Cannon Fodder in an Era Drama — I Survive with Acting-Chapter 125: The More Trouble, the Merrier

After all, who could have expected an ordinary community health clinic to devolve into such a scene?

For the onlookers, this was definitely one of the biggest stories of the day.

Just then, a piercing siren cut through the crowd’s noisy chatter.

Police cars arrived at the scene shortly after.

The moment the cars stopped, neighborhood committee staff and uniformed officers began to get out, observing their surroundings as they approached.

The middle-aged officer in the lead frowned. He looked at the dense crowd gathered at the courtyard gate and asked in confusion, "Who called the police? Why are so many people gathered here? What happened?"

A man in a Zhongshan suit eagerly pushed his way to the front of the crowd, raising both hands high. His face was a mixture of excitement and agitation as he shouted, "It was me! It was me! I’m the next-door neighbor. I heard they were going to catch a pervert, so I ran to report it immediately."

His voice was exceptionally loud, making him stand out in the crowd.

"Officer, I called the police too!"

A woman’s voice immediately followed. Standing nearby, she waved her hand, not wanting to be outdone, as if terrified someone might not know she was one of the first to notice something was wrong.

"I’m the one who contacted the neighborhood committee!"

The woman continued, speaking loudly, "I’m the one who can explain the specifics of this incident most clearly!"

Her tone carried a hint of pride, along with an undercurrent of feeling needed and important, causing the surrounding onlookers to turn their gazes toward her.

Many in the crowd began to speak up. Some nodded in agreement while others added their own loud commentary. They chattered all at once, turning the scene into a chaotic mess. The atmosphere was suddenly electric, as disorderly as a wet market.

But there were simply too many people, and the noise was a jumbled mess. Everyone rushed to share what they had seen and heard, even mixing in plenty of unconfirmed rumors and speculation.

As a result, the scene became even more raucous, and the officers couldn’t make out what had actually happened. Their brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"Ma’ams, sirs, everyone!"

An officer raised his voice, trying to maintain order while gesturing for everyone to quiet down. "Please, don’t all rush at once. Let’s go one by one and explain clearly. What’s this about a brother bullying his sister, and also about arresting someone? Who exactly are we supposed to be arresting?"

His words were patient but held an undercurrent of helplessness.

"Arrest both of them!"

An old woman in a floral blouse shouted with righteous indignation, her face so stern it seemed her sense of justice was about to overflow.

"That’s right! Neither of them is any good!"

An older man next to her nodded repeatedly, his eyes glinting with the glee of someone who loves drama and hopes for more trouble. It was as if he wouldn’t be satisfied until he saw a few people get hauled away on the spot.

"Even that mother isn’t a good person. She should be taken in for questioning too!"

Another woman, no longer young, lowered her voice, but it was still loud enough to be heard. She was clearly adding fuel to the fire, unconcerned about escalating the situation.

"Can you please just go one at a time?"

Another officer practically roared, "If you all shout at once, we can’t understand what’s going on or what anyone is saying!"

Although forceful, his words failed to stabilize the situation. Instead, it was like throwing more wood on a fire—the people continued to fight for a chance to speak.

...

The scene descended into total chaos. The crowd was agitated but completely disorderly. The few officers who had been barely managing to control the situation could only exchange helpless and anxious glances.

Once Fei Jin had calmed Song Qingya down and saw that her expression had become more peaceful, he slowly rose and left her side.

He took the initiative and walked toward the officers. His steps were firm and steady, without a hint of hesitation or uncertainty.

In a manner that was both crisp and polite, he succinctly introduced himself. "Hello, my name is Fei Jin. This is my identification."

As he spoke, he handed over a military pass. His words and actions revealed a good upbringing and the ingrained self-discipline of a well-trained soldier.

When the police saw he was a soldier in combat fatigues—and a high-ranking officer at that—the senior officers leading the team couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. The frustration and confusion in their eyes softened instantly. ’At least this distinguished man should be rational and trustworthy,’ they thought.

"Sir, hello."

The lead officer took the ID and glanced at it. His attitude immediately became more serious. "Could you please tell us what exactly happened here?"

The other officers also gathered around the young military officer. They had finally found a key person who could communicate effectively and potentially clear up the confusion. Hope surged in their hearts.

Fei Jin’s tone was clean and decisive. Without mincing words, he recounted how he and his companions had gone to the Sun Family’s home. His sentences were short, clear, and precise, without any added emotional embellishment.

Even so, everyone present could still grasp the severity of the situation from his account.

Finally, he led a few police officers back to the small room where Sun Qiang was. They successfully retrieved several key pieces of evidence. The process was smooth and without obstruction.

Although on the surface he appeared completely calm and self-possessed, his emotions seeming stable and normal, anyone who knew his personality could see the intense anger and suppressed turmoil hidden beneath his cold expression.

That fury not only scorched his own reason but also filled him with a deep-seated loathing for such behavior. This anger hadn’t vanished; it was merely waiting quietly for the right moment to erupt.

"Officers, I’m sorry to trouble you all so late. But I hope you will enforce the law impartially and give my wife the justice she deserves."

"Please rest assured, sir. We will handle it."

With the evidence and the atmosphere at the scene, taking the suspects into custody was standard procedure.

The officers moved quickly, pulling out handcuffs and placing them on both Sun Qiang and Sun Zhenhai.

Nearby, Yang Yunhua burst into anxious tears.

"Why are you arresting my son? My boy didn’t do anything wrong!" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

She could accept Sun Qiang’s arrest.

In recent years, the punishments for this type of crime had become severe. Besides, everyone saw him hiding Song Qingya’s clothes, so there was no way he could escape.

But if they took her own son, Sun Zhenhai, as well, she felt an unbearable pain, as if a piece of her own heart was being carved out!

"Isn’t Qingya still here? As long as she’s here, everything will be fine. Qingya, hurry up and say something to your brother! Even if you were wronged, you can’t send your own brother to jail! He’s your biological brother!"

"But when he pushed me, he didn’t seem to remember that I was his sister."

Song Qingya no longer called her "Mom."

Now that the drama had reached this point, her goal had already been achieved.