"Director, this woman assaulted a police officer and was arrested. Look at my face, it's her doing," grumbled the fatty, though he had put down the gun in his hand, he was still not convinced.
When Pan Anlong saw it, he indeed found five bright red finger marks on the fatty's face, which made Pan Anlong almost want to laugh, but considering that this was not the right occasion, he desperately kept a straight face and said, "Cut the crap; I'll deal with you later."
Pan Anlong approached Fang Yuanqiong with a flattering smile. Before he could speak, Fang Yuanqiong had already handed over her credentials to him and said with a cold laugh, "Director, your two officers here aren't very impressive, are they? Occupying positions without fulfilling their duties, accepting bribes, colluding with others, framing innocent people; it seems you don't want to stay in your position as director any longer."
