"No way!" Qin Feng and Chen Si Cheng shouted at the same time, and another person, slightly behind them, added his voice. The one who stepped forward with enthusiasm was Wu Tianyu, who had been standing in the corner, overlooked for a while. They would think Chen Sicheng lacked ability, had disgraced the military, and might even hold him accountable, leaving him with no way to escape. Therefore, even if Chen Sicheng were to risk a two-sided defeat, he wouldn't accept the suggestion of simply letting the matter drop. Shu Jinghua was truly at a loss, so she pulled out her handset: "Head, this one's up to you. I've got nothing else to offer." Soon, He Muqing, dressed in her uniform, entered the restaurant. Her first words were: "What a lively scene! Plain City truly is a great place. The military has been pressing on the people—fine, if you manage to succeed, that would be commendable. But if you're the ones being treated unfairly, then the military's discipline will truly lose its luster!" Chen Sicheng's face turned crimson at the mention of this, and though he had intended to respond, upon seeing the young woman holding the rank of Second-Class Inspector, he decided it was better not to complicate matters further. He would first secure the weapons and retrieve the people. The young woman nodded to Mei Hui with a glance, then addressed Qin Feng: "Q "They did indeed interrupt your meal—they were clearly at fault. But you've already given them a good beating; what more do you expect?" Qin Feng sneered. "Wu and Chen are both people who hold grudges. If I simply let them go now, I'll be sure to be bullied to death in the future!" Chen Sicheng immediately countered: "You've humiliated my team by sending your people to the ground. Both in principle and in personal regard, I won't let you off easy!" He Mengqing suddenly pointed at Chen Sicheng and snapped, "Now you have a point? As a soldier, you not only challenge others, but when you lose, you bring a whole group to create chaos—how much more disorder can you possibly create? I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt. What more do you want? I warn you—should you say one more threatening word, I'll send you straight to the military court!" Chen Sicheng was startled, nearly agreeing on the spot. At that moment, a voice rose from behind the group: "Really? Then I'd like to see who has the courage to send my son to the military court!" "Wu Tianyu burst into excitement, as if he had finally found his footing, shouting, 'Uncle, you've arrived—now it's clear that this young man has been at fault. He attacked my cousin, seized his gun, and even summoned several police officers who were sympathetic to him. Those officers have completely twisted the facts, making life difficult for my cousin and his team—truly unbearable!'" And here come two young, confident women who don't know their limits. I only need to say one sentence, and your director will show up here to reprimand you. Even though everyone knows you're skilled at twisting facts, can you really go this far—so openly and completely lose face? He Liang blocked Shu Yajing, who was about to rush up to confront her, and said coldly, "Chen Jinzhong, 46, originally from the Armored Forces. During his early career, due to outstanding performance, he was awarded the opportunity to be directly admitted into military academy. After graduation, he served as acting deputy platoon leader at a certain unit, and then steadily advanced—four years ago promoted to major general and appointed as political commissar of the Plain City Military District..." Faced with the officer's composed and fluent narration, Chen Jinzhong couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. These materials were strictly confidential—police officers had no right to access them without prior approval from superiors. Yet, to be so startled by just these few sentences was simply impossible. Chen Jinzhong carefully examined He Muqing and Shu Yajing, noting that they were equally young, which gave him confidence. He then spoke firmly, "Knowing my background doesn't help. Since you've made up your minds to go with the criminals, don't expect me to be gentle. As the Political Commissar, I'm here to eliminate threats to the people and to root out corrupt elements within the police force! Attend—seize them all!" He didn't regard He's rank of Second Inspector as significant; her police rank corresponded to a military rank of two stripes and one star—Major—while she held the rank of two stripes and four stars—Colonel—so he naturally didn't see her as important. The Military District Command of Pingyuan City was a division-level operational unit, and its Commander himself held only the rank of Colonel. Chen Jinzhong thus stood firmly above everyone else, except for the Commander, to whom he didn't need to yield any courtesy. When issuing orders, he waited for his son, who had always been a bit weak—now he lowered his head with some embarrassment. The guards stationed behind hurried forward. They had calculated that Qin Feng wouldn't dare to fire, as holding a weapon to threaten an officer already constituted a serious offense—firing would mean court-martialing himself. Qin Feng indeed hadn't the heart to shoot. Now, he was burdened with numerous concerns: Mei Hui at his side, the Qin Group inherited from his father, and so on. Without these considerations, Chen Jinzhong and his son Chen Sicheng would have already been reporting to the Lord of the Underworld. Yet, the phrase "surrendering without resistance" had never appeared in his vocabulary. The principle of "capture the king before capturing the rebels" guided him—he intended to target Chen Jinzhong first. Only then would he feel confident that the matter wouldn't escalate. As the saying goes, "a barefoot person doesn't fear someone wearing shoes"—once the situation grew public, it would benefit the ordinary people. Just as he was about to act, He Muqing stepped in and commanded, "Who dares? Chen Jinzhong, you've consistently claimed we've reversed the truth—yet how often have you shown favor to your own son? I warn you: don't play with the flame, or "Chen Jinzhong huffed, 'I'd like to see how you manage to make me regret it. Bring it on!' 'Well, that's your own doing—don't blame anyone else!' He pulled out a document from his pants pocket and threw it toward Chen Jinzhong. The document's cover was pure black, with a silver dragon coiled elegantly across the front, exquisitely rendered.