Under the instigation of the middle-aged father and son duo leading the group, a crowd of middle-aged and elderly people picked up stones and blocked the police car.
One elderly person even lay down directly in front of the police car, shouting, "It's fine if you want to take people away, just drive over my old bones, where is the justice? We just want an explanation!"
The young man took out his phone and began recording, pretending to be angry: "This is our people's police. The people's police who serve the people, today they're covering up for criminals, helping them flee, indeed, the officials and bandits are one and the same!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Donglai's face turned solemn. As the director, his kindness was always toward ordinary citizens. If some unruly ruffians wanted to challenge his authority, he wouldn't be so easy to deal with.
With a cold snort, a glint of sharpness appeared in Zhao Donglai's eyes: "Young man, you can record with your phone, and there's no issue with posting it online, but if you dare make malicious edits and smear the people's police and innocent citizens, once confirmed, you will bear criminal responsibility."
"Furthermore, the truth of the matter has yet to come to light, and you have no evidence to prove they caused the deaths. Demanding cash compensation on this basis is legally called extortion. We have a duty to protect the personal and property safety of every citizen, and we are not anyone's protective umbrella."
"If you continue to provoke, you'll also face criminal charges."
These words made the young man feel uneasy.
"Hmph! My parents died because they took their medicine, what more evidence is needed? Anyway, if they don't give us an explanation today, don't give us compensation, we won't agree." The middle-aged man was relentless.
Seeing this group of troublemakers entangling indefinitely and the road completely blocked, Zhao Donglai felt helpless.
After all, as police officers, they couldn't resort to force.
Li Chuan, seeing this, took out his phone and sent a message.
Soon, dozens of business vehicles roared in.
Hundreds of fierce men got out of the vehicles, rushing toward the crowd.
They directly pushed the crowd to the sides of the road.
"You troublemakers dare to gather and riot, your behavior is called kidnapping. I heard you even smashed our martial arts hall, did you think our disciples at Ma Family Martial Arts Hall are pushovers? You smash our hall, I'll burn your house! Damn it, trying to extort our martial arts hall, must have a death wish."
The leader's voice was like thunder, startling the unruly crowd.
Arguing with you got nowhere, but the Ma Family Martial Arts Hall doesn't just argue.
Yet, among them, some were curious, since when did the Ma Family Martial Arts Hall have so many disciples?
In front of the police, they dared to cause a ruckus, but in front of these fierce men, they didn't dare utter a word.
Finally, Li Chuan, alongside the disciples of the Ma Family Martial Arts Hall and Ma Yuanzhi, headed to the police station.
Li Chuan was also puzzled about this matter.
Even taking a tonic shouldn't cause death in just one night of sleep!
It's a tonic, not poison.
He said to Zhao Donglai, "Director Zhao, take me to see their bodies."
Zhao Donglai, knowing Li Chuan's skills were formidable, promptly led him to the forensic department.
The bodies of several elderly people were kept here, ready for autopsy and examination.
Under normal circumstances, it is indeed reasonable to suspect they were poisoned by herbal medicine.
All medicine is somewhat toxic, everyone knows this.
Zhao Donglai brought Li Chuan to the autopsy room.
"Xiao Chen, this is Li Chuan, he's here to inspect the situation."
Inside the autopsy room was a woman in a white coat, wearing a mask and glasses.
Her face was unclear, but her eyes were very beautiful, looking young, about twenty-five or six.
Li Chuan was a bit surprised. In a job like forensic, facing cold and smelly corpses daily, some discovered late might be decomposed, which normal people couldn't endure, let alone performing the autopsy.
And this beauty was doing such a job, which seemed a bit abnormal upon thought.
Li Chuan greeted first, then smiled, "Hello, I'm a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, with some knowledge in anatomy. The cause of death for these two is strange, so I want to take a look myself."
As a forensic pathologist, Chen Ge was meticulous, and her sharp eyes noticed something off about how he looked at her, making her unhappy.
Indeed, in this job, she was often misunderstood, and her family didn't support her.
Some people thought she was mentally abnormal, and evidently, this young man in front of her was one of them.
Thus, Chen Ge's first impression of Li Chuan was very poor.
"If you want to look, just go ahead."
Chen Ge's voice was extremely cold, indifferent to what Li Chuan intended to do.
Li Chuan paid no mind, and went directly to the autopsy table where the bodies lay. The autopsy room was chilled with low air conditioning, a wisp of white frost swirling around the corpses.
With just one glance, Li Chuan frowned.
With no emotion in Chen Ge's voice: "Don't waste your time, neither had external injuries, and based on my experience, they suffered sudden death due to the strain on their internal organs from medication. I've already taken stomach fluid and blood samples to the lab for analysis."
Li Chuan walked to another body, extended two fingers, and gently pressed on the lower abdomen, chest, throat, and Baihui on the top of the head.
After checking, Li Chuan's frown deepened!
"Something's not right…"
Chen Ge sneered, "What's not right?"
Li Chuan thought of a possibility, a very bizarre possibility.