The officer beside her squeezed her hands, knowing well that the newly assigned Deputy Captain Shu Yajing was someone with an exceptionally strong sense of justice. She had only been at the bureau for a few days and had already made the complacent staff suffer greatly—without the support of someone above her, they would have surely risen up in protest. Among the new recruits, either those were absorbed into the existing culture or pushed out; Shu was one of the rare exceptions. The door to the interrogation room remained closed, and Shu Yajing was truly furious, stomping up the corridor: "Who has the key…?" The officer, there's no need for any formalities—we're all legally minded. That young man is at most a suspect, and under our country's laws, we have the right to see him." As soon as the elder spoke, he completely shut down any potential hesitation or evasion from Shu Yajing. Fang Fang trailed behind the two of them. As a recent university graduate just entering the workforce, she had limited professional experience and simply didn't stand out when following behind such confident figures. Shu Yajing smiled faintly, thinking how much she wanted to see him, yet the door to the interrogation room had been locked from the inside, preventing her from entering. "Who has the key?" she asked her subordinates. No one responded, and they simply said, "The door's jammed—go to the impact sensor." The young professional, Mei Hui, served as the acting president of Qin Group. The elder, Hou Bao, had long held the dual roles of personal manager and chief advisor to Qin Wei—both were key figures within the Qin Group. After Qin Wei's passing, the company was entirely supported by these two people—otherwise, it would have dissolved long ago. Both were close confidants of Qin Wei, and Mei Hui was even Hou Bao's adopted daughter. Few outsiders knew that Qin Wei had a son lost since childhood, but these two were well aware of it. Upon hearing that someone claimed to be Qin Feng and could name Qin Wei's original wife, Wu Shan, they immediately rushed over. The two exchanged glances, each imagining what might have happened inside. Mei Hui then signaled to Fang Fang with a glance. Understanding the cue, Fang Fang calmly pulled out her phone and activated the video recording function. Once the leadership issued instructions, subordinates had no choice but to comply. The two officers worked together to lift the door impact器, and in just a few tries, they forced the door open. Inside, the scene was a mess—Sun's police officer and his two colleagues lay motionless on the ground, like dead dogs, with blood streaking their heads and faces. As for Qin Feng, he sat calmly in his chair, playing with his handcuffs. Shu Ya Jing stood frozen at the door. Fang Fang, who had been overlooked by everyone, was the first to rush inside, frantically snapping photos on her phone. Only then did Shu Ya Jing realize: "What are you doing? Stop! Give me your phone!" "Sorry, you don't have the right to do that!" Mei Hui swiftly snatched Fang Fang's phone and tucked it into her crossbody bag, then looked coldly at the policewoman. "We need an explanation. Otherwise, I'll upload the video to the internet. Don't try to intimidate me—I have connections that are stronger than you imagine." A junior officer whispered to Shu Ya Jing: "Mei Hui is the CEO of Qin Group, and she knows both our bureau director and the mayor." A violent incident occurred in the police interrogation room—no matter who was hit, the public's criticism would always point squarely at the police. Shu Ya Jing stayed upright and calm, not afraid of any awkwardness, yet after all, the people were brought back under her leadership. Once the situation escalated, many might believe it was she who ordered violent treatment against the suspects. With these thoughts running through her mind, cold sweat appeared on her forehead. "Ladies and gentlemen, I believe this is a misunderstanding. I promise to thoroughly investigate and clarify the entire situation," Shu Ya Jing felt it essential to take the initiative, otherwise the matter would become very complicated. She continued, "However, there is a well-documented fact—the suspects injured dozens of people, all of whom are currently hospitalized." When Hou Bao saw Qin Feng, he was at least 60% certain that he was Qin Feng’s son, given how hard it was to replicate both appearance and demeanor. “Is that so? Do you have any evidence?” Hou Bao asked with a smile. Qin Feng plucked a strand of his hair and said, “With today’s advanced technology, shouldn’t it be fairly easy to prove someone’s identity?” Hou Bao took the hair strand and replied, “Indeed, it’s not difficult. I’ll complete the DNA testing as quickly as possible—please forgive the inconvenience of staying here a bit longer.” “Ah, no need to be formal,” Qin Feng smiled, pointing to the Sun-family officer being escorted out by his colleagues. “I’m sure they’ve learned from this experience and won’t make similar mistakes again, right, Officer?” Shu Yajing blushed slightly and said, “Don’t worry—our commitment is to neither wrongfully accuse a good person nor unjustly overlook a bad one.” "The tone clearly carried the hint of him finding a way out for himself. Qin Feng didn't feel the need to press the issue—after all, it was their own ground. Being too rigid wouldn't benefit him much." "Officer Shu, I hope you can follow through," Mei Hui said, deliberately glancing at her bag, conveying a strong sense of expectation. Fang Fang approached with a slightly hesitant expression, speaking softly, "Qin Feng, be careful, take good care of yourself—I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning." She felt a bit constrained in front of the two senior executives. "Thank you, Fang Fang. You're really kind to me," Qin Feng replied. He was someone who always took a firm stance when dealing with gentle women, and he didn't care whether others were present. Fang Fang's shift notes had grown increasingly red, and her hands began to fidget with the edge of her sleeves. The three quickly left. Shu Yajing assigned Qin Feng to another interview room and issued an order: no one should disturb him until the truth was fully clarified. Though the room was merely modest—featuring only a table and a chair—it was more than sufficient for him, who urgently needed a quiet space. During the struggle with three police officers, a cut appeared on the side of his right hand, and the shark tooth pendant tucked in his pocket fell out. As he picked it up, the blood flowing from his wound dripped precisely onto it, and the pendant suddenly emitted a strange glow. Intending to investigate further, Shuyajing and Hou Bao arrived, forcing him to pause temporarily. Now, the shark tooth had transformed from its original ivory white to a golden yellow, not only glowing but also emitting a warm heat.