Chapter 1024 - 997: The Whole Family Is Talented
Qian was just about to take these useless people away when Yu Minglang came out and saw the crowd, so he went over to understand the progress of the case.
This wasn’t his territory, and such a carjacking incident wasn’t under his purview. He was just doing his duty to help out, and in Yu Minglang’s eyes, this case was as tiny as a sesame seed. He thought he could quickly catch the perpetrators to get justice for his sister. But he hadn’t expected to find only a bunch of useless people unwilling to testify; Xiaoqiang couldn’t stand it.
"Your efficiency is just too slow."
"It’s not that we’re not trying hard. It’s just that the criminal is too cunning, and the mountain is so vast. If he deliberately hides, we don’t have enough manpower and can only wait for backup once the fire is out," said the task force members, feeling helpless, as there were only a few of them.
"Do we really need backup for such a trivial matter? Wait a moment!" Yu Minglang called his deputy over and gave him a brief on-site command. The fire situation was already under control, so Yu Minglang made a swift decision.
He randomly selected five people with the highest combat skills from his team, adding himself, making six in total, ready to search the mountain.
"Are you sure this many people is enough? I can contact our people to assist you," said a police officer.
Yu Minglang patted him on the shoulder, "You stay here and wait for my wife to finish her transformation on those guys. We should be able to catch the culprit soon."
"Are you really that miraculous?" The person looked at Yu Minglang, impressed by his demeanor but couldn’t guess his identity. He had no idea that this man covered in dust was the legendary and renowned one.
Of course, he didn’t believe Qian could guide those people’s emotions away so effectively. How could it be as miraculous as they claimed? Oh, it seemed these two were married.
"Find that scoundrel who stabbed our sister and chop him into a pumpkin!"
As Yu Minglang passed by Qian, he heard her whisper. He smirked, reached out to touch her head, and then led his men, rushing into the mountains like the wind.
Once in the mountain terrain, Yu Minglang blended into the surrounding environment seamlessly, vanishing without a trace.
"The head pat! So loving!" Apiao was charmed by Yu Minglang’s last affectionate gesture. Mo Di kicked his rear.
"Hurry and knead the dough; so many people are waiting for buns!"
Some people were taken aside by Qian, and Apiao had a vague feeling that Qian was about to do something. Curious, he wanted to follow, but Mo Di pulled him back.
"Make your buns! Can’t be unproductive if you want to marry!"
"I’m just curious about what she’s up to... A woman who can’t knead dough properly, is she reliable?" Apiao continued kneading with grievances.
"Don’t use a butcher’s knife to kill chickens. Someone not good at cooking doesn’t mean they’re unprofessional in their field! She’s a psychologist, not a chef! Also, if she uses her sect’s unique therapy and doesn’t want us to see it, who are you to go over? Is your head filled with rocks?" Mo Di casually knocked on Apiao’s head.
Apiao sulked, pursing his lips, only able to look longingly towards Qian’s direction, wondering what she would do.
After taking statements from the driver and the frightened young girl, nearly an hour had passed.
They should have gone to the bureau for statements, but to accommodate Qian’s treatment for those in the car, they did the statements on site.
Once this was done, Qian’s work wasn’t finished yet. The person who brought them over checked the time, preparing to have Qian pause as he needed to return to his unit.
Just as he was about to interrupt Qian, he saw Yu Minglang and his team returning, dragging a sack.
Dragging, indeed, was quite bold.
They watched in amazement as Yu Minglang kicked the sack onto the ground, opened it, revealing a pig-headed face inside.
"We found the person."
No... Way!!!
Found him?!
These people must have some kind of divine skills; so many had searched for so long without success, while they found him in such a short time?
The police squatted down, wanting to see what the tightly-bound person looked like. As soon as he crouched, a pungent stench hit his nose; goodness, this guy was covered in wild boar feces?
His whole body was wounded; what had this wrongdoer experienced?
Seeing the uniformed police, the tightly-bound criminal wailed.
"Comrade! Save me!"
This guy was covered in wild boar dung, smelling ghastly. When he cried, his tears created streaks on his filthy face, but talking with a mouthful of dung was a spectacle.
"So you’re the one who brandished a knife in the car, attempting robbery?"
"These are the stolen goods found on him you can take back as evidence, and after processing, please send them to my sister," Yu Minglang presented a transparent bag containing Yu Mingxi’s wallet and phone, confiscated from the perpetrator.
"Your sister?"
"That brave woman is my twin sister."
"What on earth does your family do? You’re too amazing..." The officer was astounded.
Today’s encounter with their capabilities was extraordinary; how did they track down the person so quickly, creating such a predicament for him?
Geniuses!
"The most capable person in our family is right there." Yu Minglang pointed behind the officer.
Turning around, he saw Qian leading the group of useless people who refused to testify earlier.
Several grown men cried, choked up, and immediately kowtowed to the police.
"Comrade, we were wrong!"
It startled everyone; what was going on?
"We shouldn’t have stood by and watched!"
"Shouldn’t have refused to help!"
"And afterwards, fearing trouble, we didn’t want to testify!"
Each spoke tearfully, as Qian stood behind them with her trademark confident and calm smile.
Heh, go repent, you scumbags!
Yu Minglang and his men were in awe of Qian.
They dealt with the enemy only on the surface, while his wife delved deeply into people’s hearts; look at how she transformed them in such a short time!
Yu Minglang gave Qian a thumbs-up; you’re amazing, my wife!
Qian, feeling proud, lifted her chin; of course! It’s her profession!
"We’re willing to testify!" They spoke in unison, and the police wiped away his shocked sweat, "Testifying is good, but please don’t kneel..."
What kind of psychological treatment was this, more effective than brainwashing?
Seeing these useless people eager to reform and become better was puzzling, like there was some mysterious magic at play.
"Mr Chen! Thank you! We’ll certainly be good people in the future!" The group turned, bowing uniformly to Qian—a grand display.
"Remember, sometimes looking away is akin to abetting. Self-preservation doesn’t equate to cowardice. Go back and be good people."
"Yes!"
Did Qian only do that much? Of course not...