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"Who called the police?" Uncle Hat swept his gaze around the room until it finally landed on Li Qiang.
Li Qiang raised his eyebrows, realizing indeed that detectives have good eyesight. He slowly stood up and walked over, "Comrade, I was the one who called the police."
Uncle Hat nodded, "Alright, come with us then. Let's go make a statement."
The man squatting on the ground glared at Li Qiang viciously, his eyes screaming, "mind your own damn business."
Li Qiang was far from intimidated; he raised an eyebrow at the man and then suggested, "Take the store's surveillance with us too, so we don't get into a mess trying to explain things later."
Uncle Hat naturally understood this point. If it had been just a minor scuffle, it wouldn't have caused such a stir. Besides, it was clear that the woman had blood on her face and the young man had a gash on his head – this matter obviously couldn't just be brushed off.
