Chapter 34: Do You Have No Shame at All?

Upon hearing that, everyone finally realized they had misunderstood her.

“Of course, a banner is nothing, just a small gesture.”

The police officer quickly arranged for someone to have the banner made.

Han Che’s expression showed a trace of embarrassment.

Thank goodness he hadn’t publicly scolded Song Kexing, or it would’ve been terribly awkward.

The elderly woman who had been kidnapped had followed them to the police station, but she had fainted from fright earlier and only now slowly regained consciousness.

When she saw that she was in the police station, the old lady visibly relaxed.

Some people are just shameless. Once the danger is over, they immediately regain their bravado.

Sure enough, as soon as she saw Song Kexing was there too, she began to make a scene:

“Officer, this young man hit me and refused to help! You must punish him!”

The chubby man beside her immediately rolled his eyes. “Ma’am, you really can’t tell good from bad. If it weren’t for Comrade Song dealing with the two robbers, do you think you’d have been rescued so quickly?”

The veteran train officer who came with them also chimed in speechlessly, “Exactly. Comrade Song was instrumental in resolving this case. Please don’t speak recklessly, ma’am.”

Seeing others speak up for Song Kexing, the old lady’s momentum weakened a lot.

But she still stubbornly muttered, “I’m just saying—this young man’s no good. Hits people at the drop of a hat, like he’s mentally unstable.”

“Hey, that’s enough out of you—talking like that is infuriating…”

The chubby man jumped in anger, his tendency to meddle surfacing again.

He rolled up his sleeves, ready to argue with the old lady.

But a fair hand stopped him. “Fatty, right? Thanks for speaking up for me. I’ll handle this myself.”

The main character had arrived. The chubby man could only step aside:

“Alright, it’s your call. But if you can’t win the argument, I’ll jump in to help.”

“No worries.” Song Kexing walked over with a smile.

In full view of everyone, she slapped the old woman hard across the face.

The old lady’s scalp tingled, her head ringing. Just as she opened her mouth to curse—

Song Kexing landed several more slaps.

Smack smack smack!

After several strikes, the old woman was completely overwhelmed.

She staggered like a spinning top and eventually collapsed to the ground, crying with three teeth knocked out.

Song Kexing beamed at the chubby man. “See? Now she can’t talk back. Simple, right?”

Chubby: ???

Everyone else: ???

The chubby man gave an awkward chuckle. “Ahem… Comrade Song, you’re intense…”

To slap someone in a police station, right under the police officers’ noses—this had to be a first.

This person was really something. He had to befriend her!

Yan Chen’s eyes were deep and unreadable, but his gaze lingered on Song Kexing.

Song Tian looked a little anxious.

That old woman had been hard to deal with from the start. Now that she’d been beaten so badly, she probably wouldn’t let Comrade Song off easily. What should they do…

Han Che’s mouth twitched.

Was this person seriously mentally ill? How could she be this bold…

This was the third time he’d started to suspect.

As if hearing his thoughts—

The next second, Song Kexing pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to a nearby police officer:

Sorry to trouble you again, but here is my medical diagnosis.

Doctors in Beijing said I suffer from an unstable mental state and tend to lash out violently when provoked.

You all saw what happened just now—if that old woman hadn’t cursed at me, I wouldn’t have lost control.

Since it’s a medical condition, I won’t be held legally accountable for hitting people.

The confused officer accepted the paper and asked, equally confused, “So… what do you need me to do?”

Song Kexing smiled sheepishly. “Could I trouble you to just write ‘This statement is accurate’ at the bottom of the diagnosis, and stamp it with the police station’s official seal?”

The police officer scratched his head. “That doesn’t seem very appropriate… we’re not a hospital.”

Song Kexing sighed. “Believe me, I don’t want to trouble you either. But I really can’t control my emotions.

If I upset someone again in the future and they don’t believe my medical diagnosis from the hospital, I could be in real danger…”

At that moment, the banner they’d ordered earlier was delivered.

On it was written:
[Presented to Comrade Song Kexing: Brave and Just, Champion of Justice — From the Public Security Bureau Division]

Song Kexing accepted the banner and shook her head. “What a shame. I act bravely for the people, but I probably won’t live long.”

Her words instantly triggered the police officer from before, and he exclaimed:

“It’s just a stamp, right? I’ll talk to my superior—wait here!”

Compared to today’s robbery case, stamping a paper was truly a trivial matter.

Comrade Song Kexing deserved it. Their superior would understand!

Before long, the police officer returned with the signed and stamped paper, smiling:

“Comrade Song, our supervisor has stamped it. You’re good to go!”

“Ah, thank you so much! I really appreciate it!”

Done! Perfect!

Song Kexing’s face was full of joy.

If before, a doctor’s signature and a hospital’s seal gave her diagnosis about 70% credibility—

Then now, with the public security bureau’s official seal, her mental illness diagnosis was practically 100% credible!

She’d never need to worry about hitting people again!

Anyone who dared provoke her—just wait to get beaten up!

Seeing all this, the chubby man rubbed his chin, confused. “Why do I feel like something’s off…”

Yan Chen coldly spat out one word: “Idiot.”

“…Boss, you just can’t go a day without being sharp-tongued, huh…”

The chubby man huffed in dissatisfaction.

Compared to the two of them, Han Che and Song Tian were experiencing a whole different internal drama.

Han Che’s aloof expression was clearly forced at this point.

For some reason, he had this sneaking suspicion—

That maybe he had jinxed Song Kexing by constantly muttering about her being crazy.

Otherwise, how could she really be like this?

Thinking that way, he suddenly felt a bit… guilty?

Meanwhile, Song Tian was purely worried about Song Kexing.

She didn’t expect Comrade Song to be ill. From now on, she definitely wouldn’t provoke her. What if it worsened her condition?

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By the time they finished giving statements, it was already evening.

The police station provided them with boxed dinners and arranged for them to stay the night at a guesthouse.

Early the next morning, the police began arranging train tickets for everyone.

Because the tickets were purchased last-minute, all seated tickets were gone. Luckily, there was still one sleeper cabin available—but only four beds.

When the group heard about it, the chubby man stepped forward: “I’ll just lie down in the train aisle later. You all go ahead.”

Song Kexing had a good impression of him and said, “No need. You all go first, I can wait for the next one.”

“Comrade Song… why don’t you come with us?” Song Tian, worried that she might relapse en route without anyone to help, nervously suggested:

“How about you share a bed with me? We’re both small, we can fit.”

The moment she said that, everyone was stunned.

The chubby man opened his mouth. “That’s not very appropriate, is it…? After all, Comrade Song is a man…”

Han Che’s previously stoic expression vanished, his face flushing red with anger:

“Comrade Song Tian, do you have no shame at all?!”

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