In the morning, before the Zhanan District Police Superintendent officially went to work, a taxi stopped in front of the criminal office building.
Wu's father pushed open the car door, took his wife, and walked out with a curse: "I'll say that he will do something sooner or later. What about now? You really agreed with what I said. This fool will let you go."
People don’t even know it after selling it.”
"What's going on? How come our son is still in danger of losing his life?" Wu's mother followed behind with some worry.
"Who the hell knows?" Father Wu's eyes turned red with anger, and he walked into the office building with his hands behind his back.
In the lobby, two police officers on duty had just changed their clothes and were preparing to go home.
"I'm looking for the police officer named Yang. Which floor is he on?" Wu's father asked the two of them in a loud voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Yang, who was chatting with others on the first floor, immediately came over with a smile: "Are you Wu Shixiong's father?"
"Yes." When Father Wu saw the other person extending his palm, he shook it and said, "What's wrong with my child?!"
"He...he's fine." Lao Yang paused, pulled the other person and said, "That's right, we have to take him back to the police station later. Come on, buddy, let's come out and talk."
Wu's father was a little surprised when he came out to talk. He looked at the other party and asked, "Where can we talk?"
"You come out first." Lao Yang greeted the other party with a smile.
Although Wu's father and Wu's mother had doubts, they still followed each other out of the building.
"That's right, there is another person involved in this case." Lao Yang handed Wu's father a cigarette and said softly: "The parents of the person involved want to talk to you."
"What do I have to talk to them about? My son committed a crime?" Father Wu asked cautiously.
"They're all in the same case, it's good to talk first." Lao Yang replied vaguely, reaching out and waving his hand not far away: "Brother, you talk to them first, and when you're done, you can find them again.
I."
"No...!" Wu's father was a little confused and wanted to ask more questions.
Lao Yang smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm here, what else can happen? You listen to me, you talk to him first, and then we talk about the case. Don't worry, your son is fine.
What a big problem."
While the two were talking, Tang's father's car had already driven over, parked on the side of the road and opened the door.
Wu's father hesitated for a moment and could only listen to the case handler's words, and then got into Tang's father's car with his wife.
At this time, only Tang's father and his driver were in the car, and everyone else had already left.
"Drive further away, I'll have a chat with this old buddy." Father Tang ordered as he sat in the middle row seat.
"Okay." The driver responded, took the steering wheel and drove away.
…
Five minutes later, the car parked in the parking lot of a large supermarket. The driver sensibly opened the door and walked out to smoke.
"What are we talking about?" Wu's father asked the other party directly.
Father Tang turned to look at him: "Do your three children live in Tufang Street?"
Father Wu was startled: "What's wrong?"
"My son is a coast guard. He is only in his early thirties this year. If nothing else happens, he can become a squadron leader before he is thirty-five, and he can reach the rank of deputy director before he is forty. It should not be a big problem." Tang's father said.
With a solemn expression, he took out his cigarette case and handed one to Father Wu.
"What do you mean by this?" Father Wu didn't answer.
"The woman who died was beaten, and she was given an injection before she died. She was unconscious." Father Tang held a cigarette and stared at Wu Shixiong's parents: "This case can be classified as self-defense or negligence."
Cause death, thank you. As you can see, I have some friends in the police station, so whoever bears the consequences will not be sentenced too harshly, more than three years, less than ten years is about right.
If the criminal suspect is mentally retarded or mentally ill, the sentence will be shorter."
When Wu's father heard this, he roughly understood what the other party meant: "What do you want to do by riding on the horse, asking me to sell my son?"
"Can we talk?" Father Tang asked.
"Talk about Nima coins!" Wu's father stretched out his hand to pull the car door.
"Fifty thousand a year!" Tang's father shouted.
Wu's father's hand was on the door handle at this moment. He listened to the other party's words and replied coldly: "I will give you fifty thousand, can you sell your son?"
"I don't lack fifty thousand, but you do!" Tang's father lit a cigarette.
Wu's father didn't say a word and just opened the car door.
"Snapped!"
Tang's father reached out and grabbed the other person's arm.
"Get off your horse and let me go!" Wu's father was a little anxious.
Father Tang held him with his right hand, staring at his cheek with his eyes, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He turned around and used his left hand to lift up a piece of white cloth on the aisle of the back seat.
"Whoa!"
The white cloth was pulled away, and a black plastic bag filled with money appeared in front of Wu Shixiong's father.
It was raining outside and the light inside the car was very dim, but the money in the bag seemed to be emitting some kind of light.
"One hundred thousand a year! You get the benefits, and I'll protect my son's future, okay?" Tang's father asked.
Wu Shixiong's father grabbed the car door handle and twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Brother, your son has an intellectual disability. Even if he helps people pick up goods at sea 24 hours a day, he may not be able to earn hundreds of thousands in half a lifetime." Tang's father said in a hoarse voice: "In exchange for some money, isn't that right?
It will be more affordable!”
Ten minutes later, the car returned to the door of the case building, and Wu's father and mother got out of the car with extremely complicated expressions.
Lao Yang smiled and asked: "Are you done talking?"
Father Wu looked at him, motionless.
In the lobby of the office building, Su Tianyu bent down and asked the police officer: "Can we see Wu Shixiong now?"
"Can't see you."
"...He has nothing to do with the case, right?" Su Tianyu asked strangely.
"We can't see you then, just go out and wait." The other party replied impatiently.
Su Tianyu glanced at the other party and did not ask any more questions. He turned to Bai Hongbo and said, "Let's go, go out first."
"It's really weird. Why can't a witness be seen?" Bai Hongbo also cursed in annoyance: "Fuck, this is the virtue of the grassroots, using chicken feathers as arrows."
Everyone felt really strange, but because it was an interview, they couldn't get involved, so Su Tianyu and others returned to the car outside to wait.
…
On the third floor, information room.
The big bear yawned and was picking his nose out of boredom.
"Bang!"
The door opened, and Lao Yang came in with his father and mother Wu.
"Let's talk." Lao Yang said, turned and left.
In the surveillance room, a police officer turned off all the cameras in the inquiry room and wrote in the record book: Morning shift, surveillance maintenance.
In the inquiry room, Daxiong looked at his parents dumbfounded: "You...why are you here?"
Father Wu looked at him, his eyes a little dull, and he didn't respond for a while.
Mother Wu's eyes were red and she turned her head away.
"...Son!" Father Wu bent over and sat on the chair, rubbed his cheeks vigorously, and said in a trembling voice: "...You...can you take over this case for me?"
From the beginning of his memory, this was the first time Wu Shixiong heard his father call him son. In the past, he was called "silly son" or "youngest son".