And now she had actually gone and openly offended this Man’s most beloved little sister; if her own father found out, he’d probably strangle her on the spot.
While Zhang Ziyin was still standing there in a daze, Lan Xinxixi couldn’t be bothered to keep tangling with her. Her gaze shifted back to the Police Chief, whose face looked absolutely terrible, and she spoke coolly, "Chief, at this point, I wonder if you already have a plan in mind for how you’re going to handle this."
The person being questioned imdiately looked torn. Neither side was soone he could afford to offend, so he really was in a tough spot.
Just as he was stuck in a dilemma, eyes flickering, the always‑silent An Nan spoke up again: "Xinxi, what are you wasting so many words on him for?"
As soon as she finished, she started assigning tasks to everyone: "Xi Yu’s already gone to call her husband, so we’ve got a lawyer covered. Lan Xinru, you go call your classmates and ask if they’ve got the evidence ready yet..."
With every instruction that ca out of An Nan’s mouth, the expressions on the Police Chief’s and Zhang Ziyin’s faces both grew darker and uglier.
In the end, as An Nan’s last word fell, this Zhang Family’s young lady exploded in anger again: "You’re still planning to sue , is that it? I really want to see, once all your phones are confiscated, who else is going to know you’re here."
As soon as the words left her mouth, An Nan t her gaze without the slightest fear. "What, what do you think you’re going to do?"
That eerie smile crept back onto Zhang Ziyin’s lips. "I don’t intend to do anything. After all, you were the ones who took the first swing and hit . The Police Station detaining you is only reasonable under the circumstances."
After she said that, her complacent gaze fell on the Police Chief’s ashen face, and she spoke to him in an almost commanding tone: "Now confiscate all of their communication devices for . They’re not allowed to contact anyone on the outside. Also, separate them and detain them. They are not to be kept together."
Seeing the hesitation on his face, she continued, "So what if she’s the Xi Family’s Third Miss, so what if she’s a B City municipal cop? This is B City, this is the Zhang Family’s turf. Whatever I tell you to do, you just go do it. I’ll take whatever consequences there are. Got it?"
"Yes, Miss Zhang. I’ll carry out your instructions imdiately."
The Police Chief’s wavering heart suddenly fird up.
His thinking was simple, and he’d been persuaded by that one line of hers—this was S City, not B City, this was the Zhang Family’s turf. What was there for him to be afraid of?
If anything, offending the Zhang Family would make his future days very hard to get through.
After that, the Chief gave the order and had people confiscate all of An Nan and the others’ communication devices, including Xi Yu, who was standing outside the office and in the middle of calling her own husband—her phone was taken away too. Then, without another word, they were about to have them all separately detained.
Zhang Ziyin had originally thought she would see panic on these won’s faces, that they would beg her for rcy, and then when her mood improved, she could let them off.
But now, when she swept her gaze over them, not one of these won’s expressions had budged, and in their dark eyes there was even a blatant look of contempt. She was once again completely provoked, and couldn’t help twisting her face ferociously as she roared at the Police Chief, "Hurry up, hurry up, what the hell are you all standing around for!"
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