He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

The police officer nodded: "We will make a judgment based on the circumstances of your crime and your attitude in admitting guilt. But you must remember that the law is fair, and it will not go easy on you because of your predicament. You must be responsible for your actions."

Li Ming nodded solemnly: "I know, I will."

Outside the police station, siblings Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin quietly awaited the outcome of the interrogation. Although they had helped apprehend the thief, they were not at ease. They knew that there were many people like Li Ming in this world who, perhaps due to the pressures of life or other reasons, had turned to crime.

"Brother, what kind of punishment do you think that thief will receive?" Zhang Shumin suddenly asked.

Zhang Beixing pondered for a moment and said, "It depends on the circumstances of his crime and his attitude towards admitting guilt. If the circumstances are not serious and he has a good attitude towards admitting guilt, he may be sentenced to probation or community service. But if the circumstances are serious, then it's hard to say."

Zhang Shumin sighed: "Actually, I think he's quite pitiful. If it weren't for his family's financial difficulties, he wouldn't have resorted to stealing."

Zhang Beixing looked at his sister and said, "Yes, there are no absolutely bad people in this world, only people who are driven to desperation by their circumstances. But no matter the reason, crime is unforgivable. Because crime not only harms others, but also harms oneself and the fairness and justice of society."

Just then, the police came out of the police station and walked towards them.

"Zhang Beixing, Zhang Shumin, thank you for your assistance this time." The police officer said with a smile, "We have finished questioning the thief and learned about his situation. It was indeed because of his family's difficulties that he turned to crime."

"What will happen to him?" Zhang Shumin couldn't help but ask.

"We will take his actual circumstances into account to make a fair judgment," the police officer said firmly and calmly. "But please rest assured, we will not detain him arbitrarily. We will provide him with the necessary help and support, and build a bridge for him to return to the right path."

These words brought a sigh of relief to Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin. They understood that the world was not simply divided into black and white; sometimes, a little more tolerance and understanding could give those who had temporarily gone astray a chance to correct their mistakes.

"Thank you, officers," Zhang Beixing said gratefully. "We also hope to contribute our own strength to social stability and harmony."

On their way out of the police station, Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin both felt heavy-hearted. Although they had successfully helped catch the thief, they had also truly felt the complexity of society and the diversity of human nature. Just as the two were lost in thought, a screeching sound of brakes suddenly came from ahead, followed by a dull thud.

The brother and sister were startled by the sudden noise. Looking up, they saw a traffic accident not far away. A car and an electric scooter had collided violently. The deliveryman on the scooter had fallen to the ground, his leg severely deformed, and blood was flowing out continuously.

"Oh no, something's happened!" Zhang Beixing shouted and ran towards the accident scene.

Zhang Shumin quickly followed, though she was scared, she knew she had to stay calm.

When they reached the deliveryman, they saw him pale with pain, his forehead covered in cold sweat. His leg was severely injured, bleeding profusely, and his life was in danger if the bleeding wasn't stopped quickly.

"Brother, think of something quickly!" Zhang Shumin said anxiously.

Zhang Beixing took a deep breath and quickly pulled a packet of silver needles from his pocket. These were first-aid supplies he always carried with him, and he never expected them to come in so handy at this moment.

"Don't be afraid, I'll use acupuncture to stop the bleeding." Zhang Beixing comforted the deliveryman while skillfully applying acupuncture to his leg. Each needle was precisely inserted into the acupoints.

A short while later, a miracle occurred. The bleeding from the wound gradually stopped, and the deliveryman's complexion regained some color.

"That's amazing! You really can stop bleeding with silver needles!" Zhang Shumin exclaimed.

Zhang Beixing smiled slightly: "This is just a method of emergency treatment in traditional Chinese medicine, nothing serious. However, his leg injury is quite severe, we need to call an ambulance to take him to the hospital for further treatment as soon as possible."

After saying that, he dialed 120 for emergency medical assistance and explained the deliveryman's injuries and the location of the accident to the paramedics in detail. Then, he took a clean gauze from his pocket and gently covered the deliveryman's wound.

While waiting for the ambulance, Zhang Beixing stayed by the deliveryman's side, constantly comforting him. He understood that at this time, in addition to physical treatment, psychological support was equally important.

Although the deliveryman was in great pain, seeing how much Zhang Beixing and his sister cared for him warmed his heart. He forced a smile and said, "Thank you. If you hadn't come in time, I probably wouldn't have made it."

Zhang Beixing gently patted his shoulder and said, "Don't say that. Anyone would help in this situation. You need to stay calm and wait for the ambulance to arrive."

Shortly after, the ambulance arrived at the scene. Paramedics quickly lifted the deliveryman onto a stretcher and took him to a nearby hospital. Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin also got into the ambulance and didn't leave until they were sure the deliveryman was out of danger.

To Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin's surprise, their rescue of the deliveryman was filmed and uploaded online. The video quickly spread across major news websites and social media, attracting widespread attention and discussion.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from Pineapple TV News. I saw the video online of you and your sister rescuing the deliveryman, and I was deeply moved. We would like to invite you both to our program to share what happened and your feelings. Would that be alright?" The reporter extended a warm invitation.

Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin exchanged glances. Zhang Beixing smiled and replied, "Thank you very much for your invitation. We are honored to participate in your program. Actually, we just did what we should do. We didn't expect it to cause such a big reaction."

"Your actions are truly commendable, and society needs more people like you right now. We believe that by sharing your experiences and thoughts, we can inspire more people to care for and help others," the reporter said sincerely.

Zhang Shumin continued, "We are happy to share our story and hope to take this opportunity to let more people know that everyone has the ability to help those in need, even if it is just a small thing."

The reporter was very touched and said, "Thank you very much for your support. We will prepare some questions in advance and send them to you both for your review."

“Okay, no problem,” Zhang Beixing replied readily.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin looked at each other and smiled.

They never expected that their unintentional little action would cause such a big reaction.

However, they also understood that this was not their individual achievement, but rather a relay and dissemination of positive social energy. They were determined to seize this opportunity to share their stories and experiences with more people, hoping to inspire more people to do good and spread this positive energy. Thus began Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin's busy and fulfilling journey at the television station. They not only participated in various program recordings and interviews, but also made many like-minded new friends and partners.

Their stories and experiences are becoming known and celebrated by more and more people, making them a striking feature of society.

That day, Officer Liang Fei of the police station received a rather bizarre report.

"What was that flying over? Did you see it clearly?" Liang Fei stared intently at Liu Si, trying to glean some clue from his expression.

Liu Si shook his head in pain: "I didn't see it clearly, officer, I really didn't see it clearly. That thing was too fast. I only saw a flash of light, and then my wrist was hit."

Liang Fei frowned deeply, his mind filled with doubt. From Liu Si's description, it seemed that someone was indeed helping in secret, but was that possible? He turned to the recorder beside him: "Write this down in detail, and we'll investigate it carefully later."

The recorder nodded to indicate that he understood, and quickly wrote on the paper with his pen.

Liang Fei looked at Liu Si again: "Besides these, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Liu Si was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head: "Officer, I've told you everything I know. I just beg you to take me to the hospital, my wrist is hurting so much I can't stand it anymore."

Seeing Liu Si's pained expression, Liang Fei had an idea. He stood up and said to the officer beside him, "Take him to the hospital and have the doctor examine his wrist thoroughly. Also, have someone keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't escape."

Two police officers responded, grabbed Liu Si from both sides, and led him out of the interrogation room.

Liang Fei watched their figures disappear at the end of the corridor, then turned and went back to his office. He sat at his desk, pondered for a moment, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, is this Lao Chen? This is Liang Fei."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Oh, Lao Liang, what's up?"

"Here's the thing, I'd like to ask you for a favor." Liang Fei briefly explained Liu Si's situation. "Do you think there might actually be someone helping you secretly?"

Old Chen on the other end of the phone was silent for a while: "I can't say for sure about this situation. But since Liu Si said so, we can't let our guard down. Here's what we'll do: I'll have someone go and check around the area to see if we can find any clues."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you." Liang Fei hung up the phone, but his doubts remained.

He stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the bustling crowds and traffic outside, lost in thought. If someone really did secretly rescue that child, who was it? And what was their motive?
Just then, there was a knock on the office door. Liang Fei snapped out of his reverie: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a police officer walked in: "Officer Liang, we have received news from the hospital that Liu Si has a silver needle in his wrist."

"Silver needles?" Liang Fei was taken aback. "What's going on?"

The police officer handed the report to Liang Fei: "The doctor said that Liu Si's wrist was pierced with acupuncture needles, causing severe pain and making him unable to exert any force, which is why the dagger fell off."

Liang Fei took the report and examined it carefully, a look of shock on his face. He looked up at the police officer: "Get to the hospital immediately! I want to ask Liu Si myself what exactly happened!"

The officer nodded in agreement and turned to leave the office. Liang Fei grabbed his car keys from the table and hurried out. He understood that this matter had exceeded his expectations. Someone had saved that child with silver needles? How could that be? But the facts were undeniable, leaving him no choice but to believe it!

Who could possess such exquisite medical skills and such precise techniques? Could it really be Zhang Beixing and Zhang Shumin, brother and sister? If so, how did they manage to do it? All of this is shrouded in mystery, waiting for him to unravel it.

Filled with doubt and curiosity, Liang Fei drove straight to the First People's Hospital of Fenglan City. The conversation he had during Liu Si's interrogation kept replaying in his mind, especially Liu Si's description of something flying at him and hitting his wrist, and the police report about the silver needles in Liu Si's wrist. All of this seemed to point to an unbelievable conclusion.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Liang Fei went directly to Liu Si's ward. He saw Liu Si lying in bed, pale-faced, with thick bandages wrapped around his wrists.

"Liu Si, how are you feeling?" Liang Fei asked as he walked to the bedside.

When Liu Si saw Liang Fei, a flicker of fear crossed his eyes, but it was quickly masked by pain: "Officer, my wrist still hurts a lot..."

Liang Fei nodded, signaling him not to be nervous: "The doctor has examined you and found a silver needle in your wrist. Can you tell me what happened?"

Liu Si was taken aback, then looked bewildered: "Silver needles? I don't know, officer. Last night I felt something fly over and hit my wrist, and then my hand went weak. I don't know what it was."

Liang Fei frowned slightly. It seemed Liu Si wasn't lying; he genuinely didn't know about the silver needle. So where did this silver needle come from? After a moment's thought, he asked, "When you were hit, did you see or sense anyone nearby?"

Liu Si tried hard to recall, then shook his head: "No, officer. I was so focused on running away that I didn't even notice if anyone was around."

A thought struck Liang Fei. Since Liu Si hadn't seen anyone make a move, the silver needle might have come from a distance. He considered one possibility: "Did you hear anything? Like the sound of wind or anything else?"

Liu Si thought for a moment and said, "I think I heard a faint whistling sound, but I'm not sure."

Liang Fei's eyes lit up. A whistling sound? Could that be the sound of the silver needles flying? If so, the person who made the move must be incredibly powerful.

The fact that he could accurately strike Liu Si's wrist acupoint with a silver needle from such a great distance is truly astonishing.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his shock and curiosity. He knew this matter was far beyond his capabilities. He had to report to his superiors and request more support and assistance. (End of Chapter)