Connor knew that Justin's father's legs were bad, but also because of the poor conditions. Overwork caused joint disease, so he walked a little awkwardly, but he was not crippled.
Justin had always disliked people saying his father was a cripple, so he rarely ntioned this.
This could also be said to be Justin's reverse scale.
"Connor, you know that Justin hates it when people call his father a cripple. In addition, he had a little too much to drink, and they started fighting!"
Ruth looked at Connor and said.
"This small matter shouldn't be enough to get the police involved, right?" Connor said with a frown.
"That's right. Justin and the others fought for less than half a minute before they were pulled away by the security guards. That rich heir was fine. I saw him walk out of the bar with my own eyes. However, last night, the police took Justin, Brooks, and Joel away. They also said the three had seriously injured that rich heir and even broke his arm. They might be sentenced to jail…" Ruth said anxiously.
"…" Connor looked at Ruth without saying anything.
At this mont, Connor seed to have understood what was going on. It was obvious that the other party was relying on his background to fra Justin, Brooks, and Joel.
Usually, such matters could be resolved privately. After all, it was normal for young people to be reckless.
However, once soone called the police, the situation was different.
First of all, the rich heir claid Justin broke his hand, so it could be a serious injury.
It would an at least three years of jail ti if he were seriously injured.
In addition, this rich heir used his background to manipulate things. It would likely bring jail ti up to seven, eight, or even more than ten years.
Therefore, in today's society, if one acted on impulse, it was very likely to cause very big consequences.
Of course, this consequence also depended on whether one had connections. If one had connections, then things wouldn't be so complicated.
"Do you know where the police took the three of them?" Connor looked at Ruth and asked.
"I'm not too sure about that…" Ruth shook her head gently.
"All right, got it. I'll save the three of them. Don't worry!"
Connor whispered back to Ruth, then turned around and left.
After leaving Ruth, Connor took out his phone and dialed Clio's phone.
"Ring, ring, ring…"
Clio now regarded Connor as his great benefactor, so he quickly picked up the phone and asked respectfully, "Mr. McDonald, do you have any orders?"
"Inspector Lee, I have three friends whom your people took away. Help find out where they are now and what happened!" Connor said quickly.
Connor was also very worried about the safety of Justin, Brooks, and Joel, so he still sounded very anxious.
"Mr. McDonald, what are the nas of your three friends?" Clio hurriedly replied.
"Justin, Brooks, Joel!" Connor replied.
"Okay, Mr. McDonald, wait for my call!" Clio replied and then hung up.
After Connor put down his phone, he waited quietly.
About five minutes later, Connor received a call from Clio. He knew that Justin and the other two should now be in the city bureau.
Therefore, Connor didn't say much. He left Newtown University and took a taxi to the city bureau.
When Connor arrived at the station, he found that Clio was already standing at the door waiting for Connor.
After Connor saw Clio, he sighed inwardly. Clio was indeed a very good person.
"Inspector Lee, why are you here?" Connor asked despite knowing the answer.
"Mr. McDonald, you're not familiar with Newtown. Many people don't know you. I'm worried that it might be very troubleso for you to co alone, so I specially ca over. When the ti cos, I'll introduce you to the bureau chief of the municipal bureau. This way, it'll be much easier to get things done…" Clio whispered to Connor.
"Thank you!" Connor didn't say much and simply replied.
However, to Clio, he only wanted this thank you.
If he could make the legendary Mr. McDonald of Porthampton owe him a favor, he would definitely benefit a lot in the future.
"Mr. McDonald, let's go in quickly!" Clio imdiately led Connor into the hall.
Due to Clio's company, Connor could easily et the person in charge of Newtown, Teagan Howe.
"Hello, Mr. McDonald!"
Teagan must have learned Connor's identity from Clio, so he was very respectful to Connor. He took the initiative to stand up and walk to Connor, greeting enthusiastically.
"Hello, Chief Howe…" Connor replied indifferently.
"Mr. McDonald, I've heard about you before. Now that I've seen you today, you're a young hero…"
Teagan seed to be planning to exchange pleasantries with Connor.
However, Connor was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Teagan. He said directly, "Chief Howe, I ca here today for my three friends. Where are my friends now? What's going on?"
"Mr. McDonald, I just asked about the situation. Actually, this isn't big or small. It's just a small conflict between a few young people, but one of them is called Holden. He's not soone to be trifled with…" Teagan said slowly.
"How so?"
Connor frowned and asked.
"I heard that Holden's family has so background. This ti, Holden went through the province's connections. Although Holden wasn't injured, he claid your friend broke his arm. We had no choice but to arrest him according to the rules…" Teagan said in a low voice.
"So you're saying that Holden used his own connections to fra my friend, right?" Connor asked in a low voice.
"That's right, that's what happened!" Teagan nodded and continued, "Mr. McDonald, you know we are all running errands for others. So things are not up to us to decide. We have to do whatever the higher-ups want us to do…"
"…"
Connor looked at Teagan and hesitated, then said expressionlessly, "All right, I roughly understand what happened. Where is my friends now? Take to my friends…"
"Yes, Mr. McDonald, this way please…" Teagan hurriedly led Connor out of the office.
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