"Who is the cop uncle?" The policeman suddenly became displeased, "I am a policeman, but not an uncle, I'm a standard 90s kid."
Yuan Yumeng burst into laughter, "I couldn't tell."
"Be serious." The policeman knocked on the table, "Look around, this isn't the place to fool around, speak properly."
"Why did you deliberately hit him?"
The policeman was asking Huo Junting.
The man remained relaxed, a cocky attitude that made everyone present annoyed, "I've already said, I just don't like him. I won't answer any more questions, my lawyer will be here soon."
"..." Yuan Yumeng was truly speechless, it's just a minor accident, it could be settled privately, why bother with a lawyer.
Sure enough, less than five minutes later, someone arrived at the police station, dressed in a black suit, tie loosened from a day's work, looking utterly exhausted.
He walked up to Huo Junting, tossed his briefcase onto the table, and asked, "Who doesn't have eyes?"
