Jian Ai looked at Father Yang in confusion. She couldn't figure out why he was so nervous about this matter.
He was the victim.
The police car slowly stopped at the side of the road. It was a police van.
The car door opened and two uniformed police officers got out.
One of the tall and thin police officers couldn't help but frown. He looked at Father Yang unhappily and said, "Boss, why is it your shop again? Why is there trouble every other day?"
Just as Father Yang was about to say something, a woman from the other party pounced forward and beat him to it. "Officer, this is a black shop. People will die from eating the food here. Quickly seal this shop!"
"Alright, alright. I haven't asked you anything." The tall and thin police officer waved his hand impatiently. Then, he looked at these people and asked, "Who called the police?"
Father Yang quickly stepped forward. "Officer Wang, it's me. I called the police."
