Seeing the police car coming, the crowd around made way, their eyes filled with caution.
After parking the car, three people alighted.
Lin Yi glanced at the person sitting on the ground and couldn't help but frown, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.
Zhang Peng and Zhang Zixin stepped forward, hastily helped the person up, and checked the wounds, which were not severe and he was still conscious.
"Is it entertaining to just watch? Didn't anyone step forward to help?"
The villagers looked at each other, all lowering their heads, no one daring to respond.
But all of them, intentionally or not, looked towards a middle-aged man nearby.
"Who called the police?" Lin Yi asked quietly.
"Officer, it was me who called the police..." the man who was helped up said.
"Don't rush to talk, first treat your wounds."
"It's alright, my injuries are not severe."
"Then tell us what happened."
"Officer, my name is Zhang Long."