Chapter 863: At The Police Station
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Ten minutes later, from the gate of the apartment complex, two police cars were seen entering the compound. Nicolae, who saw them coming from the balcony where he was sitting, immediately prepared to welcome them.
[I've talked to Dean. He said you just go to the police station. He will meet you there.]
An SMS from Terry came to Nicolae's cellphone right before the bell rang from the lobby intercom.
"Hello, Mr. Medici, we are here to get your children. Please open the door." They could hear the police talked from the intercom.
"Kids, are you done eating? Let's go to the police station, Uncle Terry told us to go through the procedure first so that it's not too suspicious. Dean will meet us there later," Nicolae said, taking his suit and heading for the door.
Dean McDermott was the head of the Schneider Group's legal team. He was the most successful corporate lawyer in the United States. He was highly respected by all who study law in the country. In addition to his own achievements, his father was also the attorney general who was famous for being strict and fearsome.
Actually, bringing Dean to deal with teenage fights like this was just like using a missile to kill mosquitoes. It was over the top. Terry could have sent a regular lawyer from the legal department. Still, he deliberately wanted to shock the person who dared to bother his favorite niece by sending Dean.
Altair and Vega had changed into their casual clothes and brought their backpacks. After returning from the police station, the plan was to go directly to their parents' mansion and spend their weekend there. The twins walked out of the apartment following Nicolae's steps.
In the lobby, they saw four police officers were standing by waiting for them. Their faces look unfriendly and annoyed because they had to deal with a trivial case like this. They were forced to pick up two teenagers who allegedly assaulted the police chief's nephew. At first, they thought they would find two delinquent teenagers who looked like thugs, but instead they saw Altair and Vega, who acted polite and well-behaved. They did not look like naughty children at all, let alone delinquents. The officers all looked at each other in astonishment.
"Good day, Sir. These are my children, they will go to the police station voluntarily to straighten everything out. But we will ride in my car. You can escort us. We will not run away," Nicolae said with a friendly smile.
A female officer who saw him smile, immediately melted and nodded quickly. After all, they also had no reason to suspect the two children would run away. They seemed calm, waiting for the police to arrive. If they really intend to run away, surely they had already done so.
"All right," said the female officer. Her friends could not help but just say yes. "You follow behind my car, my colleagues will escort you from behind."
"Thank you." Nicolae bowed slightly to the woman and signaled Altair and Vega to follow him. The three of them got into Nicolae's car which was parked in front of the apartment building. He immediately drove his car to follow the first police car. Behind them, the second police car quickly followed them.
"Hahaha ... this is very funny. Now it is the police who escort us to go to the police station ..." said Altair. He elbowed Vega. "I feel like a celebrity with a police escort."
Vega only glared at his brother's enthusiasm. "It's because you keep flaunting your good looks to so many women. Every time you fight, it must be because of girls. Embarrassing ..."
"Er .. it's not my fault, okay. The girls like me without me doing anything. I never flaunt anything," said Altair. "Look who's talking here. You also flaunt yourself and so many boys like you. But because you are a girl, no one hits you."
"Iishhh ... it's because I never strung anyone, okay? So no one is harmed," replied Vega. "You should just announce that you already have a girlfriend, so those girls will stop chasing you. How corny. I can't believe so many girls would chase after a boy..."
Nicolae could only frown when he heard his kids talk about dating and girls chasing after a boy. He subconsciously pressed his forehead.
"Gosh ... you guys are still SO YOUNG... Why are you talking about dating and all that???" he said worriedly. "You have to wait at least until you are a hundred years old."
Altair and Vega looked at each other with rounded eyes. Then, a moment later they both laughed in unison.
"Jeez ... Dad... you're so old-fashioned," Vega said in between her laughter. "Only ancient people waited that long. Just look at Uncle London and Mom... they all found love at a young age, and they are still very happy and in love. If we could find happiness early, wouldn't it be better?"
"Eh ... what did you say? They are not the rule, but the exception, okay? Our people shouldn't be thinking about love and marriage before we are old enough. After all, you're only 16 years old." Even though he said that, Nicolae knew he might not be able to change the minds of these two children. He could only shake his head and focused his eyes on the road.
They arrived at the police station ten minutes later. Ron Gilbert and his son, Charles, were waiting for them there. The two were staring at the Nicolae and the twins' arrival with a smirk.
"You will face the consequences, Medici!" said Charles in a triumphant voice. "My uncle is the chief of police here. He will make sure you and your sister go to jail for assaulting me ..."
Ron Gilbert folded his arms across his c.h.e.s.t. He puckered his lips with an expression of disgust. He looked like a bloodthirsty butcher who wanted to immediately slaughter the next animal with an ax in his hand. Nicolae could only shake his head when he saw anyone who could look so vile. It was just a petty fight between boys, he thought.
"Come in!" a snarling sound came from behind them. When Nicolae turned, he saw a big man with a fierce expression come out of a room and drove them into the interrogation room.
"WAIT A MINUTE."
Before he could push them all into the room, suddenly, a thunderous voice came from the front door. Everyone immediately turned and found an impressive man in his 40s, wearing a fancy suit and luxurious leather shoes. On his right wrist was a designer watch from the limited collection, one of the most expensive brands in the world. His face looked cold and terrifying to anyone who saw it, especially when he removed the sunglasses that covered his eyes.
"Hello... what are you here for, Mr. McDermott?" Ron Gilbert murmured.
Who didn't know Dean McDermott in the legal world in America and at the international level? The man never once lost a case he took. His reputation was high in all directions, and almost everyone who studied law knows who he was.
Ron Gilbert, the chief of police, and some senior officers there knew who Dean McDermott was. They were immediately overwhelmed by confusion of why this impressive man was now in the police station.
"Good day, Mr. McDermott," the chief of police greeted him kindly. "Can I help you?"
Dean nodded nonchalantly. He nodded slowly towards Nicolae and the twins.
"I'm sorry I came late, I was in the middle of another case hearing. Did you just arrive?" he asked.
Nicolae nodded back. "We also just arrived. The police are treating us well. I think this is just a misunderstanding between two high school kids."
Dean narrowed his eyes. "If Young Master was assaulted by that boy, we must take legal action. The boy is older than him, he is his senior in school. I am sure he can be sued and tried as an a.d.u.l.t. If this is his second violation, he can go to jail for up to five years."
Dean's words made the people gasp. Charles, who did not know who Dean was and what his reputation was, immediately shouted in anger. "Hey! Don't you dare talking nonsense! I'm the victim here! He's the one who has to go to jail. Damn it!"
Hearing Dean's words just now, Ron Gilbert turned pale. He hurriedly covered his son's mouth with his hand. Suddenly, he felt worried. He was initially going to teach that kid a lesson for beating up Charles by using his connections at the police station, namely his own younger brother, the chief of police.
But who would have thought, that brat turned out to know Dean? Now Dean just casually said he would reverse the case and send Charles to prison... Yikes!
Ron already knew Dean's reputation, and he couldn't underestimate Dean's subtle threat of punishing his son.
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Ten minutes later, from the gate of the apartment complex, two police cars were seen entering the compound. Nicolae, who saw them coming from the balcony where he was sitting, immediately prepared to welcome them.
[I've talked to Dean. He said you just go to the police station. He will meet you there.]
An SMS from Terry came to Nicolae's cellphone right before the bell rang from the lobby intercom.
"Hello, Mr. Medici, we are here to get your children. Please open the door." They could hear the police talked from the intercom.
"Kids, are you done eating? Let's go to the police station, Uncle Terry told us to go through the procedure first so that it's not too suspicious. Dean will meet us there later," Nicolae said, taking his suit and heading for the door.
Dean McDermott was the head of the Schneider Group's legal team. He was the most successful corporate lawyer in the United States. He was highly respected by all who study law in the country. In addition to his own achievements, his father was also the attorney general who was famous for being strict and fearsome.
Actually, bringing Dean to deal with teenage fights like this was just like using a missile to kill mosquitoes. It was over the top. Terry could have sent a regular lawyer from the legal department. Still, he deliberately wanted to shock the person who dared to bother his favorite niece by sending Dean.
Altair and Vega had changed into their casual clothes and brought their backpacks. After returning from the police station, the plan was to go directly to their parents' mansion and spend their weekend there. The twins walked out of the apartment following Nicolae's steps.
In the lobby, they saw four police officers were standing by waiting for them. Their faces look unfriendly and annoyed because they had to deal with a trivial case like this. They were forced to pick up two teenagers who allegedly assaulted the police chief's nephew. At first, they thought they would find two delinquent teenagers who looked like thugs, but instead they saw Altair and Vega, who acted polite and well-behaved. They did not look like naughty children at all, let alone delinquents. The officers all looked at each other in astonishment.
"Good day, Sir. These are my children, they will go to the police station voluntarily to straighten everything out. But we will ride in my car. You can escort us. We will not run away," Nicolae said with a friendly smile.
A female officer who saw him smile, immediately melted and nodded quickly. After all, they also had no reason to suspect the two children would run away. They seemed calm, waiting for the police to arrive. If they really intend to run away, surely they had already done so.
"All right," said the female officer. Her friends could not help but just say yes. "You follow behind my car, my colleagues will escort you from behind."
"Thank you." Nicolae bowed slightly to the woman and signaled Altair and Vega to follow him. The three of them got into Nicolae's car which was parked in front of the apartment building. He immediately drove his car to follow the first police car. Behind them, the second police car quickly followed them.
"Hahaha ... this is very funny. Now it is the police who escort us to go to the police station ..." said Altair. He elbowed Vega. "I feel like a celebrity with a police escort."
Vega only glared at his brother's enthusiasm. "It's because you keep flaunting your good looks to so many women. Every time you fight, it must be because of girls. Embarrassing ..."
"Er .. it's not my fault, okay. The girls like me without me doing anything. I never flaunt anything," said Altair. "Look who's talking here. You also flaunt yourself and so many boys like you. But because you are a girl, no one hits you."
"Iishhh ... it's because I never strung anyone, okay? So no one is harmed," replied Vega. "You should just announce that you already have a girlfriend, so those girls will stop chasing you. How corny. I can't believe so many girls would chase after a boy..."
Nicolae could only frown when he heard his kids talk about dating and girls chasing after a boy. He subconsciously pressed his forehead.
"Gosh ... you guys are still SO YOUNG... Why are you talking about dating and all that???" he said worriedly. "You have to wait at least until you are a hundred years old."
Altair and Vega looked at each other with rounded eyes. Then, a moment later they both laughed in unison.
"Jeez ... Dad... you're so old-fashioned," Vega said in between her laughter. "Only ancient people waited that long. Just look at Uncle London and Mom... they all found love at a young age, and they are still very happy and in love. If we could find happiness early, wouldn't it be better?"
"Eh ... what did you say? They are not the rule, but the exception, okay? Our people shouldn't be thinking about love and marriage before we are old enough. After all, you're only 16 years old." Even though he said that, Nicolae knew he might not be able to change the minds of these two children. He could only shake his head and focused his eyes on the road.
They arrived at the police station ten minutes later. Ron Gilbert and his son, Charles, were waiting for them there. The two were staring at the Nicolae and the twins' arrival with a smirk.
"You will face the consequences, Medici!" said Charles in a triumphant voice. "My uncle is the chief of police here. He will make sure you and your sister go to jail for assaulting me ..."
Ron Gilbert folded his arms across his c.h.e.s.t. He puckered his lips with an expression of disgust. He looked like a bloodthirsty butcher who wanted to immediately slaughter the next animal with an ax in his hand. Nicolae could only shake his head when he saw anyone who could look so vile. It was just a petty fight between boys, he thought.
"Come in!" a snarling sound came from behind them. When Nicolae turned, he saw a big man with a fierce expression come out of a room and drove them into the interrogation room.
"WAIT A MINUTE."
Before he could push them all into the room, suddenly, a thunderous voice came from the front door. Everyone immediately turned and found an impressive man in his 40s, wearing a fancy suit and luxurious leather shoes. On his right wrist was a designer watch from the limited collection, one of the most expensive brands in the world. His face looked cold and terrifying to anyone who saw it, especially when he removed the sunglasses that covered his eyes.
"Hello... what are you here for, Mr. McDermott?" Ron Gilbert murmured.
Who didn't know Dean McDermott in the legal world in America and at the international level? The man never once lost a case he took. His reputation was high in all directions, and almost everyone who studied law knows who he was.
Ron Gilbert, the chief of police, and some senior officers there knew who Dean McDermott was. They were immediately overwhelmed by confusion of why this impressive man was now in the police station.
"Good day, Mr. McDermott," the chief of police greeted him kindly. "Can I help you?"
Dean nodded nonchalantly. He nodded slowly towards Nicolae and the twins.
"I'm sorry I came late, I was in the middle of another case hearing. Did you just arrive?" he asked.
Nicolae nodded back. "We also just arrived. The police are treating us well. I think this is just a misunderstanding between two high school kids."
Dean narrowed his eyes. "If Young Master was assaulted by that boy, we must take legal action. The boy is older than him, he is his senior in school. I am sure he can be sued and tried as an a.d.u.l.t. If this is his second violation, he can go to jail for up to five years."
Dean's words made the people gasp. Charles, who did not know who Dean was and what his reputation was, immediately shouted in anger. "Hey! Don't you dare talking nonsense! I'm the victim here! He's the one who has to go to jail. Damn it!"
Hearing Dean's words just now, Ron Gilbert turned pale. He hurriedly covered his son's mouth with his hand. Suddenly, he felt worried. He was initially going to teach that kid a lesson for beating up Charles by using his connections at the police station, namely his own younger brother, the chief of police.
But who would have thought, that brat turned out to know Dean? Now Dean just casually said he would reverse the case and send Charles to prison... Yikes!
Ron already knew Dean's reputation, and he couldn't underestimate Dean's subtle threat of punishing his son.
Ten minutes later, from the gate of the apartment complex, two police cars were seen entering the compound. Nicolae, who saw them coming from the balcony where he was sitting, immediately prepared to welcome them. I've talked to Dean. He said you just go to the police station. He will meet you there. An SMS from Terry came to Nicolae's cellphone right before the bell rang from the lobby intercom. "Hello, Mr. Medici, we are here to get your children. Please open the door." They could hear the police talked from the intercom. "Kids, are you done eating? Let's go to the police station, Uncle Terry told us to go through the procedure first so that it's not too suspicious. Dean will meet us there later," Nicolae said, taking his suit and heading for the door. Dean McDermott was the head of the Schneider Group's legal team. He was the most successful corporate lawyer in the United States. He was highly respected by all who study law in the country. In addition to his own achievements, his father was also the attorney general who was famous for being strict and fearsome. Actually, bringing Dean to deal with teenage fights like this was just like using a missile to kill mosquitoes. It was over the top. Terry could have sent a regular lawyer from the legal department. Still, he deliberately wanted to shock the person who dared to bother his favorite niece by sending Dean. Altair and Vega had changed into their casual clothes and brought their backpacks. After returning from the police station, the plan was to go directly to their parents' mansion and spend their weekend there. The twins walked out of the apartment following Nicolae's steps. In the lobby, they saw four police officers were standing by waiting for them. Their faces look unfriendly and annoyed because they had to deal with a trivial case like this. They were forced to pick up two teenagers who allegedly assaulted the police chief's nephew. At first, they thought they would find two delinquent teenagers who looked like thugs, but instead they saw Altair and Vega, who acted polite and well-behaved. They did not look like naughty children at all, let alone delinquents. The officers all looked at each other in astonishment. "Good day, Sir. These are my children, they will go to the police station voluntarily to straighten everything out. But we will ride in my car. You can escort us. We will not run away," Nicolae said with a friendly smile. A female officer who saw him smile, immediately melted and nodded quickly. After all, they also had no reason to suspect the two children would run away. They seemed calm, waiting for the police to arrive. If they really intend to run away, surely they had already done so. "All right," said the female officer. Her friends could not help but just say yes. "You follow behind my car, my colleagues will escort you from behind." "Thank you." Nicolae bowed slightly to the woman and signaled Altair and Vega to follow him. The three of them got into Nicolae's car which was parked in front of the apartment building. He immediately drove his car to follow the first police car. Behind them, the second police car quickly followed them. "Hahaha ... this is very funny. Now it is the police who escort us to go to the police station ..." said Altair. He elbowed Vega. "I feel like a celebrity with a police escort." Vega only glared at his brother's enthusiasm. "It's because you keep flaunting your good looks to so many women. Every time you fight, it must be because of girls. Embarrassing ..." "Er .. it's not my fault, okay. The girls like me without me doing anything. I never flaunt anything," said Altair. "Look who's talking here. You also flaunt yourself and so many boys like you. But because you are a girl, no one hits you." "Iishhh ... it's because I never strung anyone, okay? So no one is harmed," replied Vega. "You should just announce that you already have a girlfriend, so those girls will stop chasing you. How corny. I can't believe so many girls would chase after a boy..." Nicolae could only frown when he heard his kids talk about dating and girls chasing after a boy. He subconsciously pressed his forehead. "Gosh ... you guys are still SO YOUNG... Why are you talking about dating and all that???" he said worriedly. "You have to wait at least until you are a hundred years old." Altair and Vega looked at each other with rounded eyes. Then, a moment later they both laughed in unison. "Jeez ... Dad... you're so old-fashioned," Vega said in between her laughter. "Only ancient people waited that long. Just look at Uncle London and Mom... they all found love at a young age, and they are still very happy and in love. If we could find happiness early, wouldn't it be better?" "Eh ... what did you say? They are not the rule, but the exception, okay? Our people shouldn't be thinking about love and marriage before we are old enough. After all, you're only 16 years old." Even though he said that, Nicolae knew he might not be able to change the minds of these two children. He could only shake his head and focused his eyes on the road. They arrived at the police station ten minutes later. Ron Gilbert and his son, Charles, were waiting for them there. The two were staring at the Nicolae and the twins' arrival with a smirk. "You will face the consequences, Medici!" said Charles in a triumphant voice. "My uncle is the chief of police here. He will make sure you and your sister go to jail for assaulting me ..." Ron Gilbert folded his arms across his c.h.e.s.t. He puckered his lips with an expression of disgust. He looked like a bloodthirsty butcher who wanted to immediately slaughter the next animal with an ax in his hand. Nicolae could only shake his head when he saw anyone who could look so vile. It was just a petty fight between boys, he thought. "Come in!" a snarling sound came from behind them. When Nicolae turned, he saw a big man with a fierce expression come out of a room and drove them into the interrogation room. "WAIT A MINUTE." Before he could push them all into the room, suddenly, a thunderous voice came from the front door. Everyone immediately turned and found an impressive man in his 40s, wearing a fancy suit and luxurious leather shoes. On his right wrist was a designer watch from the limited collection, one of the most expensive brands in the world. His face looked cold and terrifying to anyone who saw it, especially when he removed the sunglasses that covered his eyes. "Hello... what are you here for, Mr. McDermott?" Ron Gilbert murmured. Who didn't know Dean McDermott in the legal world in America and at the international level? The man never once lost a case he took. His reputation was high in all directions, and almost everyone who studied law knows who he was. Ron Gilbert, the chief of police, and some senior officers there knew who Dean McDermott was. They were immediately overwhelmed by confusion of why this impressive man was now in the police station. "Good day, Mr. McDermott," the chief of police greeted him kindly. "Can I help you?" Dean nodded nonchalantly. He nodded slowly towards Nicolae and the twins. "I'm sorry I came late, I was in the middle of another case hearing. Did you just arrive?" he asked. Nicolae nodded back. "We also just arrived. The police are treating us well. I think this is just a misunderstanding between two high school kids." Dean narrowed his eyes. "If Young Master was assaulted by that boy, we must take legal action. The boy is older than him, he is his senior in school. I am sure he can be sued and tried as an a.d.u.l.t. If this is his second violation, he can go to jail for up to five years." Dean's words made the people gasp. Charles, who did not know who Dean was and what his reputation was, immediately shouted in anger. "Hey! Don't you dare talking nonsense! I'm the victim here! He's the one who has to go to jail. Damn it!" Hearing Dean's words just now, Ron Gilbert turned pale. He hurriedly covered his son's mouth with his hand. Suddenly, he felt worried. He was initially going to teach that kid a lesson for beating up Charles by using his connections at the police station, namely his own younger brother, the chief of police. But who would have thought, that brat turned out to know Dean? Now Dean just casually said he would reverse the case and send Charles to prison... Yikes! Ron already knew Dean's reputation, and he couldn't underestimate Dean's subtle threat of punishing his son.
