Ji Kangyong was startled and quickly ran over to squat down next to Shen Yanming, asking, "What's wrong? Why is your face so pale?"
Shen Yanming smiled weakly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I got into a fight."
"Fighting?" Ji Kangyong was stunned, somewhat incredulous.
In his memory, Shen Yanming was the kind of person who would use his brain to solve problems, but he had never seen him take action.
So when he heard someone report the case, he didn't even suspect Shen Yanming. He thought Old Shen was doing just fine in the guard team.
As if knowing his thoughts, Shen Yanming gestured with his chin to the people lying around him, "We have to take action, they've already taken out sickles to chop us down."
At this moment, the other homeowners who had helped put away the tools also stepped forward, held out their sickles to Ji Kangyong, and said, "That's right, if it weren't for this gentleman's help, we would have suffered heavy casualties!"
Those people were too ruthless. Not only did they steal grain, but when they were discovered, they showed no remorse and tried to kill people without saying a word. They were simply too brutal.
Ji Kangyong nodded, "Don't worry, everyone, the police will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give everyone an explanation."
As for these murder weapons, I would appreciate it if you could help keep them safe. They have the suspect's fingerprints on them. Since we can't trouble you twice, could you please take them to the foot of the mountain and have them kept by the forensic team? Does that sound acceptable?
The homeowners nodded in understanding. After all, even if the entire police force were mobilized, their resources would be limited in dealing with so many criminals.
However, one homeowner was worried. He asked, "Officer, I wasn't involved in the fight, but after I picked up this sickle, it got my fingerprints on it. Will I still be punished in the end?"
These homeowners were initially bursting with a sense of justice and indignant at the criminals, ready to go to the police station to testify. But after hearing what this guy said, they all became a little anxious.
They worried that once they got to the police station, they'd have to prove their innocence. That would be too much trouble, and where would they even find evidence?
Although we are all law-abiding citizens, we still feel a little guilty about being handed over to the police for investigation. After all, who hasn't done a few bad things in their life, as long as they haven't crossed the legal line?
Ji Kangyong knew that people generally didn't want to go to a police station unless there was something serious going on. He nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, everyone. Once we get to the police station, it will only be a routine questioning. After confirming that you are not involved in the fight, you will be released."
As for the evidence, you don't need to worry too much. There are many hidden cameras on Qinglime Mountain, and this area should still be under surveillance. Having video footage will save you a lot of trouble.
His words put the homeowners present at ease.
However, someone astutely noticed the key point in his words and asked, "How do you know this place is called Qingning Mountain? And how do you know there are security cameras here?"
Ji Kangyong didn't hide anything and said, "Because I'm also a homeowner here, but I'm busy with work and often work overtime or stay up all night, so I'm not very familiar with everyone."
Upon learning that Ji Kangyong was also a homeowner, everyone present was pleasantly surprised and excited. They felt as if they had found an ally, or rather, a protector, and their anxieties lessened considerably. They were certain that Ji Kangyong would lend them a hand out of consideration for being fellow homeowners.
Seeing everyone's relief, Ji Kangyong nodded and went to help Shen Yanming up. But as soon as his hand touched Shen Yanming's arm, he heard him hiss.
Ji Kangyong then realized that he had accidentally scratched his wound. He quickly let go and, by the moonlight, saw that his palm was covered in bright red blood.
Ji Kangyong's eyes were red as he looked at Shen Yanming and questioned, "This is what you call 'nothing's wrong'? If you were okay, why would you bleed so much? And you even fought? How come you weren't killed? You're not very capable, but you're quite good at playing the hero!"
Ji Kangyong ranted and raved for a long time, but his hands never stopped moving. He carefully helped Shen Yanming up, explained the situation to the captain, and then took Comrade Shen to the hospital to treat his wounds.
Shen Yanming really wanted to say, "I'm fine, I'm much better now. I'll go to the hospital after I've given my statement." But Ji Kangyong's glare made him back down.
I never expected Old Ji, who's usually so quiet, to be so stern. My heart is still pounding.
Actually, he was also feeling guilty, afraid that Lao Ji would tell Qiao An about his injury.
After Ji Kangyong came down the mountain, he drove Shen Yanming's car directly to Haishi Hospital.
I called Zhang Heping on the way. After all, it was a rare opportunity, and I had to share Lao Shen's disheveled state with my brother, right?
Upon hearing that Shen Yanming had been attacked, Zhang Heping hung up the phone in a fit of excitement and went to ask his director for leave.
"Director, my brother has been attacked with a knife. Can I ask you for leave?" Zhang Heping knocked on Director He's office door and said urgently.
Director He frowned and asked, "What heinous crime did he commit to deserve being killed?"
Zhang Heping didn't want to argue with him about these things, but he still patiently said, "No way, my friend is a security guard, how could he do anything bad! He must have been ambushed while on a mission and that's why he was injured. My friend who is a policeman is taking him this way."
Upon hearing the other person's profession, Director He felt a chill run down his spine and quickly nodded: "Then go ahead and have the emergency department prepare in advance."
"Okay, thank you, Director!" Zhang Heping said.
"Since you're both in the building, I won't count it as leave for you. Go check the situation first."
"Okay, if anything happens here, just give me a call."
After leaving, Zhang Heping went straight to the lobby on the first floor.
As we passed the emergency room, we greeted the doctors and nurses inside. This made us all quite nervous; we quickly prepared all our tools and stood ready for anything.
Zhang Heping paced anxiously at the hospital entrance, genuinely fearing that Shen Yanming might succumb to his injuries. Thinking of this, Zhang Heping took out his phone and called Bi Qiaoan...
In the car, Ji Kangyong frowned when he heard the dial tone on his phone. Shen Yanming looked at him and asked, "Did you hang up?"
"Yeah, I don't know what he was in such a hurry for. I only said one sentence and he hung up on me!" Ji Kangyong nodded and said.
Shen Yanming was a little uneasy. He rubbed his temples and said, "Isn't it because you deliberately exaggerated the facts? Maybe you scared him."
Ji Kangyong scoffed, laughing, "How could that be? He's a surgeon, when is he ever free from bloodshed? He's been around for so many years, do you think he'd be scared by a few of your wounds?"
"But you said I was chopped! Note that you used the word 'chopped'!" Shen Yanming said through gritted teeth.
Ji Kangyong nodded, "Weren't you slashed? Slashing with a sickle is still slashing!"
Shen Yanming was speechless. He sighed, "I hope that guy didn't misunderstand that I was seriously injured."
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