Not long after Hao Jinlai entered the interrogation room of the police station, he extinguished the details of the South Provincial Casino under the inquiry of a professional interrogation police officer.

At this point, the investigation into black casinos in the southern province quickly entered the normal investigation process after Song He started to emerge.

However, Hao Jinlai didn't know that although he seemed to be a victim, the punishment he had to face was comparable to that of a casino operator.

"Do you know how much it costs to renovate a criminal?"

After hearing what Song He did to Hao Jinlai, Wu Xuerui thought for a moment and asked back.

"I know." Song He nodded, thinking and said seriously: "Not to mention the relevant work of the police, procuratorate and judicial departments, the prison alone consumes an astonishing amount of financial resources in food, accommodation and related facilities during the detention of a prisoner, let alone the price paid by the supervisor."

"If all the money is finally calculated, every criminal who enters the prison will consume at least tens of thousands of yuan in material resources."

"That's right." Wu Xuerui nodded, looked at Song He seriously, and said slowly: "And the longer this person lives, the more resources he consumes in prison."

"Then you will answer me a question now. What is the real reason why you deliberately extend his sentence when Hao Jin came here?"

"Xiaoxue, isn't it a bit like this during the date..." Song He looked around casually, but when his eyes returned to his girlfriend's face, he found that Wu Xuerui was particularly serious and couldn't help but be stunned.

Wu Xuerui looked at Song He with a serious expression, quietly waiting for his answer.

Song He tilted his head and explained: "I want him to try his best to return to normal life. After all, he still has his wife and children. If he keeps betting after he comes out, it will involve many people."

"No." Wu Xuerui shook her head and sighed, looking at Song He with an unprecedented softness, full of heartache: "Song He, you haven't noticed that your condition is a bit wrong."

"Status..." Song He was puzzled: "...isn't it?"

Wu Xuerui took the initiative to hold Song He's hand and said softly: "When you deal with the matter of Hao Jin coming, you convinced yourself with the reasons you mentioned, thus increasing the punishment for the crime and sentence."

"Now, think about it carefully. When facing Hao Jin, did you feel a little sympathy or compassion for him in his true feelings?"

Song He felt the warmth that Wu Xuerui passed to him through her palms. He thought carefully for a moment and suddenly realized that when he faced Hao Jin, he had only pure disgust!

Moreover, in the subsequent arrangements, many of his measures were actually not practically helpful, but instead used the rules and his connections to impose many punishment measures on him!

Seeing that Song He realized the problem, Wu Xuerui felt relieved and said gently: "I don't deny that long-term detention and psychological counseling can indeed help Hao Jin get rid of the poison of gambling to a certain extent."

"But if you deal with it as you said, the punishment he may receive in these three years will be far more than you will give him."

Song He nodded and said in a deep voice: "When dealing with this matter, my anger seemed to be a little heavier."

"It's good to find out." Wu Xuerui's voice was pleasant, and she had a little joke in her tone: "At least it proves that you are still a living person."

Song He asked thoughtfully after hearing this: "This has happened in the police force?"

"Yes." Wu Xuerui's eyes flashed and explained: "And the more often a person deals with major cases, the more likely he is to have similar situations."

Song He understood as soon as he heard this, and laughed: "I didn't expect that negative emotions could accumulate in my heart."

"You may be better than ordinary people, but you have come into contact with more vicious cases than ordinary people." Wu Xuerui saw that Song He had already understood the reason, so she completely relieved: "And you haven't relaxed for a long time."

"So take a break and adjust your mindset."

Song He took a deep breath and exhaled hard, nodding and said, "It's time to adjust, but there is still something to do."

"I'll go with you." Wu Xuerui was extremely smart. She instantly guessed what Song He was going to do, so she took the initiative to take Song He's arm.

"Apology?" Fang Shengjie looked at Song He and Wu Xuerui who suddenly came to his home, and was a little confused.

Song He scratched his head and told the whole story.

"That's right." Fang Shengjie held his glasses and smiled without caring about his heart: "If the punishment is serious, then the worst thing is that your aunt will come forward to help him take care of his wife and children."

Song He apologized and said, "Sorry, Uncle Fang, I'm so tough."

"No wonder Hao Jinlai's wife said that his back teeth fell off!" Fang Ming, who was beside him, suddenly said: "You've been ruthless after a long time!"

"Am I so heavy?" Song He sighed, "It seems that he has to take a good rest for a few days."

"Rest?" Fang Ming's eyes rolled: "What are your plans?"

"Don't go!" Song He refused without hesitation.

Fang Ming glared: "I haven't said where I'm going yet!"

"If you don't go, you won't go." Song He said decisively: "The left and right are just the scene of the fighting competition. You will definitely buy the front row tickets. It is noisy, sweaty and smelly. If you are splashed by bloody saliva on the ring again, it will be disgusting to think about it and have no interest."

"That's called blood boiling!" Fang Ming defended in anger: "That's the exercise that men should watch!"

"You're right." Song He waved his hand: "But I don't think I'm a man enough, so I won't be with you."

After leaving Fang Ming's house, Wu Xuerui asked, "Have you thought about the vacation?"

"I originally wanted to go to Qindu Police Academy to take classes for two days, but now it's summer vacation." Song He thought of it, looked at Wu Xuerui with malicious intentions, and said with a wicked smile: "Let's just go for a honeymoon."

"Get out! I'm not as idle as you!" Wu Xuerui blushed in an instant.

Two days later, after settling down all the work in the case team, Song He put on his complete set of cycling equipment, rode a mountain bike he bought at a high price, chose a direction at will, and leisurely followed the highway to leave Yucheng.

Just when he chose to use cycling to relieve his anger, Sarah Boris, who was rescued from the crisis by a mixed-race man, was walking on the streets of New Town in Weiguo. After a while, he walked into a shop selling handicrafts.

"Hey, where are your boss?" Sarah Boris asked, snatching a clerk.

The clerk looked at her, pointed to the workroom deep in the store without caring about it, and then walked away.

Sarah Boris didn't hesitate and headed straight to the workplace.

Tuk tickled the door, and after a while, a man's voice came from it: "Come in."

Sarah Boris walked into the door and saw a thin and white-haired old man carved something in the bright light, with a focused look, and he didn't even look at the beautiful police officer who walked into the room.

"Hello, is it Mr. Eddie Lockhart?" Sarah Boris asked, stepping forward.

"If I say no, can you leave my studio?" The old man put down the unfinished sculpture in his hand, his eyes crossed the reading glasses, and his brow was staring at Sarah Boris.
Chapter completed!