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Yang Zimei originally wanted to scare the old lady directly through the police and the court, but unexpectedly, she became violent.

She looked at this aunt who had lost her mind for money in a very speechless manner.

However, she will not give her another dime, nor will she help her man cure his illness.

Although the onlookers would think that she was suspected of colluding with the police, she still felt that it was the most direct way to find the police and an appraiser to appraise the bowl. [

The mobile phone happened to have the number of the police chief of the district.

When the branch chief heard this, he immediately brought several policemen over.

"Da Yang..."

The branch chief just wanted to greet Yang Zimei enthusiastically, but Yang Zimei stopped him with his eyes.

"Director, this aunt said that I deliberately smashed her antique bowl, and she wants me to compensate her 30 yuan. The specific situation is for you, the police, to clarify. If there is anything that needs to be investigated, I will be willing to accept it. Yes, this is the phone number of our antique appraiser in city A, please make a call and ask the appraiser to come over and appraise it."

Yang Zi said to the director of the bureau without much expression on his face.

The branch chief had long wanted to behave well in front of Yang Zimei, and tried to ask her to help him with Feng Shui to see if he could get promoted and make a fortune.

Therefore, as soon as he heard that Yang Zimei was in trouble, he rushed over without stopping.

Hearing that someone dared to touch Yang Zimei, he couldn't help being furious. He stared and asked the aunt, "Tell me! What's going on? If you dare to hide anything, don't blame me for being unselfish!"

Seeing that Yang Zimei really invited the police, the aunt was terrified.

But now she has no way out.

So, he stood up and yelled loudly, "You all have seen it, she obviously knows these policemen, she is clearly guilty, but she comes to interrogate me, what kind of world is this?"

The people around naturally saw the attitude of the branch chief towards Yang Zimei, and they also thought that Yang Zimei was wrong, so they all booed.

Yang Zimei didn't want to let her pester her any longer.

She really didn't want to waste time on this kind of person.

As a result, the evil spirit in her hand popped out and shot into the aunt's forehead, preventing her from turning so fast and making her easily frightened.

"Auntie, you can't say that. That's right. I know this Mr. Yang...Student Yang, but if I can wear this police uniform, I won't bend the law for personal gain. Are you cheating or cheating?" As soon as the evidence comes out, the truth will be revealed for illegal things like porcelain. According to the law, Pengci is an act of extortion. The larger the amount of extortion, the more serious the crime and the heavier the sentence. If it is 30 yuan , at least ten years in prison."

The branch chief said with a serious face.

When the aunt heard it, she was frightened. [

In addition, her brain was constrained by the evil spirit, and she didn't have the previous reaction, so she turned pale with fright, and asked in a low voice, "Is it really so heavy?"

"In addition to what you said just now to slander the law enforcement officers, it may be even more serious. Of course, I am not a judge. What will happen then will be determined by the judge."

"Ah? No, I was wrong. I shouldn't be obsessed with money and want to get money from this girl! I broke this bowl myself, I..."

After speaking, she suddenly pushed aside the crowd and ran away like a rabbit.

The branch chief was about to call for someone to catch up, but Yang Zimei stopped him, "Forget it, leave her alone, I'm still busy, I don't want to waste time at the police station."

"Well, everything is up to you." The branch chief smiled apologetically.

"Actually, I saw it just now. It was the aunt who broke the bowl by herself and blamed this girl. The aunt just took a broken bowl and sold it for [-] yuan. Everyone has seen it. It is obviously a liar. If it is true Antiques, where can they be sold in the market? Can’t they just be sold in antique shops?”

An uncle selling vegetables suddenly said.

It turned out that he was really deceived by that aunt's performance.

The others thought about it and felt that they were brain-dead, so they dispersed.

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