Reborn in 2006, it's incredibly awesome!

The Fuyou Street Police Station's response time is among the best in the entire capital. After all, its location is special, and there's no room for delay.

Four police cars sped along the two-kilometer stretch of road to the Xidan Shopping Mall.

Wang Changhai got out of the lead Passat, dressed in his police uniform, and led a team of officers into the Gucci store.

Lin Feng was leaning against the counter waiting when he saw him come in. He greeted him with a smile and said, "Thank you for making this trip, Director Wang."

Wang Changhai quickly bowed and said respectfully, "Detective Lin, you're too kind! It's my fault that you encountered such a mess in my jurisdiction. It's already a great favor that you don't blame me."

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, stepped aside, and pointed to Ni Jianxin lying in a pool of blood beside him: "He's here. Call an ambulance to take him away first, don't let him die here. He has a newly bought Honda Accord, it should be parked in the underground parking lot, you can impound it later to offset medical expenses."

When everyone saw what the person on the ground looked like, they all gasped in shock.

This doesn't look like a fight scene; it looks like a serious car accident scene.

His arms were twisted at an odd angle, his ankles were collapsed, his face was covered in blood, and his eye sockets were filled with blood. He had already passed out.

A young squad leader behind Wang Changhai couldn't help but blurt out, "Damn! They've been beaten to this state... they'll probably have to go back to school for retraining, right?"

Wang Changhai suddenly turned around and glared at him. The squad leader shrank back and quickly shut his mouth.

Lin Feng glanced at them indifferently, and Wang Changhai quickly turned around with a smile: "Detective Lin, please don't mind them. They are all my old team members. They are used to being wild and don't know any respect for elders."

After speaking, he crouched down to examine Ni Jianxin's injuries, then looked up at Lin Feng, his tone hesitant, "But you were indeed a bit too ruthless. His eyes are..."

Lin Feng waved his hand, interrupting him, his tone calm yet weighty, "Director Wang, you can't put it that way. What I did was not only self-defense, but also to protect the people present. At that time, this man was harassing women in public. When I identified myself, he not only ignored me but also attacked first. He completely lost his mind. If I didn't incapacitate him, the shop staff and customers present would be in danger. I had no choice."

Wang Changhai's mind raced, and he instantly understood.

If it were self-defense, these injuries would definitely be considered excessive, and the perpetrator would bear some responsibility. However, if it were a "terrorist attack," the nature of the incident would be completely different.

Once you label someone a terrorist, it's as if they're a terrorist. Even if they're injured like this, or even killed on the spot, it's no big deal.

He immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, I understand, Detective Lin. Shall we take your statement first?"

Two police officers were immediately called over to take statements from Lin Feng, the person involved Tian Jing, and the eyewitness Wang Qian.

A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived with its siren blaring.

Several doctors rushed in carrying a stretcher, and were stunned when they saw Ni Jianxin on the ground.

The lead doctor squatted down and touched the arms and legs, then turned to the nurse and shook his head: "All four limbs are ruined, and the eyeballs can't be saved either. We'll have to amputate when we get back. We need to stop the bleeding and raise the blood pressure first."

Several people hurriedly lifted the person onto a stretcher and dragged him away.

At this moment, the shop owner also rushed over. When he saw Wang Changhai's respectful manner towards Lin Feng, he immediately understood what was going on. He stood aside with a forced smile and didn't dare to speak loudly.

After giving his statement, Lin Feng picked up the two classic handbags that Wang Qian and Tian Jing had been eyeing and handed them to the shopkeeper: "How much are these two bags?"

The shop owner was taken aback, thinking to himself, "What time is it? This gentleman still has the mind to buy a bag?"

He dared not be negligent and hurriedly nodded and bowed, saying, "These are all the latest models. This one costs 27,000, and this one costs 32,000."

Lin Feng took out his black gold card and handed it over: "Today's incident has caused trouble for your store, and the losses must be considerable. Just swipe 100,000 yuan directly, and the rest can be considered compensation."

The shop owner, holding the card, hesitated, then looked up at Wang Changhai. Only after Wang nodded slightly did he dare to take the card and swipe it.

After swiping his card, Lin Feng looked at him and smiled, "If the criminal investigators come and ask you questions later, you know what to say, right?"

The shop owner nodded repeatedly, forcing a smile, "I know, I know! There was a terrorist attack in the shop, and the assailant was committing violence in public. It was Detective Lin who bravely stepped in and stopped him. Otherwise, who knows what might have happened to our employees and customers!"

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, then turned and patted Wang Changhai on the shoulder: "By the way, Xiaoxue is getting promoted tomorrow to become the captain of the Chaoyang Branch Public Security Brigade. Just ask her if you need anything."

Wang Changhai was taken aback and quickly asked, "Then... what about the original Captain Lü?"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "You know Lü Changsheng? He's Xiaoxue's mentor. They'll both be promoted to deputy director tomorrow. Deputy Director Zhao will be promoted to full director tomorrow, and Director Liu will be transferred to the headquarters as a leader."

Wang Changhai froze on the spot.

These are all personnel changes within the system. The police station chief didn't even hear a whisper of them, yet Lin Feng knew everything. How much power must be behind this?

He immediately became even more respectful: "Understood, understood! Don't worry, I can handle this. You, Ms. Tian, ​​and Ms. Wang, should go back and rest."

Lin Feng nodded, picked up two bags, and slowly walked out of the store with Tian Jing and Wang Qian, who were still looking bewildered.

Even after they got into the Rolls-Royce, neither of them had recovered from the shock.

Their hearts were in their throats just now, thinking they would definitely be taken away by the police, and Lin Feng might even be sentenced to prison.

From beginning to end, Lin Feng acted as if he were chatting casually, while the director treated him with the utmost respect, as if he were a superior. Where could one find justice in such a situation?

Lin Feng handed the two bags to them respectively, smiling and saying, "Everything's alright now, why are you spacing out?"

The two women took the bag and exchanged a glance. Wang Qian swallowed hard and asked softly, "This...this is all over?"

Lin Feng started the car and slowly drove out of the parking lot. "It's all over now. How about it? Are you satisfied with Ni Jianxin's fate? Even if he wanted to sue, he wouldn't win. Once he's labeled a terrorist, he can't clear his name no matter what. But given his current state, he'll definitely be released on parole. He won't go to jail, but he'll be under close surveillance for the rest of his life and won't be able to do anything."

Tian Jing clutched her chest, finally letting out a long sigh of relief, a smile slowly spreading across her face: "Honey, you're amazing. But you were too brutal just now... Will you ever commit domestic violence again?"

Lin Feng gently pinched her nose and said in a doting tone, "Silly girl. I cherish you so much, I'm afraid you'll melt in my mouth, how could I bear to abuse you?"

Wang Qian sat in the back row, her voice still a little shaky, "Xiao Feng, thank you for today. For me..."

Lin Feng interrupted her, "How dare you say that to me. We grew up together, how could I not care if you were bullied? This is all Ni Jianxin's own doing, and this is the result he got today. Letting him roam free for two years is already letting him off easy."

The car smoothly merged into the evening rush hour traffic and headed towards Jiuxianqiao.

The street scene outside the window rushed past, and the car fell silent.

Wang Qian watched Lin Feng's retreating figure, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

The little kid who used to follow her around in her memory has unknowingly grown into a towering tree that can shelter her from the wind and rain.