Rebirth: My college entrance exam score was stolen? I turned the tables and made a billion.

Chen Defu was held tightly by Zhao Xiaojun's arm and dragged towards the police station.

Seeing this, the fat man and the thin man simply pushed the broken Flying Pigeon bicycle behind them, huffing and puffing as they followed.

Let them go. If the three of them insist that it was these two who bumped into them, that's an advantage for them!

Liu Guangming, on the other hand, pushed an empty cart, walking at the very back at a leisurely pace.

On this hot summer evening, there were many people enjoying the cool air on the street, and they all made way for this crowd.

The Chengguan Police Station is 200 meters away.

The duty room was lit by incandescent lights, and the ceiling fans were whirring.

Police officer Lao Wang, on duty, was leisurely sipping his tea from an enamel mug, with yesterday's Songyang Daily spread out on the table.

"What are you doing! Making such a racket so late at night!"

The wooden door to the hall was kicked open, and a group of people rushed in.

As soon as Chen Defu entered the door, his attitude immediately changed.

He forcefully shook off Zhao Xiaojun's hand, hopped forward two steps on one leg, pointed at Liu Guangming and Zhao Xiaojun who had just entered, and shouted:

"Officer! Arrest these two robbers immediately!"

Old Wang frowned, put down his teacup, and glanced at the group of people.

Chen Defu was wearing a polyester shirt and shiny three-piece leather shoes. Although his trousers were dusty and his knees were scraped, his outfit clearly indicated that he was the son of a well-off cadre in the county.

Although the bicycle being pushed behind was twisted into a pretzel, the words "Flying Pigeon" on the sign were still clearly visible.

Let's look at the other side.

Liu Guangming was pushing a rusty, broken cart with a gleaming kitchen knife stuck in the side.

The guy standing next to me had faded clothes, his chest was covered in red water stains, and his head and face were covered in sweat and mud. He looked like a homeless vagrant squatting near the train station.

These days, solving cases often relies on first impressions.

The scales in Old Wang's heart tipped instantly.

"What's going on? Who's robbing us?"

Old Wang slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Officer, you have to do me a favor!"

Chen Defu feigned deep sorrow and began to embellish his words.

"I just went to school today to estimate my grades, and I rode home on the new bicycle my dad bought me."

"Who knew that when we passed the intersection near the supply and marketing cooperative, these two people, who were selling melons on the street, deliberately parked their cart across the middle of the road!"

Chen Defu got more and more excited as he spoke, and tears were almost welling up in his eyes.

"I couldn't dodge in time and crashed into it. The car was wrecked, and I broke my leg."

"But these two turned around and accused me. Not only did they refuse to pay me, they also threatened me with that melon-cutting knife and tried to extort fifty yuan from me!"

"Look at all that red stuff on them, it's all watermelon juice! Walking around with knives in the middle of the night, what else could it be but robbery?"

The fat man and the skinny man next to them quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! We all saw it! Even if they weren't robbing us, they were definitely trying to extort money!"

"Besides, you have no idea how arrogant they are! They even dared to follow us to the police station!"

When Old Wang heard this, he thought, "This is outrageous!"

This is a typical case of extortion by thugs and hooligans.

He reached for the baton at his waist, put on a stern face, and walked towards Liu Guangming and Zhao Xiaojun.

"You've got some nerve! Extorting money right here at the supply and marketing cooperative's gate, and you even dare to carry a knife?"

Old Wang stared wide-eyed, pointing at the kitchen knife on the cart.

"Put down the knife! You two, what are your names? Which village are you from?!"

Zhao Xiaojun was stunned for a moment. How come the villain accusing the victim first actually worked?

He looked at Old Wang's face and felt that it looked familiar. He quickly wiped his face haphazardly with his sleeve to remove the sweat and watermelon juice that were stuck around his eyes.

"No, officer, please listen to me, that's not how it is at all..."

"What do you mean it's not like that! The physical evidence is right here!"

Old Wang interrupted him, picked up the handcuffs, and prepared to step forward. "Confess honestly, don't try to deny it!"

Zhao Xiaojun panicked, took a step forward, brought his face close to the light, and shouted, "Uncle! It's me! Xiaojun!"

Old Wang's hand holding the handcuffs froze in mid-air.

He squinted and leaned closer to examine the mud-covered boy in front of him.

A high, straight nose, a mole at the corner of his eyebrow... the more I look at it, the more familiar it seems.

"You...you're Zhao Youcai's..." Old Wang swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.

"I'm Zhao Xiaojun! My dad is Zhao Youcai!"

Zhao Xiaojun shouted at the top of his lungs.

Old Wang was stunned.

Zhao Youcai, the head of the household registration section of the county public security bureau, is only a section chief, but he is a powerful figure in the county bureau!

Not to mention, Zhao Youcai was just promoted to a member of the Party Committee and deputy director of the bureau just two days ago!

His son was now being mistaken for a robber and almost handcuffed by himself.

"Ouch!"

Old Wang quickly stuffed the handcuffs back into the drawer, took three steps in two, went around the desk, and grabbed Zhao Xiaojun's hand.

"Xiao Jun! You're covered in mud and water, even your old Uncle Wang, with his failing eyesight, didn't recognize you!"

As he spoke, Old Wang quickly pulled Zhao Xiaojun to sit on a bench nearby, then turned around to get his enamel teacup, poured a glass of cool boiled water, and handed it to him.

"Hurry up and have some water and rest; it's so hot outside."

"What happened to your face? Tell Uncle Wang if anyone bullied you!"

The turn of events was so swift that it caught everyone off guard.

Chen Defu stood to the side, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

He looked at Old Wang's fawning expression, as if he wanted to wipe Zhao Xiaojun's sweat, and then at his own still-bleeding knee, and was completely dumbfounded.

"Officer, what...what are you doing? He's a robber!"

Chen Defu was so anxious he was jumping up and down.

Old Wang suddenly turned his head, the smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by thunderous rage.

"Shut up!"

Old Wang's loud shout startled Chen Defu, making him tremble.

"You came to the police station to file a false report, distorting the truth! Do you have no respect for the law?!"

Old Wang pointed at Chen Defu's nose and cursed.

"Xiao Jun is a legitimate son of a police officer, would he rob you?"

"You had better tell me the whole story today. If you tell even one lie, I'll detain you for three to five days!"

Chen Defu was thoroughly scolded, and his two henchmen, who had been shouting, were so frightened that they retreated and didn't dare to breathe.

Zhao Xiaojun gulped down half a glass of water, wiped his mouth, and stood up, pointing at Chen Defu.

"Uncle Wang, this bastard's mouth is full of filth!"

"We were pushing the empty cart along the side of the road, while he rode his new bike, letting go of the handlebars and not even looking at where he was going, all to brag to these two lackeys!"

"He crashed into our car himself!"

"Not only was the car damaged, but he also tried to extort fifty yuan from us, taking advantage of his numbers! When we refused, he even tried to hit us!"

"I was so angry that I dragged him to the police station to reason with him."

"But then he walked in and immediately started accusing us of robbery?"

Zhao Xiaojun became increasingly angry as he spoke, wishing he could go up and kick Chen Defu a couple more times.

After hearing this, Old Wang's face turned completely dark.

He turned to look at Chen Defu and sneered:

"OK."

"They've dared to stage an accident to extort money from family members of police officers! They even dare to lie openly in the police station lobby!"

"Give me your name, home address, and where you go to school! I think you really want to spend a few days in jail!"

Chen Defu was truly panicked at this point.

Little did he know that the country bumpkin pulling a broken-down cart whom he bumped into on the street was actually the son of a police officer!

What the hell is this?!

The key point is that he actually came to the police station and started spouting nonsense!

Seeing Old Wang's posture, ready to arrest someone, his mental defenses instantly collapsed.

He knew that if this matter was really classified as extortion, not only would his college entrance exam be ruined, but his life would probably be ruined.

"No! I didn't extort you!"

Chen Defu took two steps back and shouted loudly with his neck stiff.

"My dad is Chen Jianguo, the director of the Education Bureau! You can't arrest me!"