"Did everyone bring their ID cards? If you didn't, your ID number will do. We need to register you first."
Wang Yan kept a straight face, his manner stern. He struck exactly the right pose, looking every bit like a difficult police officer, and successfully suppressed the rising tempers between them.
The couple who were obviously the victims, both around twenty-five or twenty-six, had the woman take out both their ID cards from her small bag. They looked fairly well-off, with decent circumstances. Her bag alone cost over twenty thousand. Based on Wang Yan's extensive experience buying bags for so many women, it was genuine. Their clothes were fashionable too, and they clearly had spending power.
When Wang Yan looked over, the other young couple and the woman in her forties all shook their heads. The middle-aged woman even said, "Who carries their ID card around every day?"
The words, coupled with her expression and gestures, immediately revealed three parts of her sharp and mean-spirited nature.
"Then give me your ID numbers. You go first. Xia Jie, write them down, then use the police terminal to check them."
Seeing Wang Yan's unfriendly expression and hearing his tone, the three obediently cooperated. When handling a problem, an officer could not keep smiling without any authority unless the matter itself was absurd enough to be laughable and did not require seriousness. Being too nice made people think you were easy to bully and fool. Besides, with both parties present, it would be difficult to control the situation without showing some authority.
After Xia Jie checked their identity information one by one, Wang Yan handed the two ID cards back. "Tell me what happened."
The couple in their mid-twenties were named Qiao An and Wu Qian.
Qiao An said, "Officer, here's what happened.