bookcurios Chapter 509 An Qi
Chapter 509 An Qi
One glance was enough to make the girl's pupils dilate in shock—what a handsome man!
How can there be such a handsome person in this world? He's even more handsome than Tom Cruise.
The boy with the watermelon-shaped haircut and glasses thought the girl would stand up for him, but he saw her staring intently at Li Jian.
I immediately sensed something was wrong.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're being infatuated! He hit me!"
The girl asked, "Why did he hit you?"
The man with the watermelon-shaped haircut and glasses said indignantly, "He was smoking in a public place, and when I said a few words to him, he hit me."
Upon hearing this, the girl immediately frowned.
"Smoking in public places is wrong enough, but to go and assault someone is even worse. Sir, please apologize to my friend immediately, or else..."
Li Jian asked, "Otherwise what?"
The girl said, "Otherwise, I'll call the police!"
Li Jian nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead and submit it. I'll wait for you."
The girl asked in surprise, "So, you're not going to apologize?"
Li Jian didn't say anything, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and leaned against the wall.
The girl got angry when she saw his expression, took out her phone and dialed the police: "Hello, I want to call the police!"
ten minutes later.
A team of PTU soldiers in green uniforms walked over.
"Who called the police?"
The three of them turned their heads at the same time.
The girl raised her hand and said, "I was the one who called the police."
The PTU leader was none other than He Wenzhan, an old acquaintance of Li Jian.
He Wenzhan noticed Li Jian and was about to greet him when Li Jian shook his head at him.
He Wenzhan understood and said to the police officer next to him, "Go and ask what's going on at the scene, and register everyone."
He Wenzhan walked up to the woman and asked, "Name?"
The girl said, "Angie, I'm Canadian, and I'll only be staying in Hong Kong Island for two weeks."
The police officers around He Wenzhan took notes one by one.
Li Jian understood as well.
This girl named Angie is a senior at a university in Canada. She came to Hong Kong Island for both tourism and to find materials for her graduation thesis.
Her paper was quite interesting—superstition.
The man's name is Handsome Wang. He is a middleman, commonly known as a secondhand dealer.
He helps people find houses and cars; he'll do anything as long as it makes money.
This Angel looks a lot like Sally Yeh (a younger version).
She was graceful and charming, with large eyes and a pretty nose.
She is 170cm tall, but looks very petite, probably because of her small frame.
He Wenzhan asked Anqi, "Miss, did you see this gentleman assaulting this gentleman wearing glasses?"
Angie shook her head and said, "I didn't see it, but when I came out, I saw Handsome Wang covering his forehead. You can see his forehead is red."
He Wenzhan shrugged and said, "Miss, there are many reasons why someone's forehead might be red. Let's hear what this gentleman has to say."
He Wenzhan looked at Li Jian: "Please explain this gentleman's accusation against you. He says it's because you slapped him and his forehead hit the door."
If the charges are upheld, we will arrest you.
Li Jian shook his head and said, "I don't know. I was smoking here when this bespectacled man, who doesn't know any better, came up and tried to snatch it. I dodged, and the bespectacled man bumped his head into the door. He bumped into it himself, and it has nothing to do with me."
Upon hearing this, the man with the watermelon-shaped haircut and glasses flew into a rage and said, "You hit someone and then deny it? Are you even a man?"
The commotion outside the door quickly caught the attention of Lu Yao and the others.
squeak-
The door to Ruan Yuehua's house opened.
Ruan Yuehua and Lu Yao came out.
"Wow, so many people!" Ruan Yuehua saw seven or eight people standing in the narrow corridor.
"Jian, what are you guys doing?"
The sudden appearance of the two people made the already chaotic situation even more crowded.
He Wenzhan suddenly felt a headache coming on.
She quickly sent a pleading look to Li Jian.
Li Jian persuaded Ruan Yuehua and her daughter to go back: "Aunt Hua, don't worry, it's just a small conflict with the neighbor, it will be resolved quickly."
Angie asked in surprise, "You live across the street?"
The thought that the person she called the police on the other side of the street would become her neighbor made Anqi feel uneasy.
It would be so awkward to run into each other all the time.
Li Jian laughed and said, "Don't misunderstand, this is my girlfriend's house, not mine. I don't usually live here."
Angie secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He Wenzhan looked at the man with the watermelon-shaped haircut and glasses and said, "Sir, given that your accusations are not supported by evidence, we suggest that you settle the matter amicably."
The bespectacled man with the watermelon-shaped haircut got a big slap on the shoulder and was full of grievances: "Hey, officer, is this how you handle cases? I got hit and my head is swollen, isn't that evidence? Do you have to let someone stab me before you take any action?"
"I'm a taxpayer, I support you all. If you don't handle this properly, I'll file a complaint with the police!"
He Wenzhan said, "That's your right. If there's nothing else, we'll be leaving now."
Done.
He Wenzhan said into the walkie-talkie, "Headquarters, PC7366 reporting."
Headquarters: "What's going on?"
He Wenzhan said, "I just received a report from someone at No. 2 Huanhe South Road that they had been assaulted. After on-site investigation, it was determined to be a neighborhood dispute. We have ruled out any involvement in criminal activity. That's all!"
Headquarters: Headquarters received, please continue the inspection.
He Wenzhan: "Received."
After hanging up the walkie-talkie, He Wenzhan said to the group, "We're all neighbors, we see each other all the time, let's keep things peaceful."
Done.
He Wenzhan led his three men downstairs.
He Wenzhan had just left.
The man with the watermelon-shaped haircut and glasses was also preparing to leave.
Li Jian said calmly, "Did I say you could leave?"
The man with the watermelon-shaped haircut and glasses said weakly, "The officer just said that harmony is the most important thing."
Li Jian nodded and said, "Yes, harmony is the most important thing, but you actually called the police, which makes me very unhappy. I have a habit of itching to hit someone when I'm unhappy."
The man with the watermelon-shaped haircut and glasses was startled and quickly hid behind Anqi: "Hey, I'm warning you, don't break the law, and never go down the path of crime."
Li Jian was just trying to scare him, but who knew he would be such a coward.
Angie quickly added, "Sir, the misunderstanding has been cleared up, so let's not be confrontational. By the way, my name is Angie, and I haven't had the chance to ask your name yet."
Seeing Anqi's outstretched, fair hand, Li Jian reached out and grasped it: "Li Jian."
Angie's small hands were like the most delicate buds on a branch in early spring, her skin so white it was almost transparent, and you could clearly see the tiny, pale blue blood vessels winding beneath her skin.
Those hands were as soft as crushed clouds, the fingertips slightly curled, gleaming with a pearly luster, and the nails were neatly trimmed with a healthy pinkish hue.
Angie tried to pull her small hand away: "Sir, could you please let go first?"