Urban God-level Youth

Qin Hao said with a smile, "How could that be possible, Jiangshan Roasted Duck is made using a secret recipe that blends eighty-one types of herbs."

Liu Bo, who was driving, heard this and curled his lips dismissively, thinking that only a fool would believe in those eighty-one herbs.

The police car soon arrived at the city police station.

Liu Bo and Feng Xue reported upstairs briefly, then took him into an interrogation room.

They asked him to wait a moment and then left.

Qin Hao frowned slightly, having a bad feeling about this. Logically, if it was just to assist with an investigation, they shouldn't have taken him to an interrogation room.

An interrogation room is a place for questioning suspects or prisoners.

About fifteen minutes later, a middle-aged man with a square face walked in. His expression was blank as he took the principal seat.

Feng Xue and Liu Bo sat beside him, their faces equally serious, pens in hand ready to take notes.

Mr. Tie found it hard to associate this eighteen-nineteen-year-old boy with the Hao from Yonghe Street.

But his investigations confirmed that Qin Hao was indeed the Hao from Yonghe Street, a student who had just finished a unified examination.

Perhaps it related to his poor academic performance, Mr. Tie thought to himself.

Qin Hao's academic records from the educational system were completely accessible to him.

This boy was a thorough bad student, or more accurately, a bad student with some capabilities, as Mr. Tie defined him.

Mr. Tie looked at him, his tone devoid of any emotion, "Should I call you Qin Hao, or should I call you Hao?"

Qin Hao awkwardly smiled, "Mr. Officer, I'm only nineteen, and you're over forty, don't you think it's inappropriate?"

Feng Xue stole a glance at Qin Hao, curiosity in her eyes. Was he really the famous Hao from Yonghe Street?

But he was only nineteen years old. How could that be possible?

Mr. Tie said, "You should know why we asked you here today, right?"

Qin Hao shook his head, "Sorry officer, I really don't know why you've called me here. Have I broken the law?"

Mr. Tie said coldly, "Qin Hao, I hope you realize where you are. Have you forgotten what happened a few days ago at the Jinshan Hotel?"

Qin Hao paused and replied, "Are you talking about Wang Kun's incident? But what does that have to do with me?"

"His leg was broken by Li Bao at your command, wasn't it?" Mr. Tie's eyes flashed as he stared at him intensely.

Qin Hao's expression became serious, "Captain Tie can investigate this matter. Wang Kun broke his leg because he was drunk and fell."

Mr. Tie said, "You still dare to argue? The injuries on Wang Kun's leg weren't caused by a fall; the experts confirmed they were caused by being smashed."

"Then I don't know about that," Qin Hao answered calmly.

Mr. Tie hadn't expected Qin Hao to remain unresponsive and calm, like a seasoned old hand familiar with such situations.

His tone suddenly softened, "Qin Hao, you are still a student, and this matter isn't beyond rectification.

Just admit it, and at most you will pay some compensation, but if you refuse to admit it, once the police find evidence,

it won't be just about paying compensation anymore. You could even face imprisonment. You're only nineteen, you surely don't want to spend your time in there."

Qin Hao's expression unchanged, he said with a wry smile, "Mr. Tie, you know I'm a student, how could I possibly have someone break another's legs? I trust that you will clear my name."

Swish

Mr. Tie's expression instantly darkened as he looked at him with a grim face, "You're quite stubborn. Take heed for yourself."

After speaking, he walked out of the interrogation room. Feng Xue and Liu Bo glanced at him, then followed him out.

In the interrogation room, only Qin Hao remained.

He let out a long sigh, his back already covered in cold sweat.

If he had misspoken just now, he might very well have been arrested.

Breaking someone's leg had already constituted intentional injury. If the evidence were conclusive or if the culprit confessed, he would be imprisoned for at least a year.

This could ruin a person's life.

Because once inside, one would carry an indelible stain, considered lesser in whatever they did and even suspected by others.

This is one of the reasons why so many ex-convicts felt compelled to return to their old ways.

Li Bao must have also been arrested by now, he hoped he wouldn't say anything wrong.

Before long, Tie Gaoming and his two men returned, but this time they brought an extra person, Wang Kun.

He sat in a wheelchair, his leg wrapped in bandages, wearing an orange prison uniform.

When Qin Hao saw Wang Kun, he smiled and said, "Isn't that Wang Kun? Why are you wearing these clothes?"

Wang Kun no longer had his initial boldness, clearly having sprouted some white hairs overnight.

With a gloomy face, Wang Kun looked at him, "Qin Hao, you had Li Bao break my leg, don't even think about denying it. If I'm suffering, you won't have it easy either."

Qin Hao: "Mr. Tie, see? He is clearly trying to retaliate against me. I wasn't the only one there eating.

There were Mr. Liu from Fubang Real Estate and Wang Guanding from Guding Real Estate. As for what happened initially, you can ask them; they were all eyewitnesses."

Tie Gaoming turned to Wang Kun, "Is what he says correct? Were Li Bao, Wang Guanding, and Liu Jianming there as well?"

Wang Kun nodded, "That's right."

Tie Gaoming then looked at Feng Xue, "Contact these two people, and if you can't reach them, have them come to the station."

"Yes, Captain."

Feng Xue left and returned about ten minutes later, then whispered something into Tie Gaoming's ear.

Tie Gaoming frowned slightly, glanced at Wang Kun, then at Qin Hao.

"Take Wang Kun away," Tie Gaoming told Liu Bo who was standing nearby.

Liu Bo escorted Wang Kun out of the interrogation room, leaving just the three of them inside.

Qin Hao looked at him with a smile, "Captain Tie, things should be clear after the investigation, right?"

Tie Gaoming looked at him, a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes; he believed Qin Hao was definitely not clean.

But without evidence and with people vouching for him,

seeing Qin Hao's smile seemed like mockery to him.

It made him feel a surge of anger, with nowhere to vent it.

Remembering the oath he had taken under the national flag, his face grew hot.

"Bang"

Tie Gaoming slammed his fist on the table, the dull sound startling both Feng Xue and Qin Hao.

Cautiously, Qin Hao said, "Captain Tie, are you all right? Take your time, no need to hurry; getting upset is bad for your health.

"You have excessive liver heat; you need to balance it. It's best to eat some Jiangshan Roasted Duck; otherwise, you might develop serious illnesses later."

When Feng Xue heard this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Pu-chi"; this guy really was something else.

In such a situation, he still remembered to recommend his roasted duck.

"Get out now," Tie Gaoming glared at him, looking like he might kill him at any moment, and then he also glared at Feng Xue.