Chapter 11

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At this moment, Xu Yan and Liu Yang were still immersed in the excitement and joy of receiving a large sum of money— for two college students who had not yet graduated, over 46,000 yuan was undoubtedly a huge amount.

After leaving the gold shop, the two walked quickly with excitement, unable to hide the smiles on their faces. On the street, Liu Yang looked at the sign of the Apple store and made a drooling pig-like expression. He turned to Xu Yan with a flattering smile: "Dear Brother Yan, your loyal little brother, Fat Liu, still has a Nokia phone, which is no longer in vogue. Brother Yan, don't you think we should keep up with the times and get the latest IP5?"

Seeing the fake smile on the fat guy's face, Xu Yan felt a chill: "Fat Liu, when did I become 'Dear Brother Yan'?"

"Hehe, from the moment Brother Yan became a rich man, I decided to show more respect to Brother Yan. Brother Yan, you have a chest as broad as the endless prairie and a heart as deep as the Pacific Ocean. Of course, you wouldn't mind my previous minor disrespect..."

"Get lost! It's just a phone, is it worth being so disgusting? Come on, let's each get one, and we'll both upgrade!"

Fat Liu waved his arms and shouted: "Brother Yan is wise! Long live Brother Yan! Long live, long live, and forever live Brother Yan!"

"Come, Little Liu, lead the way~"

"Your Majesty, this way~"

The two rushed excitedly toward the Apple store, but at that moment, two men walked toward them from the street. One of them, a burly man, was holding something wrapped in a newspaper. He leaned toward Liu Yang and Xu Yan and suddenly collided with them. Xu Yan reacted quickly and jumped out of the way, but the man's sudden forward momentum caused him to collide with Fat Liu.

There was a "smack" as the newspaper-wrapped object fell to the ground, making a sharp cracking sound. Liu Yang was still stunned when the man pounced on him, grabbed his collar, and slapped him hard: "You two bastards, are you blind? Can't you watch where you're going?"

Fat Liu, dazed by the slap, shouted: "Hey, you're lying! It was clearly you who bumped into us!"

"Damn, you dare to talk back? It was clearly you two who bumped into us and broke my family heirloom antique!" The man's dark face twisted in a menacing way. He growled: "Boy, didn't your parents teach you manners? You have to admit when you're wrong and pay for damages, or you'll suffer the consequences..." He grinned wickedly and raised his hand again.

Fat Liu closed his eyes in fear and screamed: "Ah, don't hit me... Yanzi, save me!"

Xu Yan finally reacted and rushed forward, shouting: "No hitting! Do you even have any sense of right and wrong? It was clearly you who bumped into us..."

Before he could finish, the other man, with a shaved head, pushed through and blocked him with his body. He glared at Xu Yan: "Boy, what are you trying to do? Want to get tough? I'll play with you!"

Seeing the man's large head, the greenish scalp, the fierce eyes, and the tattoos on his bare arms, Xu Yan swallowed hard. The two were about the same height, but the man's muscular and solid build contrasted sharply with Xu Yan's thin frame. Standing next to him, Xu Yan felt like a herbivore facing a carnivore, overwhelmed by the man's intimidating presence.

Two poor college students who had never seen such a scene before, Xu Yan looked around in panic and called out: "Everyone saw it, it was clearly you who bumped into us..." He looked around hopefully, hoping someone would stand up for them, but the passersby hurried by, none willing to stop. Even those who saw what happened were too afraid to get involved when they saw the two menacing men.

Xu Yan tried to call for help, but no one came to their aid. Instead, he saw three or four men in T-shirts standing around, smirking and watching the commotion. They formed a loose circle, preventing others from getting close.

Xu Yan shivered, realizing the situation was dire. He stammered: "You... what do you want?"

"What do we want?" The bald man growled, picking up the newspaper-wrapped object from the ground. He opened it to reveal a broken colored porcelain statue of Guanyin. He pointed at the shattered ceramic and shouted: "Boy, you broke my valuable family heirloom. Don't you think you should pay? If you try to dodge, I won't let you off!"

As he spoke, he waved his large fist in front of Xu Yan, pretending to hit him. The onlookers shouted: "Beat him up! Beat him up!"

"Cheaters, beat him up!"

Amid the commotion, Liu Yang's face turned pale, and Xu Yan, who had never been in such a situation, was also in a panic. He stammered: "Don't hit me, don't hit me. How much is this thing? We'll pay for it!"

"Pay?" The muscular man roared at Xu Yan, spittle flying and landing on his face. The loud voice made Xu Yan's ears ring. He shouted: "This is a Song Dynasty antique from my family. A big boss from Hong Kong offered me 80,000 yuan, but I didn't sell it. Now you've broken it! You want to pay? Bring 80,000 yuan!"

Hearing the figure of 80,000 yuan, Xu Yan's mind went blank. He looked at Liu Yang, who was also pale and terrified.

After a moment of shock, Xu Yan realized something was wrong. He remembered the social news he had read in the newspaper and realized these people were likely scammers. He mustered his courage and shouted: "80,000 yuan? How is that possible! In broad daylight, if you keep this up, we'll call the police!"

As he spoke, he took out his phone and dialed 110, pretending to call—hmm? This doesn't seem right. The newspaper said that when the victims say they'll call the police, the scammers usually panic and run away. But the two men in front of him didn't look panicked at all. They didn't even try to stop Xu Yan from calling, just watched him coldly with a mocking look in their eyes.

The muscular man slapped Fat Liu again, making him scream and struggle. But in the man's strong arms, Fat Liu's small limbs were no match. Xu Yan couldn't stand it anymore and pressed the 110 button on his phone.

The call connected, and a female voice said quickly: "Hello, this is the 110 Command Center. What's the matter?"

"Hello, is this the police? We're on Chang'an Road, and a group of bad people are trying to scam us, saying we broke their antique and are beating my classmate... Please send the police quickly!"

"Understood." The woman's voice remained calm: "Where on Chang'an Road are you?"

"Near the Apple store on Chang'an Road..."

"Got it. We'll notify the nearest police station to send officers. Stay where you are and keep your phone on."

After making the call, Xu Yan felt much braver. He stepped back a few steps, feeling safer, and called out: "Hey, I've called the police, are you still not leaving?"

"So what if you called the police?" The bald man sneered: "The police also have to be reasonable, right? If you break something, you have to pay. That's the rule everywhere! I'll wait here for the police to come and give me justice!"

"You... you hit people!"

The man bared his white teeth in a menacing grin and took a few steps closer, scaring Xu Yan into retreating. The man laughed wildly: "I've even killed people! Hitting someone is nothing!" He turned and kicked Liu Yang again, making Fat Liu scream: "Yanzi, save me!"

Seeing the thugs so brazen, even the police couldn't scare them, Xu Yan was also in a panic. But he tried to stay calm: "Fat Liu, don't panic! The police will be here soon. This is a busy street; they won't dare do anything!"

As it turned out, Xu Yan was a jinx. He said they wouldn't dare, and the thugs immediately slapped Fat Liu a few more times, making him cry out in pain. When Xu Yan tried to stop them, he got kicked a few times. He said the police would be there soon, but it took about twenty minutes for a police car with blue and white emblems to slowly arrive.

The police car stopped by the roadside, and three officers got out: a middle-aged officer and two young officers. The middle-aged officer, who was in charge, had a two-bar one-star badge. Xu Yan didn't know what rank that was, but the officer looked serious and authoritative.

Seeing the police, Xu Yan and Liu Yang were overjoyed. They waved frantically and shouted: "Officer, over here!"

The three officers walked over slowly, and one of the young officers asked: "Who called 110? 138×××, whose phone is this?"

Xu Yan stepped forward: "It's me! Officer, I called the police!"

"What happened? Why are you fighting?"

"We're not fighting, officer. It's like this..."

"Officer, it's like this!" The man who had hit Liu Yang suddenly pushed forward and interrupted: "We were walking down the street, minding our own business, when these two boys suddenly rushed over and bumped into me, breaking my family heirloom Song Dynasty Guanyin statue—look, it's shattered, beyond repair!

What's worse, these two boys not only caused trouble but also denied it and tried to run away! We couldn't let them get away with it; it's a valuable family heirloom. We caught them and were about to take them to the police station for justice when you arrived. Please, officers, help us get justice!"

The two thugs let go of Liu Yang, and the freed Fat Liu shouted angrily: "Officer, don't believe their lies! They deliberately bumped into us, everyone saw it... They even beat me up, officer, look at my face, it's swollen..."

The young officer glanced at Liu Yang's face and said expressionlessly: "You're too fat; I can't see any swelling."

If it weren't for the situation and the fact that Fat Liu was his friend, Xu Yan might have laughed at the officer's humor. But now, hearing the inappropriate joke and seeing his friend's humiliated look, Xu Yan felt a surge of anger. He shouted: "Officer, what they're saying isn't true. We were going to the Apple store and wouldn't deliberately bump into them. They bumped into us and then tried to extort money. This is clearly a scam, a case of extortion!"

"Officer, these two boys are lying! They bumped into us and now deny it, which is despicable! You must serve the people, catch these bad boys, and help us recover our losses."

The two sides argued for a while, and the three officers listened. Finally, the middle-aged officer with the two-bar one-star badge spoke: "Alright, arguing won't help. The key is who bumped into whom, right? Both sides say the other is at fault. Do you have any evidence?"

The officer looked at the onlookers and raised his voice: "These two young men say they were scammed. Did anyone see what happened?"

Now, although there were many people watching, most had only gathered later and didn't see the incident. Even those who did see it were too afraid to get involved when they saw the thugs' menacing looks.

But not everyone was silent. A few men in T-shirts pushed through the crowd and shouted: "Officer, we saw it clearly! These two young men are lying. They broke the antique and refused to pay. When the man tried to reason with them, they attacked him and injured him. The man never touched them at all!"

Hearing this, Xu Yan and Liu Yang were furious: "Lies, they're lying! They're all in on it, part of the scam gang!"

"Exactly! Officer, don't believe them; they're all in on it!"

The middle-aged officer looked at Xu Yan seriously: "Young man, do you have any evidence that they're in on it?"

Xu Yan was taken aback: "I don't have evidence, but they definitely are. If you take them back and investigate, it will be clear. Just look at their clothes; they don't look like good people."

The officer shook his head: "Without evidence, we can't arrest people... You can't arrest people just because of their clothes. Is the police station your family business?"

"But they're clearly in on it..."

"But no one can prove it!"

"What about the beating..."

"Who was injured? Go to the hospital and get a medical report first."

Xu Yan was speechless, stunned. He looked at Liu Yang, who, despite being slapped and kicked, only had minor bruises. Even without medical knowledge, Xu Yan knew that such superficial injuries wouldn't show up in a medical report. (The novel "The Young Lady of My House" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, along with 100% lottery gifts for everyone! Now, open WeChat, click the "+" in the top right corner, add friends, search for the official account "qdread," and follow it. Hurry up!)

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