Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

The nine other children from the compound who were squatting around them all huddled in the shadows in the corner, squatting on the ground and not daring to even breathe loudly.

Although they grew up in a compound, they were used to being arrogant and domineering because of their parents' influence.

But they knew perfectly well what a deadly crime it was to use a gun in Beijing.

This is truly a huge deal.

Anyone who dares to plead for mercy at this time is doomed.

"Better to die for your friend than for me." They were just helping Tian Yiming fight. As for what Tian Yiming said to Zhang Dabiao or why he pulled out his gun, they had no idea.

It's better to be a fool and take the blame for fighting than to know anything else, and that's all that matters.

Tian Yiming was in so much pain that snot, tears, and blood streamed down his face. He knelt on the ground and howled at the top of his lungs.

"That gun was empty! It really was empty!"

"I just wanted to pull it out and scare him!"

"The gun fell into the ice hole in Shichahai Lake, it's really not on me anymore!"

Chen Guangliang no longer cared about Zhang Dabiao's embellishments.

A real gun is out in the wild, or it could be used to commit a crime.

These are all earth-shattering cases.

He strode up to Tian Yiming and looked down at him, demanding an explanation.

"Where did you get this gun?!"

Tian Yiming was so aggrieved that he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"My dad's."

Chen Guangliang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Goodness, this has even implicated accomplices.

"There are accomplices? This is a massive serial crime case!"

Tian Yiming finally couldn't hold back any longer; he felt he had to reveal his hand.

If I don't hurry up and rely on my father's connections, I'll really be treated as a current anti-government revolutionary and dragged to the execution ground to be executed today.

He raised his swollen, blood-stained face and shouted.

"My dad is Tian Gang!"

"He's a colonel!"

"I live in the General Political Department compound near Huangsi!"

"They're all from the compound too! We're children of the compound!"

Tian Yiming finally dropped the pretense.

He laid his cards on the table.

He wanted to see how this police station chief, who was only in charge of a few alleys and was at most a minor official at the section chief level, could deal with them, the pride of the General Political Department compound.

Chen Guangliang's face darkened upon hearing this, and he stood there for a few seconds without saying a word.

The children of the compound thought Chen Guangliang was finally scared, and their tense nerves were just about to relax.

Suddenly, Chen Guangliang raised his voice and shouted righteously.

"As a military family member, instead of setting a good example, they knowingly break the law!"

"That's an even greater offense!"

"Execute him outright!"

When Tian Yiming heard the word "death penalty," his mind went blank.

His eyes rolled back, and his crotch instantly became soaked, a warm liquid flowing down his trouser leg.

A foul smell of urine immediately filled the corner.

He was genuinely terrified by Chen Guangliang's words.

Zhang Dabiao sat on the long bench, holding a teacup, and almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Director Chen's excellent mental fortitude and his superb professional skills in smoothly labeling people are several levels above mine.

Just when the atmosphere in the hall reached its most tense point.

Suddenly, a sharp and urgent car brake screech came from outside the lobby.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man wearing a military overcoat strode in from outside.

The man's face was so gloomy it could drip water, and his shiny military leather shoes made a heavy clattering sound on the floor tiles.

"I'm talking about Chen Guangliang."

"Isn't it a bit much to use such a big label to intimidate the younger generation in our compound?"

Zhang Dabiao, Chen Guangliang, and the others all turned to look at the entrance of the police station.

Several imposing military jeeps were parked on the snow outside the gate, their exhaust pipes emitting thick white smoke.

A group of soldiers in neat uniforms escorted several people who looked like leaders as they strode in.

The air in the entire police station froze instantly.

This massive display is incredibly imposing.

The once spacious hall instantly became extremely crowded.

The main characters have finally all made their appearance.

The middle-aged man who spoke just now was Tian Yiming's father, Colonel Tian Gang.

Following closely behind were the older generation elders of the compound whom Gao Feng and Zhao Weiguo had searched for, their faces covered in sweat and their legs worn out. They were also quite important figures.

Further on was a middle-aged man with a strong presence, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and exuding an air of authority.

That was Director Zhao from the Foreign Trade Department, whom Mu Wanqing had called after running back.

These individuals, who usually wield considerable influence in their respective fields, rarely meet in the same local police station.

But now, due to a controversy surrounding the Shichahai ice rink, they have all miraculously come together.

Chen Guangliang silently tightened his grip on the pen, his casual expression instantly vanishing, replaced by a serious, businesslike demeanor.

Zhang Dabiao slowly put down the enamel mug in his hand, stood up, and calmly patted the dust off the corner of his clothes.

The intense power struggle between the privileged elites of the compound and the geniuses from humble backgrounds has only just begun.

Zhang Dabiao met Tian Gang's cold gaze without fear and confronted him directly.

Why be a coward?

I'm the victim here.

"You're Zhang Dabiao?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Did you hit my son?"

"What? He started it. Just because the colonel's son hit someone doesn't mean I, an ordinary citizen, can fight back? What a show of power!"

Tian Gang's cheek muscles twitched suddenly, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He had wanted to provoke Zhang Dabiao into "admitting" that he had hit Tian Yiming, which would leave room for maneuver in the rest.

But to his surprise, Zhang Dabiao directly accused him of something.

How could he possibly answer that? Did he dare to answer?

Just as he was about to lash out, Director Zhao from the ministry stepped forward and stood firmly in front of Zhang Dabiao, patting Dabiao's shoulder and holding his hand to ask him how he was doing.

"Da Biao, are you alright?"

"Why did you have to put yourself in such a dangerous situation? If something happens to you, what will happen to the foreign exchange projects of our three departments? How about you listen to me and get a bodyguard for you?"

These few brief but weighty sentences directly pushed the tense atmosphere on the scene to a climax.

It's true that you, Tian Gang, are a senior colonel, but Zhang Dabiao also has powerful backers.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense and confrontational.

Tian Gang didn't even glance at Director Zhao, who was blocking his way. What ministry? He didn't care about those connections.

He turned his head and stared directly at Chen Guangliang.

"Chen Guangliang, stop trying to scare people with those big accusations. A few kids had a little conflict on the ice rink and got into a fight, that's all."

"You're going to throw around death sentences and life imprisonment right off the bat? Do you really think your Jiaodaokou Police Station is some kind of hellish place?"

"Let me tell you, we at the General Political Department will handle this matter ourselves. There's no need for your local police station to worry about it."

Tian Gang's words were entirely in the style of someone who oppresses others.

Several parents from the compound who came with Tian Gang also chimed in.

"That's right, we've watched Yiming grow up since he was a child, how could he possibly act like a hooligan?"

"As for the idea of ​​using guns, that's pure nonsense."

"They must have been scammed by this kid."

"Hurry up, unlock the handcuffs, let's take the child back first."

These parents are all prominent figures in the compound.

I'm used to walking around Beijing like a hog.

As they were talking, the group prepared to bypass the police officers handling the case and go directly to pull their own children from the corner.

But Lao Mo and Xiao Li instinctively took a step forward, blocking the group of parents.

[Da Biao hasn't said a word yet, are you really treating the victim like they don't exist?]