"It was clearly you who fired the gun! You took our gun, and your fingerprints are on it," two police officers argued.
Wang Dadong sneered, "My fingerprints? Just wait until you check and see. Otherwise, I'll sue you for slander. Are you leaving or not? Or I'll have to call the police."
"Brother-in-law, they are police officers," Lin Shir, who was not afraid of trouble, mischievously reminded.
"Tch! Can't even handle a gun, and you call yourselves police officers. Make sure you keep the gun safely, or it might accidentally discharge later, and hurt your director. I won't be responsible," Wang Dadong said mischievously.
The two police officers were really scared of Wang Dadong and quickly picked up Song Wen and ran away in panic.
"Call the city police bureau. I must put him in jail!" Song Wen shouted angrily on the back of the police officer.
"Little Song, tell me what happened," came the sullen voice of Liu Changfeng on the phone.
