Chapter 118 Threat

"I called the police." Song Ying got out of the car.

"You are...Song Ying?!"

Before the lead policeman could say anything, a younger, rookie policeman behind him recognized Song Ying first.

His girlfriend was a fan of celebrities, and he was forced to go along with her. In the end, they were both impressed by the talent and vision of the winning couple and had been looking forward to meeting them in person for a long time, but they never expected it to happen under such circumstances.

Moreover, compared to the beauties on screen, Song Ying in real life is even more strikingly beautiful.

Before Song Ying could answer, the lead policeman turned around and glared at the young man.

The young policeman could only keep quiet.

"Hello, officer, I'm Song Ying."

Song Ying was not intimidated. She handed over her ID card, introduced herself, briefly recounted what had happened, and showed the police the cloud recording from her dashcam.

“That’s how it happened. We have a dashcam that recorded the whole thing. I hope the officer can give me justice.”

The policeman frowned, glanced at Song Ying and her group, and then looked around at the motorcycle gang.

After writing a few strokes in the notebook, he closed it.

"Ms. Song, please come with us for questioning."

"The matter is already quite obvious, and the dashcam footage is clear, so what's the point of further investigation! And why didn't you bring those troublemakers along!"

The little deer asked with all its might, "This is not fair!"

“Xiao Lu!” Song Ying interrupted Xiao Lu’s indignant voice, took the phone and ID card returned by the police, and said, “I believe that the people’s servants will give the people a reasonable explanation. Nancheng is a big city, but it won’t follow the crooked path of those small-town gangs of cops and robbers. Right, Officer Zhang Songbai?”

The police officer has his badge number and name tag on his chest.

Feeling a little guilty under Song Ying's gaze, Zhang Songbai touched his nose. "Of course, we won't wrong an innocent person, nor will we protect criminals. So naturally, they have to come along too. Xiao Zhao, you're in charge of investigating the scene. I'll take the men back first."

"Yes, Captain Zhang!" Young policeman Zhao Liang accepted the order.

Song Ying waved, and Peng Wen and the others got into the car, following the police car all the way to the police station.

"Madam, there's something wrong with that Captain Zhang."

In the car, Peng Wen promptly reminded him, "Moreover, these motorcycle gangs were probably deliberately sent by someone to cause trouble. In Nancheng, the Fu family is powerful; sometimes, even the authorities have to be wary of them. I suspect this matter is inextricably linked to the Fu family..."

"Um."

Song Ying closed her eyes to rest and responded with a sound.

Peng Wen's guess was the same as hers: "However, there is no evidence yet. Even if you tell others, the Fu family will not admit it. The most urgent thing right now is to deal with this car accident."

"When I got into the car just now, I heard the guy who got beaten up make a false accusation, saying that they were driving normally and we not only deliberately caused trouble but also assaulted them. But don't worry, Madam, when we struck, we avoided vital organs and places where the injuries would be visible. Even if they check, they won't be able to find anything. But if the police collude with them to distort the truth, I'm afraid things will be difficult for us..."

It was Ah Hu who said this.

Among the bodyguards, he looked the fiercest, but he was the most talkative. All the others combined didn't talk as much as he did in a day. Today, he was extremely restrained in the car so as not to disturb Song Ying who was reading the script.

This unexpected turn of events has actually sparked his talkativeness.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Song Ying's expression in the rearview mirror, afraid that his wife would think he was talking too much.

Song Ying opened her eyes. "Since they want to turn the tables on us, let's seize the high ground in public opinion first."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lu clapped her hands and exclaimed, "That's right! We have the dashcam footage. If we post it online, netizens aren't blind; they'll definitely know who's right and who's wrong."

The police station wasn't far away, and the road conditions were good, so we arrived in half an hour.

The three injured people were taken to the hospital, and the police then questioned the remaining two.

While they were waiting, Qin Shu called after hearing the news. He breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that Song Ying was safe and sound.

"That's enough," he told Song Ying. "It's true that the surname Fu is in Nancheng, but the entire country of China is not surnamed Fu. No matter how arrogant the Fu family is, they only dare to do things that are not for show, so don't be afraid of them. No one can threaten you."

The implication is clear: there's no need to reconcile with the mastermind behind this.

Song Ying nodded, "I understand. They always pick on the weak. This was just a test. If I back down, next time it won't be such a small thing."

After giving a few more instructions, Qin Shu said, "Peng Wen is with you, right? Let him take the call; I have something to say to him."

The phone was handed to Peng Wen, and no one knew what Qin Shu said, but Peng Wen immediately became serious and said, "Don't worry, sir, I will handle it properly."

After hanging up the phone, Peng Wen handed it back.

Just as Song Ying was about to ask Peng Wen what Qin Shu had said, a police officer came forward to summon her.

"Miss Song, please come in to give a statement."

Peng Wen and the others tried to follow, but were stopped.

"One at a time, you all wait here."

Song Ying reassured everyone, "It's alright, I'll go first."

In the interrogation room, Song Ying answered every question, repeating in a methodical manner what she had said at the scene before.

At this moment, Zhang Songbai patted the policeman next to him and said, "Go get me a glass of water. I want to talk to Miss Song some more."

Only Song Ying and Zhang Songbai remained in the interrogation room.

"What does Officer Zhang want to talk to me about?" Song Ying asked.

“Ms. Song, your story differs greatly from the other two people’s – they say that you deliberately stopped and swerved on the road, causing serious injuries to their three companions, and according to your dashcam footage, that is indeed the case. So this matter seems a bit unclear.”

Song Ying suddenly smiled and looked at Zhang Songbai, "So?"

"Ms. Song, you are a celebrity. If this kind of thing gets out, I don't need to tell you how negative the impact will be on you, do I?"

"Is Officer Zhang threatening me?"

“How can this be called a threat?” Zhang Songbai straightened his expression. “I’m just giving Miss Song a win-win suggestion. If you ask me, there’s no one else on the road. You can compensate those people for their medical expenses and emotional distress, and they can promise to keep quiet and keep this a secret, as if this never happened. What do you think?”

"I don't think it's very good—not only is it not good, this suggestion is absolutely terrible."

Song Ying straightened her expression and looked at Zhang Songbai. "Officer Zhang, are you serving the people or scum in this uniform? I can't quite tell. Is that outfit you bought online as a cosplay outfit?"

"Song Ying! Do you know what you're saying?!" Zhang Songbai slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Of course I know."

Song Ying didn't look up. Instead, she blew on the hot water that another policewoman had handed her when she came in, took a sip, and said, "As for Officer Zhang, he probably doesn't know what kind of nonsense he's spouting."

Zhang Songbai was so angry that he pointed at Song Ying and was about to threaten her again when someone rushed in and whispered a few words in Zhang Songbai's ear.

Zhang Songbai's face turned a deep purplish-red, and then he stared intently at Song Ying.