When the female translator saw Zhang Yuze's gaze on her, she hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and made a decision, saying to the police officer, "I came with Mr. Shimada as a translator. I can testify that they just said those words."
Seeing that she had chosen to stand on his side, Zhang Yuze breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was also very gratified. It seemed that Chinese people still had backbone, even if she was a girl.
"No… no, she's slandering us, and she's one of you Hua country people, of course she's going to side with you," the slightly thinner Japanese man, who had been shouting the loudest, said with a fierce expression.
Hearing him say this, the police officer also hesitated. The matter was a bit tricky. Both sides had their reasons, but the problem was there was no evidence. Even if they were taken back to the station, it would only be a hot potato.
"No! Police uncle, I have evidence," a clear and gentle voice suddenly said.
Zhang Yuze was quite surprised that the person who spoke was actually Liu Mengting. What evidence could she produce?
"Little sister, you say you have evidence, what evidence is it?" The leading police officer's heart stirred, and he asked Liu Mengting very kindly.
"Police uncle, when I was playing with my phone just now, I accidentally recorded their voices. This can prove that they did scold us."
As she spoke, Liu Mengting pressed the play button on her phone. The arrogant and presumptuous shouts of several Japanese people came from inside.
Although they couldn't understand what these Japanese people were saying, the crowd present could all tell that they were cursing people, and immediately became filled with righteous indignation.
"What do you have to say now?" The leading police officer's face was also very unsightly. He was also Chinese, and of course he couldn't tolerate outsiders insulting his country.
Amidst the angry curses of the crowd, and the greeting of vegetable leaves and eggs, the several Japanese people ran away in disgrace.
Although letting them go like this made Zhang Yuze a little unwilling, he also knew that this was the best outcome. After all, if he really pursued the matter, he would also have some responsibility.
"Young man, well done. If I wasn't wearing this uniform, I would have beaten him up too," the leading police officer said, patting Zhang Yuze's shoulder, obviously very appreciative of Zhang Yuze's actions.
"Police uncle, thank you," Zhang Yuze said, feeling a little embarrassed by his words.
"Chinese people should have backbone. Although you hit someone, you hit the right person," the police officer said, patting Zhang Yuze's shoulder before leaving with his men. It was already not easy for him to say these words.
After the crowd gradually dispersed, Zhang Yuze saw that the female translator was also about to leave, and Zhang Yuze immediately chased after her. Then, he took out five hundred yuan from his pocket, grabbed the girl's hand, placed it in her hand, and said sincerely, "I caused you to lose your job. Consider this my compensation!"
