Du Heng looked at Gong Daoyang who had come to his side and let out a sigh of relief, shaking his head gently. "I'm fine, Gong. No one got hit. The money they scammed should be in this suitcase, along with the counterfeit medicines in the trunk of the car."
Gong Daoyang glanced sideways at the situation in the car. After getting a clear view, he patted Du Heng's shoulder. "Thanks, brother. You've done me a great favor. We've received several reports recently, and we've notified all the village heads, but villagers were still being deceived."
He let out a long breath and said, "Alright, let's take them all back to the police station for investigation."
At this moment, the woman who had spent almost 8,000 yuan jumped out. "Are you going to take our money? You're not returning it to us?"
Gong Daoyang, not knowing the full situation, turned to everyone and said seriously, "We will definitely return your money, but we need to investigate and compile a statistical report first."
