In the inquiry room, Daxiong was stunned, looking at his parents in disbelief, his mouth twitching, but he couldn't say a word.
What could he say? The one who made this request was not Lao Yang from the police station, nor was it Tang Baiqing, who had a rich and powerful family, but his biological parents who gave birth to him and raised him!
Father Wu no longer had the temper of the past, nor the condescending attitude of a parent. He lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "...They give money, and I will be in jail...100,000 yuan a year."
Daxiong sat on the chair in a daze, and replied with a stuttering tone: "Dad...Dad...I don't want to go to jail...!"
Father Wu still lowered his head and replied in a hoarse voice: "Son, you know the situation of our family. My life is completely ruined and there is no chance of turning over, but...people have to live, right? There is only one broken house in the family, but I have three sons. You are all grown up. What can I use to buy a family business for you, marry a wife and have children?!"
Daxiong was speechless and turned his head to look at his mother, but the latter sobbed with her back to him.
"I just asked that old Yang, you are mentally retarded, this will be taken care of in the judicial system. They will make a low intelligence test report for you, you won't be in jail for too long." Father Wu gritted his teeth and continued: "Stay for six or seven years, we get the money, you can get married and have children when you come out. Your elder brother and second brother will not forget you... They will take care of you for the rest of their lives."
"I... I won't do it!" Da Xiong couldn't get help from his mother, he could only bite the bullet and refuse his father's request.
Father Wu raised his head and looked at him: "If you don't do it, when will your elder brother and second brother be able to get married? Do you want me to be the last one?!"
Silence, after a short silence, Father Wu stood up and knelt on the ground with a thud: "I kowtow to you, okay? You help your elder brother, your second brother, and also help the family, okay?!"
Da Xiong looked at his father kneeling in front of him and turned his head unconsciously. He didn't feel sorry for him, nor did he have any feelings in his heart, he just felt helpless.
"Son, help your eldest brother and your second brother." The mother turned her back to him and cried.
...
Half an hour later, Wu's father and mother left the inquiry room and talked with Tang's father for a long time in the car outside. The two even signed a simple agreement.
For Tang's father, it was not a problem to operate the case and reduce Daxiong's sentence. He didn't need to deceive the Wu family because it only cost money.
For Tang's father, as long as the case could be passed quickly, someone would take the blame for his son, and it would not be dug up in the future, that would be the best result. As for the loss of money, that was not his main concern.
Outside the case handling building, after Su Tianyu and others had breakfast, they applied to the on-duty police officer again to meet Daxiong, wanting to ask when he would come out, but unexpectedly the police officer told him that Daxiong would face arrest soon.
This confused Su Tianyu, but he had no relationship with the police chief of Zhannan District, so he immediately contacted Yu Mingyuan to inquire about the situation.
Yu Mingyuan has also been paying attention to this matter. He knows much more than Su Tianyu, so he hinted at the latter and told him vaguely that Daxiong might take the blame for Tang Baiqing, and the two families have already met and talked.
After Su Tianyu learned the news, he was extremely shocked and speechless. Although he has experienced a lot of things and has seen the so-called warmth and coldness of human feelings and the meanness of human nature in this era, he is still full of rejection and disgust for this matter.
After communicating on the phone, Su Tianyu asked Yu Mingyuan to find a connection to let him meet Daxiong, and the latter agreed immediately.
Before Daxiong was about to be transferred to the police station for detention, Su Tianyu met him in the interrogation room.
In the dimly lit room, Su Tianyu looked at Daxiong in confusion: "Why do you agree? Do you know what this means? It means that your life may be ruined!"
"... I... my parents are here." Daxiong lowered his head and his voice was hoarse.
"You can refuse them! You have your own life. You don't have to listen to your family for everything!" Su Tianyu is not pretending to be a saint or a moral model. On the contrary, if it is an ordinary person's business, he would not bother to ask. But Daxiong is different. After a few months of contact, he feels that he and the other party are friends, very simple, and the kind of friends with no interest relationship.
"Little... Little Brother Yu... He... They raised me after all."
Su Tianyu was silent.
"People... Life... There are many things that cannot be helped..." Daxiong lowered his head and replied: "... I... I can't show you the warehouse anymore... Little Brother Yu."
Su Tianyu turned his head and didn't know what to say.
Wu's parents agreed, Daxiong himself agreed, and the Tang family was willing to pay. Everything has been arranged properly and seamlessly. What else can Su Tianyu say? It's meaningless to say anything.
The two were silent for a while, and Su Tianyu turned to look at Daxiong: "I'll save some money for you later, take good care of yourself."
Daxiong didn't reply, and looked at the floor with empty eyes.
Su Tianyu pushed the door and left, and he didn't know what kind of emotion he was in.
At the door of the office building, Bai Hongbo frowned and asked: "What did you say?"
"We reached a consensus privately, and Daxiong squatted."
"... Oh, it's fucking fucked!" Bai Hongbo sighed and cursed: "But it's normal, the world is like this. The three sisters of the Yu family live in different ways, and they live in different ways as prostitutes, and no one can get close to each other."
Bai Hongbo's words were like shit, smelly and disgusting, but no one refuted him.
...
At about nine o'clock in the morning, Daxiong was transferred to the police station. This time, Lao Yang personally gave him a confession, and his attitude was not so kind. He narrated the case with a serious expression throughout the whole process.
"You are the warehouse manager on the third floor, and you have to stay there every night." Old Yang smoked a cigarette, spoke slowly and clearly to Da Xiong: "Last night, you just went back and saw the deceased Qu Ying went to Tang Baiqing who was playing cards. The two had a quarrel and conflict because of emotional problems. You and Tang Baiqing knew each other before, so you chose to go downstairs to separate them. During the separation, Qu Ying was injected with illegal hallucinogenic drugs, and her emotions were out of control. She beat and scolded you, and hit you on the back with the hammer used to fix the boat bolts. You grabbed the hammer in the resistance and hit the other person's brain without subjective intention to kill..."
Da Xiong listened and did not respond.
"My police officer will take you to the police station hospital for a full body examination in a while. You must tell the doctor about the external injuries left by Qu Ying's beating. Do you understand what I mean?" Old Yang asked implicitly.
Da Xiong looked up at him.
"Cooperate with the doctor and check the external injuries." Old Yang reminded again.
In another room, Tang Baiqing sat on a chair and said to the law enforcement recorder: "Yes, Qu Ying hit me first, then Wu Shixiong came down to mediate, and she started fighting with the other party again. Because I spent a lot of money on Qu Ying, she might be a little afraid of me, so...she took it out on the worker Wu Shixiong, and I was always there to mediate..."
...
That night, after Tang Baiqing signed his confession, he was released by the police station and waited for the next summons.
9:30 pm.
In the police station hospital, Daxiong stood in the room where criminal suspects were detained and photographed for record, his eyes empty.
"Take off your clothes." The police officer shouted.
Daxiong took off his shirt and pants and stood in front of the wall where his height was measured wearing only a pair of shorts.
Under the bright light, Daxiong stood straight, revealing countless wounds of different sizes all over his body. There were burns from cigarette butts, long scars from belt whipping, and wounds as big as fingernails.
The scars were of different shades, some were black, some were brown, and they were probably not caused at the same time.
The police officer looked at him in confusion: "You...you...how did you do this?"
Daxiong did not respond.
"Hold up the personal information card and take a photo." The police officer ordered.
Daxiong picked up the card on the ground and held it under his chin expressionlessly.
The information card read.
Name: Wu Shixiong.
Gender: Male.
Household registration: Longcheng Zhanan District.
Age: 19 years old.
Crime: Suspected of murder.
Inside the house, the camera flash went on and off, and Daxiong stood in front of the wall, with no subtle expression on his face.
...
A week later, Tang Baiqing resumed his normal work because his father had already talked with the victim's family. Outsiders did not know how much money was spent.
On the first day of resuming work, Tang Baiqing was in a bad mood. He had just arrived at the unit and was about to take a nap when a leader of the Zhannan District Code Gang called him: "Baiqing, are you busy?"
"No, I'm at the unit. What's wrong?"
"Come out and get together?"
"I'm not in the mood."
"Oh, I'm at the door of your unit. Come out!" the other party invited.
Zhannan, Su's family.
Su Tianyu was sitting in the stone pavilion, chatting with his third sister, when Yu Mingyuan called.
"Hello?"
"The case is over, ready to receive the goods."
"Okay." Su Tianyu nodded.
Daxiong went in, but it would not affect any business at sea, and apart from Su Tianyu, Bai Hongbo and others, no one would pay attention to a mentally retarded little person.
...
On a certain island.
A man was sitting in a bar, whispering to another person: "My compensation and retirement pay will be coming soon, I will pay you back in a while."
"It's okay, haha!" The other person smiled and took a sip of wine: "Hey, have you contacted Su Dakeng recently?"