Soon the plane arrived at the destination, and Song Yun and the other party were invited to the police station next to them.

"What the hell is going on?" asked a little older jc with white hair on his temples sternly.

"That's right. This gentleman insulted me, no, or rather insulted our country. He said we are a race with no quality. I was very angry, so I argued a few times. Unexpectedly, he was so angry that he was angry that he wanted to attack me because he was a foreigner."

"No. Not like that. He lied. He hit someone. Look at my husband's head. There are still wounds." The woman pointed at Song Yun and screamed.

A young policeman came over to check the head of the man in Bangzi Country and said to the old policeman: "He was injured by a heavy object."

The old policeman looked at Song Yun with displeasure and said, "What's going on? If you lie again, you will suffer."

Song Yun smiled and touched his nose. He defended himself: "I did hit people, but the fact is that he scolded me, and then I scolded him, and he hit me. But he didn't hit me, and then I fought back. Actually, I was in self-defense."

"No. My husband didn't do it. He hit someone." The woman pointed at Song Yun and retorted.

"Miss, why should I hit you for no reason?" Song Yun said sarcastically.

"I just said that this woman's face was disgusting, and then you would hit someone when you were angry. Let me tell you, if you handle this matter well, I will not finish it. We will complain to the consulate in China. We, the people of Bangzi, came to China to visit relatives and were hurt. This is an international incident," the woman pointed to the police in the room and said intimidation with Song Yun. She thought that with a ID card of Bangzi, she could be superior to others in front of her own people.

"Miss. Are you threatening me?" the old policeman asked unhappily.

"I'm not a threat. What I'm talking about is the fact. If you don't punish the murderer and compensate us for our losses, I must do it when I say it. My husband is the head of a large enterprise in Bangzi Country, and he will not let you go," the woman said arrogantly.

Song Yun glanced at the woman's mountain with his eyes slanted. It wasn't very big. Strange, why is the IQ still so low? There must be a problem there.

"Miss, if the verdict is the responsibility of our police. If you are the victims, we will naturally give you justice. But if you want to use your own identity to suppress others, sorry, I advise you to take back that." The old policeman also became a little angry and said with a chill face.

"Hey, how are you talking? What's your name? I think you don't want to do it anymore. My uncle is a senior executive of the city system. We came here to see him this time and were planning to invest here. Let me tell you, if you offend me, you'll wait to go back and drink the northwest wind."

"I will make people write down what you say without missing a word. The Chinese people from Bangzi came to China to intimidate law enforcement personnel. This is indeed an international incident." The old policeman looked at the brainless woman with contempt. Bai had a good skin and wasted.

"You!!! I want to make a call." The woman pulled her lv angrily, took out a Samsung phone from it, and dialed a number in front of everyone.

"Hey, uncle, I'm Kim Park-jung, oh, it's Lan Lan. Come quickly. We're detained at the airport. Junxi was beaten on the plane. Yes, that man is still there, and he's detained here, well, hurry up, the leader here always favors the people of your country."

The woman hung up the phone, looked at Song Yun and the old policeman with an arrogant look, and then humbly comforted the man who was speechless and unable to speak, and was full of anger. The old policeman asked Song Yun with a smile. "Do you have any evidence that they started to swear or do it first?"

"Yes." Song Yun smiled and took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned on the recorder, and a conversation between a man and a woman in Korean came from inside. After Song Yun made the decision to beat them in his heart, the Lord began to prepare for the back. So, as they were fiercely attacking Xiao Qing's face, himself and the entire country, he quietly took out his cell phone from his pocket and pressed the recording button.

"What does this mean?" the old policeman heard the words for a while and asked blankly. He didn't understand Korean.

"This is what they scolded me. I recorded it." Song Yun said with a smile.

"Haha. That's good. They seem to have some powerful backers. Do you have one? It doesn't matter if you don't. If you fight for this police uniform, I will save you too." The old policeman said generously.

"Haha, thank you, then I'll call you too," Song Yun said gratefully. Chinese people are still more bloody, and they won't be men who get weak when they hear that the other party is a foreigner.

Soon, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body led a young man with eyes in. The woman named Lanlan jumped up excitedly when she saw the man. "Uncle, I'm here."

The middle-aged man nodded reservedly, looked at the old policeman sitting on the chair and Song Yun and asked unhappily: "What's going on?"

"These two gentlemen have an argument, we are investigating. Who are you?" the old policeman stood up and said without being humble or arrogant.

"This is Director Li of the Municipal Tourism Bureau." The secretary wearing glasses knew that his responsibilities were coming. He ran forward and introduced. Most big people disdain to tell their positions and glorious deeds, so they must be appointed as secretary around them. People can slap their horses' butts, but horses can't slap their butts.

"Have the investigation result been released?" the middle-aged man asked arrogantly after the secretary introduced his identity.

“Not yet. Under investigation.”

"Uncle, they are in the same group. They were chatting together just now. Junxi was beaten by that man, and many people saw it. But the policeman favored him and didn't hold him accountable." The woman pointed to Song Yun and the old policeman's smug complaints, looking calm and favorable.

"What's going on? This gentleman came to our city for inspection and preparation for investment. After being beaten, you police have the responsibility to give him justice." The middle-aged man looked at the old policeman and started to speak in an official voice.

"No matter who starts first, we will definitely find out. But before I investigate the matter clearly, I cannot put the blame on either side." The old policeman said expressionlessly.

"When will it be clear? Isn't it very obvious?" The middle-aged man looked at the old policeman with some anger. This old guy doesn't treat the village chief as a cadre

"I'm not sure about this. It depends on whether they cooperate."

"If you can't judge it for a day, we'll stay here all day?" the woman shouted in a sharp voice.

"Yes." The old policeman nodded.

"Uncle!! I don't want to stay here. The weather is so cold here, it's frozen to death." The woman looked at the middle-aged man and said coquettishly.

The middle-aged man nodded and walked to the old policeman and said, "This is how they are, I will take them away first. You can continue to interrogate this case. If someone needs testimony, I will drive them over."

"If they leave, the case will be automatically cancelled."

"No. How could they let go of someone after they hit someone like this? This is the first time that Junxi has been beaten so old." The woman disagreed.

"Miss. I'll make another statement. The case has not been reviewed yet. I'm not sure who started the first."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!