Qingshan cleared his throat and flashed his dimples and a mouthful of white teeth to Inspector W. Seeing his wife's signature smile, Luo Wenyuan knew she was about to cheat again, so he leaned back on the sofa, hugged his shoulders, and watched the fun.

"Mr. Smith, were you present when the incident happened?"

Inspector W curled his lips and said, "Of course not!"

"Then how did you learn about the situation at the scene? Did you only listen to the police officers' one-sided account?"

"How is that possible? We are a society ruled by law in the United States. Everything depends on evidence. We have video footage!"

Luo Wenyuan used his magnetic powers to ball up all the metal equipment on the officers, including their body cameras, and buried them in the sand. The Ability Bureau obtained the video of the scene from a netizen. Because the onlookers were far away and the camera angle was poor, the video is blurry. Through a combination of guesswork and analysis, and based on the statements of the two officers who arrived first, they were able to reconstruct the scene.

"Mr. Smith, when the incident happened, my boyfriend and I...hiss..." Luo Wenyuan pinched Qingshan's thigh unsatisfiedly. Qingshan felt pain and had to change his words, "My fiancé...and our cousin Miss Tong were at the scene and witnessed what happened. Arthur, my fiancé's uncle, Mr. Luo Shaohui, had suffered a head injury and was mentally disturbed. He mistook the little boy for an acquaintance and wanted to talk to him, so it looked like he was taking a hostage."

"Although Mr. Luo Shaohui was holding the child, he had no weapons and showed no intent to attack. Although the officers warned him to let go of the child, Mr. Luo had a head injury and was slow to react. English is not his first language, so he naturally couldn't follow the instructions in a timely manner. Your officers rashly opened fire without understanding Mr. Luo's physical condition, hitting him in a fatal area. Isn't this excessive force?"

Duncan sucked on his lollipop and looked at W's sullen face with a playful expression. Not only did he not help, but he also said something shocking, "W, didn't the officer who fired the gun before arriving say that Arthur showed no signs of harm or intention to hurt anyone? He also admitted that he was too emotionally involved and was thinking about his son, which led him to shoot. Miss Chen's accusation is not without reason!"

W: ...Which side are you from?

Aoyama: ...Should I say you are a bad teammate or a great assist?

"Ms. Chen, even if the police were excessive, that doesn't give Mr. Luo any reason to use his supernatural powers freely in the United States!"

Qingshan raised an eyebrow and said, "Mr. Smith, you should be very familiar with Chinese superpowers. Our superpowers are closely connected to our emotions. When our lives are threatened, when we feel fear or tension, our superpowers can activate on their own, just like when you smell pepper and sneeze, there's no way to control it. So from a certain perspective, Wen Yuan's activation of his superpowers was your own fault, the American police. Who told them to threaten us with guns? It's so scary!"

The five elements of the Chinese people's abilities were indeed affected by emotional fluctuations, but if Luo Wenyuan, an ace Qilin warrior, was told that he would be afraid of the threat of a firearm from an ordinary police officer, W would never believe it. However, Qingshan's reasoning was too convincing. Everyone has moments of nervousness and fear, and if she used this as an excuse, W would have no way of refuting it.