The middle-aged husband said that his surname was He and his name was He Cai. He was from Duanshan County, Yunhe City, northeastern.

Both husband and wife were farmers and had a happy family. They were both obedient and filial. However, two years ago, their son He Guanghui suddenly became a suspect in rape and murder and was arrested by judicial authorities. Five months later, he was sentenced to death by Yunhe City Court and approved by the Provincial High Court.

They did not believe that their son would commit crimes, nor did they believe that their son would become a rape and murderer, but no matter how they argued, He Cai was eventually shot.

In the past two years, they have been complaining to the superior judicial authorities, hoping to give them justice.

His wife's eyes were just crying.

Now, they have no relatives in Yuanping City and can only rely on their skills to make a living.

It can be seen that the middle-aged man is a dull man and is very unfamiliar with expressing himself. Such a thrilling thing turned into a few dry words from his mouth. Even when he talked about his son He Guanghui being executed, there was no emotional fluctuation.

Of course, it was not that he had no feelings for his son, but that he had been numb because he had repeated this matter too many times.

For him, this was just a mechanical repetition.

"Is this true? Is it really wronged?"

Ye Xiaotong was stunned. He Cai and his wife were covered in sorrow, and looked at Yan Feiyang again, asking in a low voice, his voice a little trembling and hoarse, and he felt that something was blocking his chest. For a moment, he even breathed a little uncomfortable.

Women are born to admire the strong and sympathize with the weak.

Ye Xiaotong had already believed his words because He Cai and his wife were so honest and so sad.

Most of the onlookers believed what he said.

"I have heard of this case, and many people are saying that it's really unfair..."

Among the onlookers, someone spoke.

As for whether what he said was the truth, it is naturally unknown.

“It’s so pitiful…”

A burst of sighs came from the crowd.

Yan Feiyang frowned even more.

I don’t know what happened, but during this period, he seemed to have a special fate with the "murder suspect". Wei Zhou’s case was still hanging. With Zhong Jun’s death, the case was completely deadlocked. Although there were different voices within the judicial authorities, it believed that the evidence for Hu Jing’s murder case was insufficient. Hu Jing should not be detained, and Hu Jing should be lifted as soon as possible. But more people were even more determined to send Hu Jing to the guillotine.

The two murderers, one died and the other was released, how can they explain this case to the general public?

As for Zhong Jun, he has been characterized as suicide.

This is true. Yan Feiyang and the others witnessed with their own eyes that Zhong Jun committed suicide by taking poison. Although the thunderous attack of Master Yan Qi completely collapsed his chest, Zhong Jun did die of taking poison.

Mao Xianfeng and the others obviously did not intend to continue pursuing the heavy blow that Zhong Jun suffered before his death.

On the one hand, Weizhou City has insufficient police force, and on the other hand, there are almost no clues, and it is impossible to investigate. As long as Zhong Jun's suicide is certain, that's fine.

The case was gone, and another murder case was encountered in Yuanping City. Moreover, the criminal's father vowed that he had been wronged.

Unfortunately, Yan Feiyang couldn't see his appearance, otherwise he would really want to check whether he had collided with some evil spirit during this period!

After He Cai finished speaking, he held the erhu and pulled it up squeakingly.

As a musical instrument, the sound of the erhu is still a bit monotonous, and He Cai’s heart is sad, and the tunes he pulls out are also a path of sadness. After hearing a few words, some people couldn’t help crying and took out money and put them in the canvas bag he opened in front of him.

Although his wife couldn't see her eyes, she could sense the movements of these people. She kept nodding and saying thank you, and occasionally reached out to wipe her tears. Her miserable appearance was even more sad.

Ye Xiaotong stood up, took out two hundred-dollar bills from the small bag she carried with her, walked to the blind woman, bent down, and gently put them in the canvas shoulder bag.

Since Xinda Company and the Champion Nightclub reopened and got on track, the Ye family's economic situation has improved greatly. When Ye Xiaotong came to the provincial capital for competition, Zhou Danqing not only prepared a bank card for her daughter to withdraw cash in the provincial capital, but also prepared a large amount of cash.

If his daughter goes out alone, Zhou Danqing will never dare to put so much cash in her bag. Isn’t she with Yan Feiyang?

Then don’t worry!

Seeing this scene, the crowd immediately exclaimed.

In 2001, the monthly income of ordinary employees in Yuanping City was only four or five hundred yuan, and the little girl made 200 yuan at one move, which was really a big deal.

He Cai turned his head and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment. Erhu stopped, hurriedly called Ye Xiaotong, blushed, and said in a vain: "Sister, this... there are too many of this, not good... let's not..."

As he said that, he took out the two hundred-dollar bills from his bag and returned them to Ye Xiaotong.

It is not the first time he has been selling his art in this provincial capital. Generally speaking, he receives a lot of tickets, and it is a lot of tickets worth one or two yuan. It is very rare for tickets worth more than five yuan.

After all, the lives of ordinary citizens are tight and no one is well-off.

As for the 100-yuan bill, this is the first time he has seen it, not to mention that Ye Xiaotong gave two in one breath.

A person like He Cai was almost scared.

"I gave it to you, just take it..."

Ye Xiaotong's face was red, and her soft and plump breasts kept rising and falling. It was obvious that she was also in a certain excitement. Whether it was a boy or a girl, once she was excited about heroism, this was often the case.

"Hold it, hold it, people have money..."

The onlookers next to them started to cheer.

"Oh, who's making noise here? Get out of here..."

At this moment, a slutty voice sounded, and then the onlookers were opened to both sides. Several young men, who were second-rate, strode in. The eyes swept back and forth on Ye Xiaotong for a few times before landing on He Cai, and then another strange scream was heard.

"Old guy, it's you!"

From this tone, they are still acquaintances.

"We are looking for you all over the world. It turns out that you are hiding here. Hehe, okay, go and go back with us."

The second-rate man in the lead had a tuft of curly hair, which was tall and big. He had a dragon tattoo on his exposed arm, which was so green that it was so miserable that he was so crazy.

At this stage, the southern island city is launching a large number of black gangster movies. The body is shaking when walking, long hair, clothes are spread out, breasts are exposed, and the belly is tattooed with strange things like the eagle and blue dragon on its arms. The gangsters who are extremely sensational have become the "idols" of most gangsters.

No matter where you go, as long as you are a gangster, such people are indispensable.

If you can't learn anything else, you can still carve something on your hands and body to scare the timid people.

As soon as he saw these people, He Cai was frightened and retreated repeatedly. His wife even groped and stood up, holding He Cai's arm tightly, with her empty eyes wide open, as if she was trying hard to see the people in front of her clearly.

"Yo, there is so much money left? Who gave it? Ah? Who gave it?"

Curly hair screamed a few times, her eyes fell on Ye Xiaotong's face again, and her expression became hippie and smiling.

"Little sister, did you give this money to him? You are really rich... I tell you, you are funding these bad guys! This is illegal!"

The onlookers suddenly laughed "bang".

The street gangster who was tattooed like this, even said that others were "bad elements" and talked about "laws". There is really nothing more funny in the world than this.

"What are you laughing at? What's funny? Hello, what about you? It's funny, right?"

Curly eyes glared, and then pointed at a young man in the crowd, pouted his mouth, and showed a cannibal expression like "I believe you if I dare to laugh or not."

The gangsters who were with him also acted like they wanted to eat people together.

The young man was immediately frightened, immediately shrank his head, hid in the crowd, and ran away secretly.

"You know your identity!"

Seeing this, Curly Hair became even more proud, turned her head and looked at Ye Xiaotong again, with unconcealed greed and lustful in her eyes.

If you want these bastards to talk about the demeanor, it is a daydream.

"Why are they bad guys? Why are they illegal?"

Ye Xiaotong asked back.

When Curly heard this, she immediately said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that I came from another place. Little sister, let me guess, you came from the south, right? Wei Zhou's?"

I have to say that this guy still has certain expertise in distinguishing accents. That's probably the only skill.

"Don't worry about where I am. I'll ask you, why are they bad guys and why are they illegal?"

If it were normal times, Ye Xiaotong would have left in a hurry. At this moment, Yan Feiyang was there, she would not be afraid of anyone.

"Okay, I'll tell you. Do you know that his son is a murderer!"

"My son is not a murderer, he is wronged..."

He Cai murmured to himself and made a defense.

"Bang!"

Curly hair suddenly raised her hand and slapped He Cai in the face.

Everyone was stunned by the slap. Not only did He Cai cover his face and stand there, but the onlookers suddenly stopped the sound and stared at Curly Hair. The originally noisy environment suddenly became very quiet.

"What's wrong? Your son is a murderer or a rape murderer? The court sentenced him. Would you be wronged? If you don't do serious work all day long, you will know that you complain everywhere. This is disrupting social order. Do you understand? It's terrible to have no culture!"

Curly hair slapped everyone, became more proud, and started yelling with her neck.

"Do you know what I do? I belong to the Joint Defense Team!"

"My duty is to arrest all the bad elements who disrupt social order and teach them a lesson!"

"Who are you unwilling to accept it? Stand out for me!" (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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