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"How can someone as shameless as you even exist in this world?!"

Freya walked over with Biyun and the three children and kicked Daxing in the butt, knocking him to the ground.

She had just gone to find Biyun. Who would've thought she and her daughters would be crying so hard they couldn't stop? Freya had to wait for them to finish before bringing them over, only to find this mess still going on.

"Ugh, look who it is! And you say you're innocent? Are all of us blind?

You were holding that widow, being all lovey-dovey like you were about to kiss in front of everyone. And now you dare to argue and complain? If it weren't for Director Jing and the women's director being so patient, letting you go on with your nonsense, I'd have beaten you senseless already, you disgraceful scumbag.

Director Jing: '…' I'm patient?!

Oh, and don't get me started on your shameless mother. At her age, still running around with a filthy, ugly old pervert?

Ugh, I'm too embarrassed to even say it out loud. Isn't it humiliating?

So desperate she'd even settle for a thug like Mr. Wang.

And you have the nerve to bring up your father? If I were him, I'd crawl out of the coffin in the middle of the night from sheer anger thanks to your shameful, immoral mother and an ungrateful, worthless son like you!"

Freya fired off like a machine gun, then gave Daxing two more kicks. This time, she hit pressure points, no bruises, but pain like death.

"Aaagh! That hurts! You little b*tch!

Director Jing, you have to stand up for me, she's beating people in public!"

Daxing curled up like a shrimp, groaning in pain.

"You dumb, greasy bastard! Your brain must be soaked in lard. Everyone saw it. My sister-in-law is just a gentle, fragile girl, and she only tapped you a couple times. Yet you act like you're dying? Such a faker!"

Bigui puffed up his scrawny chest and stepped forward to speak, then quickly backed off like a scared ostrich.

"Director Jing, I know I was wrong to hit him. But I was so angry he insulted my sister's reputation and ruined her life, I couldn't help it. I'm willing to admit my mistake to the committee and even pay his medical expenses.

But let's be honest. I'm just a weak girl, how much damage could I even cause? He's lying in front of everyone, trying to blame me. It's clear he's used to slandering people. He's trash.

Honestly, I can't help but feel bad for his neighbors. Who knows what kind of gossip he and his mother spread about them behind closed doors?"

Freya acted all delicate and dizzy, like she might faint at any moment, while throwing in a few more jabs.

"That's right. Madam Zhou is always acting like a bully just because her husband was a martyr. She's been abusing Biyun and her kids for years!"

Someone immediately chimed in.

"Daxing always looked honest, but he's just as rotten."

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. Who would've guessed they each had a room in their house?"

"Madam Zhou always badmouths other families. Isn't that just spreading rumors?"

"My family has been falsely accused so many times over the years."

"Director Jing, the Huang family has nothing left. Their house is completely empty, even the firewood is gone. Probably left the courtyard gate open last night and got robbed.

But under the tree in their yard, we found a radio that looks like it's been used recently, and a note."

A man from the Revolutionary Committee wearing a red armband and glasses ran over to whisper a report to Director Jing.

Freya's lips curled slightly into a sly little fox-like smile, but she quickly returned to a serious and angry expression.

Because Madam Zhou had pulled the Women's Director to cry and complain that their house had been robbed and that their family had been framed, Director Jing sent people to inspect their house. Unexpectedly, they dug something up.

Director Jing opened a note and saw a line of messy English letters. Below the letters, it said: "The mission is complete. Eliminate Biyun and the child to prevent future trouble. After it's done, the two of you should leave quickly."

"Someone, arrest Daxing and his mother, as well as Widow Zhaya and Mr. Wang. Take them back for detention and a thorough investigation. These people are suspected of colluding with the enemy and might be spies!"

After giving the orders, Director Jing glanced instinctively at Freya and happened to meet her smiling eyes.

He felt that the radio seemed deliberately planted here, but he had no proof.

Freya calmly nodded at him, looking at him with a puzzled expression, as if she knew nothing about it.

Director Jing thought maybe he was overthinking. Freya was just a young girl—how could she have so many schemes?

Freya: I've got 800 schemes!

This was actually part of her plan all along. Brian had said that since it involved the father and grandmother of three young girls, they shouldn't take private action.

But she felt that just beating them up wasn't enough, so she buried a radio under the tree in their yard.

To make sure Biyun was cleared, she also wrote the note and had Sister Lan inform the Women's Director and Director Jing in advance that Biyun had been sold out by Daxing. That way, Biyun would clearly be seen as a victim.

Both the Women's Director and Director Jing agreed to keep it secret, knowing how much such things could harm a woman's reputation.

Since they couldn't act directly, they would let the state handle it!

Hooligan charges plus being a spy—let's see if they survive that. Hehehe!

Freya's inner villain was laughing gleefully.

"Freya, Comrade Brian, I'm taking them away now. Later we might need your cooperation for follow-up investigations. I'll send someone to contact you," said Director Jing, seeing how nervous and frightened Biyun looked.

"Of course, we'll fully cooperate and tell everything we know. We'll do our part to support the leadership," Freya replied with a cheerful smile, not afraid of Director Jing's serious face.

"Alright, thank you for your cooperation!" Director Jing nodded at them, then had cloths stuffed into the mouths of the people still crying injustice before leading them away.

…

"Goose goose goose… thank you, sister-in-law! You really kept your word. It was worth fighting so hard today!" said Fang, laughing like a goose when Freya gave her a wad of cash.

Freya almost replied, "Your neck stretches to the sky and sings," but held it in.

"Alright, let's drink a toast. Congratulations to big sister for escaping misery and starting fresh. Big sister went all out—she bought these dishes at the state-run restaurant," Brian said, raising his cup for a toast.

Before they came home, Biyun had secretly gone to the restaurant and bought some meat dishes.

"It's the least I could do. You all worked so hard today. I just kept crying and didn't help at all. I'll change and do better from now on!"