The police officer leading the team was a young woman, around forty years old, and judging from her rank, she held a fairly high position.

She approached Wang Peng, extended her right hand, and said, "Hello, Mr. Wang, my name is Hu Juan. I was just transferred to the College District Police Station the day before yesterday."

A young police officer said urgently, "Boss Wang, this is Chief Hu."

"Hello, Director Hu." Wang Peng smiled and shook hands with him. Female directors are rare, and the female directors in the provincial capital are quite impressive.

"Mr. Wang, I heard that the two parties involved are your parents, and that they are divorced?" Hu Juan asked.

"Yes, I witnessed the conflict just now. Ms. Li hit my father first, and there was no conflict before she did it."

Wang Peng stared at Li Guifen and sneered, "You came up here and started hitting people, but your purpose wasn't to hit them. It was to create a pretext for the employees of Brother Supermarket to hit customers."

"You're talking nonsense! Wang Song hit me first! Officer, you have to stand up for me!" Li Guifen cried loudly, a hint of tension flashing in her eyes.

Hu Juan shook her head. "You are the son of the man who hit him. I can't agree with you. Women are a vulnerable group. No matter what, Mr. Wang shouldn't have hit him."

"Good heavens!" Wang Peng was stunned; something about those words didn't quite ring true.

“I’m going to take them to the station for investigation. If Wang Song assaulted someone first, we will detain him administratively according to the law,” Hu Juan said in a deep voice.

"I didn't strike first." Wang Song shook his head anxiously. "Xiao Peng, I didn't strike first."

Wang Peng waved his hand, signaling his father to be quiet, and said with a smile, "Comrade Hu, if Li Guifen hit someone first, should we detain her?"

Hu Juan was taken aback, then nodded, "Of course."