How can they be so blatant about making fake news? He didn’t mean that at all just now. They took it out of context, making it seem like our police were deliberately hiding something.

The young police officer was enraged and wanted to rush into the crowd.

The female reporter immediately screamed, grabbing the police officer about to charge into the crowd, shrieking, "He’s hitting people, the police officer is hitting people! The police officer is hitting a journalist! The police officer is hitting a woman!"

Each sentence was more attention-grabbing than the last.

There were already quite a few citizens gathered outside the Hospital, and hearing the noise, they all looked over.

The female reporter, with disheveled hair, clung to the police officer’s arm with both hands, her clothes in disorder, her face flushed, looking like she had been bullied.

The police officer’s face was full of anger and with a shocked expression, really like he was about to hit someone, extremely furious.

"Let go!"

The female reporter firmly held onto his hand, shouting loudly, "The police officer is hitting people. Just because I asked to interview the victim’s family, he threatened to arrest me. Our Camera captured this scene, and when he realized it, he tried to seize our Camera. I held onto him, and he still wanted to hit me. With such a big incident in the city center, not only do the police not stand up for the injured, but they also prevent us journalists from doing interviews, even resorting to violence. Who exactly are they protecting?"

"As a Journalist, I have the duty to restore the truth for everyone. Even if I get beaten and arrested today, there are Ten Million colleagues to stand up!"

What she said was righteous and full of resolute determination, looking much more credible compared to the furious and speechless police officer who could only point at her with anger.

Sure enough, many citizens were incited by her words, and their emotions became agitated.

"Exactly, why aren’t people allowed in? What are they afraid of that they won’t let people interview? Are the police being paid off?"

"Why threaten journalists?"

"Why are they afraid of journalists interviewing the victim’s family? We want to see the victim’s family! We demand to see the victim’s family!"

"A Big man hitting a young girl like that, and such a person can be a police officer? Scum! Take pictures, let’s expose him!"

"Yes, expose him!"

The young police officer, facing so many angry eyes, couldn’t explain himself, just kept waving his hands, covering his Face, while explaining, "It’s not like that, please listen to me. I didn’t hit anyone, no, I didn’t. She is lying."

His voice of explanation was much quieter compared to the agitated voices of the people, completely drowned out.

Especially the Journalist, taking the opportunity to fan the flames.

The order that the police had painstakingly managed to maintain became chaotic again after this small incident.

"Everyone, please don’t get excited, don’t move recklessly!"

"Please cooperate with our police Work!"

It was at this moment that Chi Enen walked through the crowd, approaching the leader of the police maintaining order, "Excuse me, I need to go in."

The leader of the police, sweating profusely while directing the work on site, heard this and immediately refused without thinking, "Please cooperate with our Work, no unrelated personnel are allowed in right now!"

Chi Enen calmly said, "I am a related person, I am a Representative of Ryan Company, I need to go in."

"You are a representative of Ryan?" The man, who was too busy to even look at her directly, paused and looked at her in surprise.