After Rebirth, I Was Forced to Become the Mafia Princess!

Chapter 631

Lin Yeyun also felt as if his entire worldview had been turned upside down. With family members working in the judicial system, he understood the terrifying nature of their opponents far better than Qin Zi'ang did.

This wasn't just a simple beating to vent their anger. The other party was using legal methods to completely crush them, leaving almost no substantial evidence to be used against them afterward.

This was a hundred times more terrifying than sheer violence!

He even suspected that without using his family's connections and relying solely on standard procedures, it would be extremely difficult to do anything against these meticulous, law-savvy men in black.

Gritting his teeth, Lin Yeyun scrambled to his feet and spat out the bloody froth from his mouth. "Miss Liu, I, Lin Yeyun, will remember what happened today. What goes around comes around. We will meet again!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a look of concern appeared on Liu Yutong's face. "Oh my, Young Master Lin, you don't look so well. Did those thugs hit you? Are you alright? Lan Die, quick, give Young Master Lin a check-up. We wouldn't want him to be left with any hidden injuries."

Lan Die immediately stepped forward and began to examine Lin Yeyun, pressing her fingers hard against the ribs and shoulders that had just been taken care of.

"Hiss!" Lin Yeyun gasped in pain, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Does it hurt here? It might be a soft tissue contusion. What about here? Oh dear, the joint seems a bit dislocated... Young Master Lin, bear with it for a moment. I'll help set your bones, free of charge," Lan Die said enthusiastically.

"N-no need!" Lin Yeyun tried to dodge in a panic, but failed to escape.

"Don't be polite! Since I'm doing a good deed, I might as well see it through to the end!" Lan Die said, applying a little force with her hands.

With a loud crack, Lin Yeyun let out a miserable shriek.

"Ah!!!"

"Alright, you should be fine now." Lan Die clapped her hands and took a step back, wearing the smile of someone who enjoyed helping others.

Lin Yeyun felt that the previously agonizing spots did seem a bit looser, but his sense of humiliation had reached its peak.

He had lost all his face today!

"Wooo-wooo-"

The sound of police sirens drifted up from downstairs.

Inside the private room, the enthusiastic citizens who had stepped up for justice finally stopped their actions.

Qin Zi'ang and the other second-generation heirs of the supercar club, along with the thugs, lay sprawled across the floor in a miserable state. However, upon closer inspection, most of them only had superficial wounds and joint sprains. The worst injuries were perhaps a broken nose bridge or some potential damage to the groin...

Yet, despite being in such a pathetic state, upon hearing the police sirens, Qin Zi'ang and the others couldn't help but laugh out loud through their tears, pointing at Liu Yutong and the men in black.

"You're finished! You're dead meat!"

"The cops are here, none of you will get away!"

Even though they could tell these men in black were highly professional, knew the law well, and understood how to avoid risks.

Just as Lin Yeyun had thought earlier, if no connections were used, there really might be nothing they could do against these men in black.

However, the police chief of this district was his uncle.

Soon, several uniformed police officers, led by the club manager, walked into the devastated private room.

The leader was a middle-aged officer. When he saw the injured people lying all over the floor, his brows instantly furrowed.

"What happened here? Who called the police? Who is gathering a crowd to brawl here?"

"Officers, you're finally here!"

Treating them like his saviors, Qin Zi'ang scrambled over to the middle-aged officer and pointed accusingly at Liu Yutong and the men in black. "It's them! These people illegally trespassed into our private room and ordered those thugs... no, they joined those thugs in violently assaulting us! Look at what they did to us! Even Brother Yun was beaten by them. You have to seek justice for us!"

Chief Lin then looked over at his nephew, Lin Yeyun. Seeing his bruised and battered face, his gaze narrowed slightly, and his expression grew even more serious.

With Lin Yeyun getting into this kind of trouble in his jurisdiction, he had to handle it properly, both for personal and professional reasons.

"Yeyun, are you alright?" Chief Lin asked with concern.

Lin Yeyun shook his head. "Uncle, I'm fine, but the nature of tonight's incident is too malicious. We were just having a nice gathering here when this gang burst in and started attacking us. Especially those men in black from the Wanlong Society, I suspect they are part of a criminal syndicate. Please, Uncle, you must deal with them strictly according to the law!"

With his nephew setting the tone, Chief Lin felt much more confident in his approach.

He looked at Liu Yutong and the group of men in black, who indeed exuded a strong underworld aura, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you people? What is your relationship with these men on the floor? Why did you assault them here? Please show your identification cards and cooperate with us by returning to the station for an investigation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the police officers behind him stepped forward, ready to take them away at any moment.

A gleeful smile appeared on the faces of Qin Zi'ang and the others, as if they could already picture the pathetic sight of Liu Yutong and her group being handcuffed and taken away.

Act tough now! Let's see you act tough now!

Coming to their turf and acting so arrogantly, they were going to teach them a lesson they wouldn't forget!

Liu Yutong's expression was very calm. She even greeted Chief Lin politely: "Hello, officer. We are employees of a legitimate company. Today's incident was a sudden brawl. We are just here in Demon City on a business trip and happened to encounter it. We stepped forward to stop it out of our civic duty. We have a live video recording of the entire incident, which can be provided to the police as evidence to prove that we were stopping an unlawful infringement. Although some unavoidable physical contact occurred during the process, we absolutely did not initiate any assault on others, let alone act as some sort of mafia."

She gestured to her side, and a man in black immediately handed over a video camera.

Through the playback, the entire process could be clearly seen.

Chief Lin took the camera and quickly scanned through the footage with a frown.

The playback clearly showed that it was indeed Lin Yeyun and Qin Zi'ang's side who first got into a scuffle with the group of thugs, and only then did the men in black intervene to break up the fight. The entire sequence of events showed almost no flaws.

However, his intuition still told him that something was off; he just lacked the evidence.

"Uncle Lin, don't believe them! The video must have been tampered with. They are all in this together. Hurry up and arrest this gang of mobsters!" Qin Zi'ang said anxiously.

He had guessed the officer's identity through the conversation between Lin Yeyun and the other party. This officer was an uncle from Lin Yeyun's family, which was why he changed his form of address to make them seem closer.

Just then, a somewhat magnetic male voice suddenly came from behind the police officers.

"Officer, before accusing my client of any suspected illegal activities, especially when it involves a serious charge with a clear legal definition like an organized crime syndicate, I believe we must first clarify the facts, review the legality and completeness of the evidence, and ensure due process. Otherwise, it is simply slander!"

The newcomer's voice was clear and carried a specific phrasing, a tone that only someone who had worked in the legal profession for a long time would possess.

Everyone turned to look, only to see a man wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses standing at the door, holding a black briefcase. It was unclear when he had arrived.

He was the one who had just spoken.