He was about to speak when he suddenly saw Su Xiaotian give him a meaningful glance.
If anyone else had winked at him, even a woman, he wouldn't have fallen for it.
But this little girl, who looked like a porcelain doll, always made people soft-hearted.
An Xuming became a little interested.
The little girl was bold and had her own ideas.
Thinking this, An Xuming remained silent.
Instead, he quietly stared at the little girl and the man in the floral shirt opposite them.
With the sensitivity of many years as a soldier, An Xuming instantly sensed something was amiss.
These people were likely lying.
"What, are you scared? Let me guess, the so-called 'someone above you' you mentioned is just a lie!" Su Xiaotian said slowly.
Even though she spoke slowly, her words carried no less impact.
As Su Xiaotian spoke, her gaze was fixed on the man in the floral shirt.
As soon as Su Xiaotian finished speaking, An Xuming's sharp eyes fell directly on the man in the floral shirt. In that instant, he saw a fleeting look of embarrassment and panic flash across the man's face.
He was indeed lying!
Su Xiaotian saw it too and immediately pressed her advantage.
"I guessed right, didn't I? The person you mentioned above you was fabricated."
Su Xiaotian spoke much faster now, her tone aggressive.
"It's just that after lying for so long, you've started to believe it yourself. Perhaps not only those around you think you have connections, but you also believe you truly have backing, don't you?"
Sometimes, psychological suggestion is powerful.
The man in the floral shirt, having repeated the lie so many times, might have genuinely started to believe he had powerful connections.
This might explain why he was still so brazen even at the police station.
"You're talking nonsense, you're lying, I'm not, I really have people behind me!"
"Alright, you have people behind you, but you're a weakling. Even if you do have someone behind you, they probably wouldn't want to see you acting so cowardly!" Su Xiaotian said disdainfully.
No man could tolerate being looked down upon by a young girl, and Huang Zilong, the man in the floral shirt, was no exception.
"You little brat, if you hadn't pretended to be weak and caught me off guard, how could I have lost to you?"
Huang Zilong was indeed enraged.
Su Xiaotian was secretly pleased. She hadn't had enough of a fight today.
It would have been great if the man in the floral shirt could have fought her a bit more.
An Xuming, understanding Su Xiaotian's intent, quickly reprimanded Huang Zilong.
"Little girl, it seems you still want to fight. How about you spar with my subordinates?" An Xuming said.
After arriving at the police station, he had noticed that his officers' fundamental skills were not solid enough.
Being a police officer was a dangerous profession, and training now would lead to less bloodshed and sacrifice in the future.
But despite his encouragement, these officers remained uninspired.
These young men seemed quite capable, so he had the idea of using them as whetstones.
If these youngsters were truly skilled, letting his officers suffer a setback would teach them humility and the understanding that there's always someone better, preventing them from being so arrogant.
Even if these children lost, it wouldn't matter; they were just children after all.
While others might have been indifferent, Su Xiaotian was extremely excited.
She immediately agreed.
The young police officers at the police station were instantly bewildered.
What did the director mean?
Was he planning for them to bully a young girl?
Could such a disgraceful act really be committed?
If word got out, they would be ridiculed.
However, with both Su Xiaotian and An Xuming insistent, they could only agree to humor Su Xiaotian, treating it as playing with children.
But reality often proved to be starkly different from ideals.
They thought they were just playing with children, but they didn't realize this child was formidable.
The young officers went one by one at first, only to be defeated by Su Xiaotian. Then, two of them ganged up, but still couldn't gain an advantage. Finally, it took three of them attacking together to barely secure a win.
However, three grown men ganging up on one little girl and only just winning would likely be a source of endless mockery if the story got out.
Therefore, despite their victory, they felt no joy.
From that day on, they diligently practiced their skills every morning and evening as required by An Xuming.
During work hours, they focused on assisting the director with cases.
Having come from a military background, they possessed a fearlessness that others couldn't match.
Such a bad influence and corrupt atmosphere must be resolutely curbed under his leadership.
Ultimately, An Xuming and his team thoroughly investigated these individuals, and their wrongdoings were quickly uncovered, one by one.
Even during the investigation, some at the police station still suspected that Huang Zilong might indeed have powerful connections, and worried if the director would be targeted by Huang Zilong's patrons.
However, facts were facts. Until Huang Zilong was sentenced, no one came forward to help him or his accomplices.
An Xuming, looking at the case files, could barely contain his laughter. The world was truly full of strange occurrences.
These were events that happened later. By the time Su Xiaotian heard about them, winter had already arrived.
The neighbors heard the news around the same time as Su Xiaotian.
When this news spread, the surrounding neighbors were astonished.
Especially those who had been oppressed by Huang Zilong's arbitrary actions were left in disbelief for a long time.
They had always believed that these wrongdoers truly had powerful backing, and therefore, had never dared to offend them.
Who would have thought that the outcome would be like this in the end?
The things they had worried about for so many years were nothing but a lie, fabricated by Huang Zilong, the man in the floral shirt.
The Huang family had no reputable relatives; in fact, they didn't even have a single person who was doing even slightly well.
Instead, they had a few small-time hoodlums similar to Huang Zilong.
When An Xuming uncovered these facts, he found it hard to believe.
Most people in the world considered themselves intelligent, yet they didn't realize that the more intelligent people often became the easier targets for deception.
Just like with Huang Zilong's case, many people had conjured up the image of Huang Zilong having a very powerful relative based on their own imaginations.
Some even mentally assigned prominent leaders as Huang Zilong's patrons.
This incident, at least, helped these people understand some truths.
Seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving.
Huang Zilong's so-called relative was only ever mentioned by him; no one had ever seen them.
Therefore, these people became very vigilant afterward. When they heard someone boasting about being related to a prominent leader, they would no longer believe it.
In fact, when someone heard others claim to have connections, they would even retort without hesitation!
The atmosphere in this area became exceptionally good, much more upright and clear than in other streets in the capital!