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Chapter 103 Pulling
Facing Feng Nan's menacing gun barrel, the property manager's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, large beads of cold sweat sliding down his cheeks. Finally, he silently retreated, saying, "Miss, don't misunderstand. I just wanted to go in and take a look. Since you have regulations, I won't insist."

The property manager smiled awkwardly, trying to make excuses and ease the tension.

Feng Nan smiled slightly: "That would be best."

"Otherwise, those bullets don't have eyes."

Feng Nan lowered the gun slightly, but aimed it at Xiao Xu, who was lying on the ground.

"who!"

"Put the body down!"

Just then, Li Biao's angry roar came from the grove.

Feng Nan's expression shifted, secretly relieved that she was alert enough to have anticipated the treachery of these people.

Otherwise, the body would have been lost by now.

Once the body is lost, even if Yueyang comes, it will probably be difficult to take Xiao Xu away.

They might even be bitten back.

I heard shouts coming from the grove.

The middle-aged man and the property manager became restless again, both showing anxious expressions.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Let's go in and help the detective catch the thief who stole the corpse and restore peace to our community."

The middle-aged man, as expected of the manager, was both prestigious and resourceful. He came up with a plan to incite everyone to rush into the grove, using the pretext of helping Li Biao make arrests to disrupt Li Biao's operation.

Upon hearing this, Feng Nan's expression changed.

Seeing the middle-aged man, he commanded a large following.

A group of people were about to rush into the grove.

A cold glint flashed in Feng Nan's eyes. He raised his gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom--

A gunshot rang out, like a muffled thunderclap.

It instantly drowned out everyone's voices.

This also stopped these people in their tracks.

call--

Feng Nan blew away the gunpowder smoke from the muzzle.

He slowly pointed the gun at the middle-aged man and sneered, "Inciting the crowd, obstructing law enforcement, and interfering with official duties are all crimes. Manager, I suppose you don't usually like hearty dishes like brass peanuts?"

Feng Nan sneered as she circled the gun barrel around the middle-aged man, seemingly choosing where to fire later.

"We just wanted to help."

Why did you fire the gun?

"Is there no law anymore?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and began to throw a tantrum.

"Just because you're an agent, does that give you the right to shoot at will?"

The property manager standing nearby chimed in.

“We have just clearly warned that no one is allowed to take a step forward, let alone rush into the scene. Otherwise, it will be considered as obstructing official business and assaulting the police. Do you think this warning is just going in one ear and out the other?”

Feng Nan said with a cold smile.

"The warning shot I just fired was a deterrent procedure. With the next shot, I could shoot someone. Do any of you want to try and see if I dare to shoot you?"

Feng Nan's sharp gaze swept across the faces of the middle-aged man and the others as the gun barrel passed over them.

He exudes a powerful aura and is very intimidating.

"Xiao Feng, what's going on outside?"

Li Biao's voice came from the grove. "Brother Li, it's alright."

"Someone's just being naughty. Keep arresting people; I can handle it."

Feng Nan stared intently at the middle-aged man, her eyes unblinking, but she raised her voice in response to Li Biao.

“Manager, I advise you not to take the risk. My gun is fully loaded. I can take down at least ten people with this gun.”

"I doubt you'd want to gamble on whether I'll shoot you first, right?"

Feng Nan continued to intimidate everyone with words.

Like a cold-blooded killer.

He stood there proudly, gun in hand, looking both cool and dashing.

Facing Feng Nan's gun, the middle-aged man's expression was uncertain. He wanted to step forward, but he was afraid of the gun in Feng Nan's hand. If he didn't disrupt Li Biao's arrest, he might be caught red-handed.

This feeling of being caught in a dilemma, unable to move forward or backward, made the middle-aged man sweat profusely with anxiety.

"Detective, I think you've misunderstood. We really have no ill intentions; we just want to go in and help arrest the criminal. There's no need for you to be so nervous."

The property manager said with a big smile.

As he spoke, the property manager tried to approach Feng Nan.

Feng Nan sneered repeatedly, and the gun in her hand was instantly pointed at the property manager.

"Pull your leg back, or I'll shoot you."

“I have made it clear, more than once, that anyone who dares to step forward will be considered to be attempting to assault a police officer, and I have the right to fire in self-defense.”

"Furthermore, I have recorded everything on my phone and kept it as evidence, so don't try anything funny."

Feng Nan pointed to her shirt pocket, revealing a phone with a camera.

Upon hearing Feng Nan's words, the property manager looked dejected: "We won't make any rash moves because we are all law-abiding citizens. But could we please disband first? We still have a lot of work to do, and we can't just stay here and waste our time, can we?"

The property manager changed tactics, opting for a strategic retreat, and asked Feng Nan to agree to their disbandment so that everyone could return to their posts.

But Feng Nan knew perfectly well what kind of wicked schemes this cunning property manager was plotting.

Once these people disperse, they lose the restraint of guns. Familiar with the neighborhood, they can use many excuses to sneak into the woods from various places to help their companions get out of drunkenness.

The property manager was practically scheming in Feng Nan's face, but how could Feng Nan possibly comply with his wishes? "I'm sorry, but until the matter is thoroughly investigated, all of you could be accomplices, so you must remain within my sight, otherwise you will be considered to be fleeing the scene of a crime."

Feng Nan was immediately labeled as a fugitive, and he immediately backed down, no longer daring to be the first to speak out.

"Detective Feng, you..."

"You are using your power to settle personal scores, abusing your authority for personal gain, and deliberately seeking retaliation."

Seeing Feng Nan making unfounded accusations, the property manager immediately followed suit.

He pointed at Feng Nan and launched into a tirade.

"Quick, someone take a picture of her and post it online. Let's all report her by our real names."

After the property manager finished calling out, he looked at the middle-aged man, looking like a dog wagging its tail and begging for a pat from its owner.

Feng Nan's sharp gaze keenly detected a hint of satisfaction in the middle-aged man's eyes.

The middle-aged man even took out his phone to cooperate with the property manager.

With the middle-aged manager taking the lead, the others immediately followed suit, raising their phones to take pictures of Feng Nan.

Feng Nan frowned slightly, a look of difficulty on her face.

This is an outright, overtly calculated scheme, intended to incite public opinion, and is not some ordinary conspiracy or trickery.

Even Feng Nan couldn't break it.

In order to uphold the image of the Major Crimes Unit, Feng Nan immediately pointed his gun at the sky.

The most basic principle is to never point a gun at someone.

Feng Nan cannot allow the Serious Crimes Unit to suffer public pressure over this matter.