"They're right! We're only thirteen, still minors. There are laws protecting minors—you can't arrest us!" The other chubby boy also shouted and struggled.
"Exactly! You can't arrest him! My son is only thirteen, he's a minor! Even children who kill people don't get the death penalty! Do you have any common sense? You're going to scare him like this. My son was just fooling around with his classmates. He didn't kill anyone—we'll just pay compensation."
As if suddenly jolted awake, Wang Jian scrambled up from the ground, grabbed a criminal police officer's arm, and shouted.
Shao Yun stepped forward and forcefully slapped Wang Jian's hand away. He said coldly, "You know a little about the law and think you've found some legal loophole? Do you know that anyone who has reached the age of twelve but is under fourteen, and commits intentional homicide or intentional injury resulting in death, or causes serious disability through especially cruel means under egregious circumstances, shall bear criminal responsibility upon approval for prosecution by the Supreme People's Procuratorate? Just wait for the court's judgment."
As he spoke, the criminal police officers dragged Wang Ba and the other two onto the police car.
Wang Jian hurried after them as well.
Shao Yun looked at Ye Chen and said respectfully, "You're Ye Chen, correct? We may need to take up a little of your time. Please come with us to the station to make a statement."
"Alright." Ye Chen nodded and followed Shao Yun into the police car, heading to the station to give his statement.
Ye Chen said what needed to be said, and naturally left out what should not be said.
After the statement was finished.
Shao Yun personally escorted Ye Chen to the entrance of the police station and said solemnly, "Mr. Ye, please