Half an hour later, the police car stopped at the door of the branch.
Ruan Qi and the mother and son stepped out of the car. As soon as they closed the door, they heard sharp yelling.
"Do you know who I am?! I haven't broken any laws, why should you arrest me!"
"We will know if we have committed a crime or not after the surveillance video is released." The police officer forcefully broke Cheng Yan's hand that was holding the car door. "You go in with us first. The traffic team is checking for traces of the car accident. If you did not rear-end the car intentionally,
We will not wrongly accuse good people."
When Cheng Yan heard this, not only did she not feel comforted, but her face became even uglier.
She raised her head and looked at Ruan Qi with eyes tempered with hatred. Recalling the scene where she was forced into a police car with a police cymbal pressed against her head half an hour ago, Cheng Yan was so angry that she wanted to spit out her blood.
Bitch! Bitch!
How dare you let the police arrest her!
Cheng Yan was so angry that she threw away Jing Xi's hand, walked quickly to Ruan Qi, and sneered, "Do you really think Jing Xi can control me? Let me tell you, in the imperial capital, the Cheng family is king!" p>
Ruan Qi: "..."
She was wrong.
She shouldn't call the police, she should call the lunatic asylum directly.
The little girl murmured in her heart and walked straight into the branch door without even batting an eyelid at Cheng Yan.
Cheng Yan punched the cotton, her face turned livid with anger.
When the little boy who was almost abducted saw this scene, he hid in his mother's arms in fear.
"Mom, the old witch is so scary!"
Cheng Yan, who practices ancient martial arts and has sharp ears and eyesight, has her facial features distorted for an instant.
The little boy's mother quickly said sorry, then rushed into the police station with her baby in her arms.
Soon, Cheng Yan was taken to the interrogation room.
After Ruan Qi finished recording the child abduction, she was also taken over by the police.
As soon as the door of the interrogation room was opened, Cheng Yanyi's commanding voice came out.
"I want coffee! Freshly ground! What the hell is this? Are you willing to give me instant coffee?!"
Whether you like to drink or not, who are you talking about?
The middle-aged police officer sitting opposite him rolled his eyes inwardly and mistook Cheng Yan's voice as a barking dog.
At this time, the interrogation room door opened.
The young policeman walked in with Ruan Qi.
As soon as Cheng Yan saw Ruan Qi, her already unhappy face became a little more gloomy.
"Miss Ruan, please sit down." The middle-aged policeman pointed to the chair. After Ruan Qi sat down, he asked, "You said that Miss Cheng deliberately hit your car? And threatened you?"
Ruan Qi: "Yes."
Cheng Yan on the side let out a sneer.
"You mean threats when you say threats? Do you have any evidence?" She raised her eyebrows proudly, "Miss Ruan, if you can't produce evidence, I will sue you for spreading rumors."
"Yes."
Cheng Yan was stunned, "What did you say?"
"I have evidence." Ruan Qi raised her hand, and Mo Lan, who was sitting behind, took off a brooch from his collar.
The little girl pushed the brooch in front of Jing He, "Mr. Jing He should know my profession. In order to avoid unnecessary smear and frame-up, my assistant always wears a micro-monitor. After the rear-end collision, the relationship between Miss Cheng and my assistant
Her first reaction was to grab the brooch, but Ruan Qi moved faster than her, and clamped her wrist with lightning speed.
It was only then that Cheng Yan discovered that she, an ancient martial artist who had been practicing for more than ten years, could not break free from Ruan Qi's shackles!