Qin Hao said with a smile, "How could that be possible, Jiangshan Roasted Duck is made using a secret recipe that blends eighty-one types of herbs."
Liu Bo, who was driving, heard this and curled his lips dismissively, thinking that only a fool would believe in those eighty-one herbs.
The police car soon arrived at the city police station.
Liu Bo and Feng Xue reported upstairs briefly, then took him into an interrogation room.
They asked him to wait a moment and then left.
Qin Hao frowned slightly, having a bad feeling about this. Logically, if it was just to assist with an investigation, they shouldn't have taken him to an interrogation room.
An interrogation room is a place for questioning suspects or prisoners.
About fifteen minutes later, a middle-aged man with a square face walked in. His expression was blank as he took the principal seat.
Feng Xue and Liu Bo sat beside him, their faces equally serious, pens in hand ready to take notes.
Mr. Tie found it hard to associate this eighteen-nineteen-year-old boy with the Hao from Yonghe Street.
But his investigations confirmed that Qin Hao was indeed the Hao from Yonghe Street, a student who had just finished a unified examination.
Perhaps it related to his poor academic performance, Mr. Tie thought to himself.
Qin Hao's academic records from the educational system were completely accessible to him.
This boy was a thorough bad student, or more accurately, a bad student with some capabilities, as Mr. Tie defined him.
Mr. Tie looked at him, his tone devoid of any emotion, "Should I call you Qin Hao, or should I call you Hao?"
Qin Hao awkwardly smiled, "Mr. Officer, I'm only nineteen, and you're over forty, don't you think it's inappropriate?"
Feng Xue stole a glance at Qin Hao, curiosity in her eyes. Was he really the famous Hao from Yonghe Street?
But he was only nineteen years old. How could that be possible?
Mr. Tie said, "You should know why we asked you here today, right?"
Qin Hao shook his head, "Sorry officer, I really don't know why you've called me here. Have I broken the law?"
Mr. Tie said coldly, "Qin Hao, I hope you realize where you are. Have you forgotten what happened a few days ago at the Jinshan Hotel?"
Qin Hao paused and replied, "Are you talking about Wang Kun's incident? But what does that have to do with me?"
"His leg was broken by Li Bao at your command, wasn't it?" Mr. Tie's eyes flashed as he stared at him intensely.
Qin Hao: "Mr. Tie, see? He is clearly trying to retaliate against me. I wasn't the only one there eating.
There were Mr. Liu from Fubang Real Estate and Wang Guanding from Guding Real Estate. As for what happened initially, you can ask them; they were all eyewitnesses."
Tie Gaoming turned to Wang Kun, "Is what he says correct? Were Li Bao, Wang Guanding, and Liu Jianming there as well?"
Wang Kun nodded, "That's right."
Tie Gaoming then looked at Feng Xue, "Contact these two people, and if you can't reach them, have them come to the station."
"Yes, Captain."
Feng Xue left and returned about ten minutes later, then whispered something into Tie Gaoming's ear.
Tie Gaoming frowned slightly, glanced at Wang Kun, then at Qin Hao.
"Take Wang Kun away," Tie Gaoming told Liu Bo who was standing nearby.
Liu Bo escorted Wang Kun out of the interrogation room, leaving just the three of them inside.
Qin Hao looked at him with a smile, "Captain Tie, things should be clear after the investigation, right?"
Tie Gaoming looked at him, a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes; he believed Qin Hao was definitely not clean.
But without evidence and with people vouching for him,
seeing Qin Hao's smile seemed like mockery to him.
It made him feel a surge of anger, with nowhere to vent it.
Remembering the oath he had taken under the national flag, his face grew hot.
"Bang"
Tie Gaoming slammed his fist on the table, the dull sound startling both Feng Xue and Qin Hao.
Cautiously, Qin Hao said, "Captain Tie, are you all right? Take your time, no need to hurry; getting upset is bad for your health.
"You have excessive liver heat; you need to balance it. It's best to eat some Jiangshan Roasted Duck; otherwise, you might develop serious illnesses later."
When Feng Xue heard this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Pu-chi"; this guy really was something else.
In such a situation, he still remembered to recommend his roasted duck.
"Get out now," Tie Gaoming glared at him, looking like he might kill him at any moment, and then he also glared at Feng Xue.