat silently in the corner.

"Alright, he has nothing to say now."

"Sign here. According to the surveillance footage and witness testimonies, what you did was legitimate self-defense, there's nothing wrong with it."

The old police officer turned off the surveillance camera and pushed the statement in front of Chen Baiyu.

He paused, then added, "That guy had a history of harassing women at the zoo, and there had been complaints before. He only has himself to blame this time."

Chen Baiyu picked up the pen and glanced at the paper.

The inscription reads, "When the victim, Chen Baiyu, suffered unlawful harm, she took necessary measures to stop it, without exceeding the necessary limits." The handwriting is neat and there is no ambiguity.

He signed his name, the sound of the pen gliding across the paper particularly clear in the quiet interrogation room.

"What about the man?"

After signing the document, Chen Baiyu casually asked a question.

"What else can we do?" the young officer interjected, his tone tinged with disdain. "I checked, and he has two prior convictions for disorderly conduct. This time, with the addition of harassing women and attempted assault, he'll be detained for a few days."

The veteran officer, while tidying up the files, added without looking up, "The injury assessment is in: a sprained ligament in the elbow, which doesn't qualify as a minor injury. He brought up civil compensation, and we mediated it. It's normal that you don't agree; he's in the wrong anyway, so it won't escalate."

Chen Baiyu nodded, and as he stood up, the chair leg scraped softly on the floor.

As he reached the door, the old police officer suddenly called out to him: "Young man, it's good to be skilled, but in the future, if you encounter something like this, try to avoid it if possible, and don't always think about confronting it head-on."

"Okay, thank you, officer."

Chen Baiyu turned around and smiled.

I glanced at the clock on the wall as I got up.

It was already past six o'clock in the evening.

As darkness fell outside the window, the streetlights came on, casting a hazy glow on the glass.

As he stepped out of the interrogation room, his aunt and mother immediately came to greet him. His mother grabbed his arm and looked him up and down, asking, "You weren't wronged, were you? Those police officers didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

My aunt nodded in agreement: "If it doesn't work, we'll find a lawyer. Don't be afraid."

"It's nothing," Chen Baiyu smiled. "I just gave a statement, and they even praised my skills."

I walked out of the police station.

A cool evening breeze blew by, dispelling the gloom that had been weighing on my heart.

In the distance, the traffic flowed into a river of lights. My mother was still nagging me not to rush forward when something happened, while my aunt said from the side, "If someone throws a punch at you, don't be afraid, just fight back and it'll be over."

Chen Baiyu didn't speak, but just looked up at the sky.

It was a bit of a waste to waste an afternoon, but he wasn't annoyed at all.

Today he proved the skill's practicality.

I also found a sandbag to test my skills.

To be honest, he has changed a lot.

Although I haven't practiced grappling for a long time, I subdued the man in one smooth motion, and it felt exceptionally easy and effortless.

That exhilarating feeling.

Even now, I still feel a little unsatisfied.

This is not because he has violent tendencies.

Rather, he truly felt a sense of freedom at all times, reminding him that this "crab" had actually broken free from its cage and constraints.

So naturally he didn't feel annoyed, and for him it wasn't a waste of time.

From the time I acquired the system until now.

It was less than a day, but it felt like an eternity.

Those extraordinary powers, control over his body, and even the swiftness with which he subdued the tattooed man were gradually reshaping his understanding of the world.

"Let's go get something good to eat."

"I was frightened this afternoon, I need to replenish my energy."

Mom made the final decision.

Upon hearing this, Chen Baiyu followed them toward the subway station, her steps light and quick.

The streetlights cast long shadows that gradually shortened with each step.

He understands.

Only after truly venting his frustrations with the sandbags did he truly accept the existence of the system and truly understand his destined extraordinary future.

From this day forward, it will be a bright new life!

On the road to success, you always have to lose something.

And from now on, he will be free from worries and sorrows.

(End of this chapter)