She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Qin Ru spoke with great earnestness, and the onlookers couldn't help but nod their heads.

After all, the old lady is a teacher, and her words give people a sense of conviction.

"What the old lady said is right. These debt collectors are only threatening. They don't dare to do anything wrong. They don't dare to go against the police."

"Yes, sir, if you sell the heirloom, what if the other party asks for a high price?"

"Uncle, we should trust the police. You can handle it yourself. Maybe your son..."

He didn't say anything else, but the meaning was already very clear.

But the old man obviously didn't listen.

"No, I don't dare to gamble with my son's life! Don't call the police!"

The old man was afraid that someone among the onlookers would call the police, so he shouted.

The onlookers felt that he was ungrateful.

Only then did Manshu pick up the phone and open the broken screen, which was still barely usable.

"Uncle, if you don't call the police, will your son come back? Otherwise, tell me what your son looks like and where those debt collectors live, and I'll send someone to help you rescue him."

"You've seen that I have countless bodyguards under my command. Although those debt collectors are powerful, they are definitely not as good as my bodyguards. They are professionals."

"No need, little girl. My son has offended some extremely vicious people. They won't be afraid. They have plenty of ways to deal with him. Besides, I have a family heirloom that I can sell to pay off my debts."

As he said this, the old man suddenly slapped his thigh and started crying: "No, my heirloom has fallen, what should I do with my son?"

As the old man started to cry, the old lady started to speak again: "Girl, you are not trying to find an excuse to be irresponsible, are you? You broke someone's heirloom, and you said you would call the police to help his son. I think you just want to avoid paying the compensation!"

As soon as the old lady said this, the young man echoed her: "Yes, I think this crane is worth a lot of money. If you don't pay for it, don't even think about leaving. Don't talk about other things. Compensating for the loss is the right thing to do!"

"I thought we had explained it clearly just now. You all saw the simulated scene of smashing the crane to celebrate the birthday."

Manshu was not afraid of those people's accusations, and just said slowly: "When this old man bumped into me just now, I had avoided him. My friend simulated the process of him bumping into me. In fact, my position just now was not mine."

"I think this gentleman and the person who just agreed with me asking me to pay the money should have seen it, right?"

What does this little girl mean?

"I just dodged it, how come his heirloom hit me?"

When Manshu asked this question, the old man's expression became evasive.

Others were quick to react: "You said you dodged it, so you did? Anyway, we saw it with our own eyes, it was you who broke it. Not only did you break it, but you also want to deny it. Do you really think we dare not call the police?"

As the young man said this, someone suddenly shouted, "The police are coming! The police are coming!"

Manshu heard it, it was the voice of that old lady.

Did the police really come?

Manshu raised his eyebrows and his eyes flashed.

The police arrived at the perfect time.

"These people are police officers. How did they get here? Who called the police?"

Manshu's question made her seem guilty.

The old lady and the young man looked at each other.

I already have a rough idea in my mind.

"Naturally someone couldn't stand your attempt to default on your debt, so they called the police."

The old lady raised her voice, trying to overwhelm Manshu with her sound, with a hint of pride in her eyes.