Not long after Liu Changqing shouted, a crowd of people came pouring out of the office building. At the head was a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses.
Shen Qian saw at a glance that this man's cultivation was very low, yet the martial artists surrounding him were all quite formidable.
"Changqing, what is this about now?"
Minister Han glanced at Zhao Guangshou and his daughter, who were tied together on the ground like dead dogs. Rubbing his brow, he said with a bitter smile, "If I'm not mistaken, this is Director Zhao from the Martial Law Bureau, right? And who is this woman?"
"His daughter. She works as a Police Warrior. As for what exactly happened, let my newly accepted disciple tell you."
Liu Changqing gestured for Shen Qian to step forward.
"Minister Han, hello. My name is Shen Qian, and I'm a senior at No.7 High School in Jing City..."
This was the third time Shen Qian had recounted his experiences as the victim, so he was thoroughly familiar with the process. In less than ten minutes, he explained the entire sequence of events clearly.
Someone nearby had already switched on a recorder while another wrote at lightning speed, recording everything Shen Qian said.
"That's roughly what happened." After Shen Qian finished, Liu Changqing said, "Minister Han, this falls under your jurisdiction now, doesn't it? Aren't you specifically responsible for internal oversight?"
"That may be true, but this isn't how the procedure works! You tied them up and brought them straight to me!"
Han Lu said with a headache.
"By the time the procedures are complete, my disciple will be dead."
Liu Changqing waved a hand. "Extraordinary circumstances call for extraordinary measures. In any case, I'll leave the rest to you. A filthy place like the Martial