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Li Jingxing was calling Qiao Xin to look for resources when he saw Qiao Yan coming out with an ugly look on her face. "What's wrong?"

"My sister suffered from school violence."

Li Jingxing frowned and was stunned for a moment. In his rare impression, Qiao Xin and Qiao Yan were two extremes.

Qiao Xin looks cute and is a quiet person.

Qiao Yan represents Zhang Yang’s passionate personality, with bright and charming features.

Qiao Yan called the police and gave them all the results of the injury assessment.

The person who received Qiao Yan this time was the chief of the Beijing City Police Department. The man hurried over. When he saw Li Jingxing, he immediately called out respectfully, "Boss Li."

Li Jingxing had no expression on his face and glanced at him: "My sister got into trouble at school, Director Xie, what do you think we should do?"

Director Xie took one look at Qiao Yan and knew what was going on. The Sun family also greeted him.

The man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he smiled and said, "Boss Li, we will naturally handle the case impartially and will not let the lawless lunatics go unpunished."

"Ms. Qiao, I will definitely investigate this matter for you and give my sister justice."

Qiao Yan nodded: "Thank you, Director."

The man was humble: "It's my duty to serve the people."

Lu Tingshen was leaning against the wall in a black suit, his brows were gloomy, a scarlet cigarette butt was pinched between his fingertips, and a nonchalant expression appeared on his cold and handsome face.

From time to time, the room was filled with the sound of a woman begging for mercy, accompanied by the loud noise of things breaking.

A man in black clothes and holding an iron rod came out: "Master Lu, they have spoken."

The man's eyebrows were cold, he put out the cigarette in his hand, and pushed the door open with an expressionless face.

Several trembling girls were kneeling on the ground, hugging each other. When they saw the man coming in, they began to cry and beg, "We didn't intend to bully her. It was Sun Xiaoxiao."

"Sun Xiaoxiao pushed her down."

"She was bleeding all over the floor and had a heart attack. We were so scared that we wanted to call the police, but Sun Xiaoxiao wouldn't let us."

Several girls huddled together, crying in fear, “Qiao Xin was killed by her.”

"It's none of our business."

Lu Tingshen looked down at them, his cold and heartless face devoid of any humanity.

"Go and turn yourself in."

"Tell the police the truth."

The man held a USB flash drive in his hand, his handsome face gloomy: "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that these things will not be distributed to your parents and relatives."

He held a sinister smile on his face as he played with the USB drive: "It is also possible that it could be accidentally leaked on various platforms."

Several people were shaking with fear. They were all students, and even though they had seen such a scene before, they were so frightened that they were trembling so much that they could hardly speak.

If they knew the consequences of bullying Qiao Xin would be so dire, they would not have followed Sun Xiaoxiao in bullying Qiao Xin.

"We will."

Lu Tingshen quickly found out for Qiao Yan everything that Qiao Xin had experienced in school. Qiao Xin had been bullied for a whole year.

Qiao Yan received several videos, which were videos of Qiao Xin being bullied.

They stripped Qiao Xin naked and threw her into the dormitory toilet to record the video. They pulled her hair and made her bark like a dog. They slapped her in the face countless times and called her a bitch.

They held Qiao Xin down, and she screamed for mercy. Sun Xiaoxiao sneered and dropped the hot curling iron on her back.

The skin and flesh were burned and white smoke rose up. The video could be heard with the girl's constant begging and heart-wrenching pain.