?Mobile reading Chen Sicheng didn't feel that the arrival of the police would make much difference to the outcome. Though the police and the military belong to separate systems, they both fall under the national administrative framework, which makes their relationship closer than that with ordinary citizens. Usually, the police are hesitant to interfere with military affairs and rarely allow the military to take charge when matters involve the army. Once the police see that the military is handling the case, they instinctively step back and avoid confrontation—few take the initiative to make themselves uncomfortable. Mao Zedong's saying that "power grows out of the barrel of a gun" remains absolutely true: the police have guns, which gives them the confidence to manage civilians; yet when compared to the military, their guns are merely toys, and thus the military often look down upon them. Therefore, Chen Sicheng still harbored a quiet expectation for the police's arrival. For as soon as the police came, Qin Feng would surely lay down his weapons, enabling him and his soldiers to turn the tide and achieve victory. Soon, the police arrived, led by Officer Shu Yajing. Upon receiving Mei Hui's report, Shu's first action was to consult her supervisor. He Muqing simply lifted her pen and wrote: "Dispatch!" In most cases, other officers would have fled at the mere mention of a military-related dispute. With Shu Yajing at the forefront and He Muqing providing strong support, the two led a procession of more than a dozen police vehicles, their sirens blaring at full volume, arriving with impressive momentum. Shu Yajing deliberately stayed outside at the entrance, refusing to enter. The tide turns—when soldiers hold the upper hand inside, the police are invariably barred from entry, a situation that has occurred more than once in Pingan City. But now, they're hoping the police will enter to relieve them, yet the police are firmly in control. Inside the restaurant, Qin Feng sat casually in his chair, while the Li-named team leader was pinned by the four chair legs, unable to move, and a loaded handgun was pointed directly at his forehead—situation critical. He even wondered what if the gun went off—though it had never misfired before, who could guarantee that there wouldn't be a surprise out of ten thousand? Mei Hui stood gracefully beside Qin Feng, showing not the slightest fear. In contrast, Wu Tianyu, who had been so timid, seemed worlds apart. Wu, finally realizing the seriousness of the situation, had always been the owner of this place. In fact, it was he who had urged his cousin Chen Sicheng to create trouble with Qin Feng—now things had escalated to this point. "Cousin, are you all right?" Wu Tianyu asked with genuine concern. Chen Sicheng scoffed, "I'm fine! Brother, don't worry. This isn't the end of today's matter. Even if the police don't give me face as a lieutenant, they'll have to at least honor my father, the political commissar." Wu Tianyu felt confident immediately. Chen Jinzhong, his maternal uncle, was the political commissar of the military district, the second-in-command with real power, a person of considerable prestige throughout the Plain Province. How could the modest municipal police dare to overlook him? The team from the police department made a strong show outside before sending a newly-arrived, recently-joined officer to inquire about the situation inside. Chen Sicheng expressed profound outrage at the treatment offered by the police. Qin Feng’s face had already lit up with joy, and he gave the outside officer, Shu Jinghua, a look of mock disdain. After the intern had "gathered" the information, Shu Jinghua calmly led her team in, and her very first words were: "Wow, it's really someone from our Military District Special Forces unit! That's strange—always you've been the ones bullying others. When have you ever been on the receiving end of such treatment?" One sentence left Chen Sicheng speechless. After all, he had personally summoned the captain to be held hostage, yet he still managed to keep his composure, politely saying, "Madam officer, could you please urge him to lower his weapon? What if things go wrong—whose responsibility would that be?" "Shu Jinghua pointed directly at Qin Feng without hesitation: 'Of course it's him who's in charge. You can rest assured—should anyone actually die from a fire, I'll make sure this young man pays with his life!' Chen Sicheng couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated. Wu Tianyu stepped in with energy: 'What do you mean? Aren't you a police officer? How can you say something so irresponsible? Who's your superior? I'm going to file a complaint with him.' Shu Yajing also grew heated: 'What's wrong with you? Oh, wait—aren't you the one who handled the Elite Banquet last time? That wasn't exactly a model performance. You don't even have a chance to speak here!' Wu Shao narrowed her eyes, adopting a commanding tone: 'Do you think I'll let you go without your uniform today?' Shu Jinghua raised an eyebrow: 'I'd be delighted! As for that person you're talking about—since you two seem so capable, I'm completely stepping back. Let's go!' Chen Sicheng glanced at Wu Tianyu, thinking: You're such a clumsy one—didn't you see how respectfully I've been "No way, Officer Shu—this matter you can't just ignore," Chen Sicheng said, lowering his tone. Officer Shu huffed, "The military's affairs have always been entirely separate from ours. Someone even threatened me—now I simply can't take charge!" Chen Sicheng quickly shouted at his cousin, "You've got nothing to do with this! Go find a cool spot and just sit there—don't think we'll treat you like a mute!" Wu Tianyu finally sighed and took a seat by the side, casting a sharp glance at Qin Feng. Now that her frustration had been relieved, Officer Shu felt she should do something, even if just a token effort. She said, "Qin Feng, you always come up with such dramatic schemes—don't you think you've caused enough trouble already? Why are you suddenly getting involved with the military folks?" Qin, the young noble, shrugged and replied, "I was just having dinner here with this lovely woman. I didn't offend anyone or even make a scene. Suddenly, some stranger bursts in, causing trouble and demanding a fight with me!" As your sister knows, I Qin Feng am a good-hearted, helpful young man—how could I possibly refuse such a request? I simply kicked that guy out. Chen Sicheng screamed hysterically, "That was a surprise attack! An attack without regard for the code of the martial world!" "Talk about the code of the martial world? What's your excuse?" Qin Feng said with disdain. "When you can't handle it yourself, you just bring in a crowd to help—what's that to you?" Shu Yajing crossed her arms over her chest, speaking with thoughtful intent. "Qin Feng, aren't you implying this time it's still a legitimate defense?" "Exactly!" Qin Feng clapped his fingers together, immediately adopting his signature smug expression—clearly unimpressed. The only gun he held was loaded, and he had even taken a major officer, a captain, as a hostage. Whether it was Chen Sicheng or Shu Yajing, both felt a sense of hesitation—like they didn't want to risk upsetting the gun. The people had been summoned by Chen Sicheng. Now, it was up to him to face the challenge. He was about to regret having come at all—having nothing to do, stepping in to help Wu Tianyu, when he knew full well that the Wu family was full of sharp minds. Now, here they were, with a situation that had no clear resolution. Shu Yajing approached Qin Feng and gently urged, "Enough now. Isn't it just a fight? What's so dramatic about it? Why don’t you listen to me? Make a solemn promise to drop all charges against Qin Feng. Then, Qin Feng, lower your gun and simply treat it as if nothing ever happened. How does that sound?"