I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 272

Seeing as I was speechless, Constable Ma believed I had no more counterarguments and was about to confess.

Perhaps it was due to the lack of funding for the counter-narcotics division, the interrogation room did not have good soundproofing. At this time, I could hear disorder and chaos from the outside like shouts and screams.

Constable Ma opened the door a sliver and asked the officer outside: “What's going on.”

“Leader, looks like the suspect's family came to cause trouble…”

“Family? We didn't notify family.”

I was baffled. If Constable Ma didn't notify my father, how did he find out I was in trouble.

Although I often got into fights before and frequently went to the hospital, it's too embarrassing being a suspected drug dealer and didn't want him to find out.

The ‘family member' parted the crowd before Constable Ma and the officer could speak more, and rushed into the interrogation room and caused Constable Ma to stagger.

I was able to see the person who intruded was none other than Auntie Ren who had a cold face and a murderous aura.

Auntie Ren spoke: “Xiao Ma, what's going on, why are you arresting my people.”

I found out later Auntie Ren was once invited by the Dong Shan police force and she acted as the martial arts instructor for female police officers for a period of time. She was viewed highly among the female police officers. Not only were these female police officers the colleagues of male police officers, but some were also even their girlfriends. The male police officers wouldn't dare offend Auntie Ren because of her relationships.

What's more, Auntie Ren would definitely apprehend criminals herself if she witnesses a crime in progress. That's why Dong Shan police officers all view her as somewhat of a colleague. She even received some sort of medal from the police.

Looks like not only was Constable Ma acquainted with Auntie Ren, she even referred to him as ‘Xiao Ma'. Constable Ma already became weak before they even had a proper confrontation and he drooped his head like he made a mistake.

“Instructo.. Instructor Ren, why are you here.” Constable Ma had a bitter face and it made me feel good when I saw him.

“Why can't I be here.” Auntie Ren glanced behind the interrogation table as if to check if they forced a confession from me.

Auntie Ren's anger still did not subside even when she saw I was fine. She glared at Constable Ma with a threatening gaze and wanted him to admit his mistakes.

Even if Auntie Ren was his wife's idol, and he might have to if he offends her, but Constable Ma calmed his heart and finally said:

“Instructor Ren, I heard you only have a daughter.”

He pointed towards me: “How can you be this kid's family. What's your relationship with him.”

“I.” Auntie Ren had an obscure smile on her face, “I might become his mother-in-law, or the one who will slaughter him.”

Auntie Ren's overbearing attitude dispelled Constable Ma's spirits and he said with a stutter: “Murder, murder is a crime…”

“Oh, is that right, but I haven't killed him yet. Why don't you wait until I kill him, then come arrest me if it becomes a fait accompli.”

Constable Ma closed both his eyes, then he opened them after a while and said slowly:

“Your daughter… isn't she afraid of men, how could she have a boyfriend?”

This topic seemed to have made Auntie Ren especially mad and she snorted:

“How should I know. Nowadays, kids never listen. Also, stop changing the subject and let Ye Lin go.”

Constable Ma corrected his necktie, trying to use that action to regain his dignity.

“Instructor Ren, forgive me for not being able to comply. A country has laws and I cannot let personal connections sway them. Although I don't know how this brat Ye Lin tricked your daughter, he was carrying weed and is suspected of trafficking, so I can't just let him go.”

Constable Ma had some backbone and it seems Auntie Ren actually respected him a bit more for that and she softened her tone.

“Xiao Ma, I know you guys are under a lot of stress, but can you not be overly suspicious. Those foreigners on the film set love smoking weed. Are you going to pin the crime on Ye Lin when he probably grabbed the wrong bag?”‘

Constable Ma tapped his right thumb on his pants like he was analyzing Auntie Ren's words.

Although I was facing some serious charges, I thought the scene unfolding in front of me was interesting, so I interrupted:

“That's right, I grabbed the wrong bag. This bag belongs to an American named Kyle. He's the male protagonist of ‘The Magic Cauldron' and the main culprit.”

Constable Ma sneered: “Would an American actor whose also part of the main cast use that shabby bag.”

I denied his claims: “So what, I also know a rich girl who loves eating chips. Kyle is an idiot, so it's hard to use standard norms to analyze a moron.”

Constable Ma waved his hands like he wanted to slap me, “Shut up, I'm having a conversation with your mother-in-law.”

Whose my mother-in-law! How can an outsider like you decide my marriage!

Auntie Ren didn't like me interrupting. It might be because I always make irrelevant remarks.

“It's not Ye Lin's fault he looks like a criminal. Chen ShiMei had a good appearance but still had a terrible fate.”

This was the first time Auntie Ren said something somewhat positive about me and made me touched.

I looked at Auntie Ren gratefully, but she didn't appreciate it and said coldly:

“What are you looking at. If you become like Chen ShiMei, you'll have a worse fate than him.”

Constable Ma cleared his throat.

“Instructor Ren, I know you're incredible and your brother is also a celebrity in academia…”

Auntie Ren's older brother or Xiao Qin's uncle. The one who went to visit Xiao Qin's home a couple of days ago, I have no idea what he does.

“But.” Constable Ma pressed an old wound on his shoulder, “I took a bullet from a drug dealer and I was lucky to survive. I shouldn't be afraid of anything, and even if you give me pressure, I would still abide by the laws and not let him go easily.”

Auntie Ren was unhappy, “Don't bring up my brother. There's a twenty-year age difference between us and we don't really relate.”

I always feel Auntie Ren's family are not on great terms. Maybe they had a fight when they met up a couple of days ago.

A few police officers (mainly female) peered through the cracks of the door as they were curious, but Constable Ma chased them away:

“Get back to work, the criminals don't rest, so you guys don't think of resting either.”

Using the anger form rebuking his subordinates, Constable Ma sneered:

“Since Instructor Ren doesn't intend to bring up your brother, then I don't have any reason to let him go. There's no need to dwell on it, please return, I'll handle it according to the law.”

Auntie Ren hugged her chest and coldly said, “What if I bring up my old man.”

“You…” It was as if something was caught in Constable Ma's throat, I heard that Auntie Ren's father was a fitness advisor for the head of the municipal council, and also a guest of the chief of police, which was Constable Ma's immediate superior.

But didn't Auntie Ren have a falling out with her father after she eloped with someone years ago? Is she going to lower herself to her father and apologize in order to save me? How can I shoulder that kind of burden?

Yet Constable Ma had an undaunted expression, he had a bitter smile, and his rigid neck showed his resolve of not backing down. He waved his arms emotionally as he spoke.

 “Okay, call whoever you want. Every criminal shall be punished severely, I won't listen even if God comes, worst comes to shove… I'll quit being a cop.”

Seeing his determination, Auntie Ren was a bit discouraged.

“Why, Xiao Ma, although our family may not get along well, we still have a good relationship with the police. Did you forget I personally apprehended dozens of suspects? Did you forget my brother donated money to Golden Shield every year? How much of the foundation's donations are used as compensation for officers who sacrificed themselves in the line of duty? “

Perhaps he thought of Captain Zhao who sacrificed himself, an expression of pain flashed by Constable Ma's face.

But he quickly firmed himself and loudly said, “Laws are laws, even if Lin Xiao wasn't trafficking, just carrying is already illegal, and if he was carrying over 50g, then I can set his punishment…”

At this time, a policewoman with freckles pushed open the door to the interrogation room and untimely said to Constable Ma:

“Leader, I carefully measured, the suspect…”

She glanced at me, as if she was curious about such a young drug dealer.

“The suspect is carrying a total of 49g of weed…”

“What!” Constable Ma widened his eyes, “Did you weigh it properly?”

The policewoman felt rather wronged, ” Leader, I weighed it correctly, it was actually a total of 48.9g…”

“Damn it.” Constable swung his arm down in midair, “That means I can at most only detain him.”

I remembered that during the buffet, I saw some spilled tea leaves near my bag (it was actually weed). Could it be that when he was framing me, his hands shook and accidentally spilled some out?

No, from what I remember, that bag was sealed tight, it shouldn't have been spilled by accident.

 Does that mean that Kyle isn't utterly heartless and poured out a bit of the 50g of weed, enough to capture me, but not enough for a serious felony. Does he still want me to help him get Ai Mi?

Stop dreaming, you treacherous bastard. If I can get out, I'll find you tomorrow at film city, and press you down in the mud by your hair and destroy your handsome face.

Chapter end