Jia Hekai shook his right arm a few times and said with moist eyes: "It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you, Liu Gen."
"You just said that your father is in the hospital. What is his illness?" Liu Gen asked.
"The doctor said it was inguinal lymphoma. If it is not removed in time, it will metastasize, otherwise we won't live long... But my mother and I sold everything we could at home, but we still couldn't raise the required surgery fees, and the hospital wouldn't perform the surgery... At the construction site
No matter what, I can't get back the wages owed to me... If I don't get enough money within two days, the hospital will kick my dad out... I have no choice but to..." Jia Hekai said intermittently with runny noses and tears.
Liu Gen thought of his father, who had been suffering from liver disease for many years. Because his family was poor and had no money, medical treatment was delayed and he developed cirrhosis of the liver.
"Which hospital is it in?" Liu Gen asked casually.
"Provincial People's Hospital." Jia Hekai wiped his nose with the back of his hand and said sadly: "I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to see my dad again... Wuwu..."
"Agui, take him to the car. After a while, Sister Wang will record Liu Gen's confession, prepare all the materials and send them to the detention center." said the tall patrolman.
The short patrolman put the handcuffs on Jia Hekai again: "Let's go, it's too late to regret now!"
"Liu Gen, I'm sorry..." Jia Hekai walked to the door, turned around, and bowed to Liu Gen.
Liu Gen was in a terrible mood, not because of the scars on his face, but because of what Jia Hekai had just said. He began to doubt whether he had done the right thing in catching Jia Hekai.
"Liu Gen, come and sit down quickly and tell me what happened in detail." The female police officer surnamed Wang urged Liu Gen to record a confession.
The tall patrol officer lit a cigarette and said to the female police officer: "Sister Wang, I want to go to the hospital to take a X-ray. Just now Dr. Zhang said that there may be a bone fracture and asked me to go and make a diagnosis. I have to trouble Wang more about things here."
Sister, call me if you need anything." After saying that, he glanced at Liu Gen, with a wry smile on his lips, and without saying anything, he walked out with the support of the policeman who helped him in.
Liu Gen sat on the stool opposite the female police officer and thought about what to say. Just as he was about to speak, Xia Yang walked in and handed Liu Gen the ticket, notice and change.
"There are more people queuing up to buy tickets at the ticket office than just now. If it hadn't been for Sister Wang's help, I might not have been able to buy a hard sleeper tomorrow. It's scary to think about taking a hard seat on a train for two days and two nights." Xia Yang told her daughter.
The policeman thanked him and then asked: "Sister Wang, have you finished recording your confession?"
"It's not over yet. You have grandparents to take care of at home. Take a closer look. If there are no problems, sign your name here, press your fingerprints, and you can go back." The female police officer said, taking some unknown pictures from the printer.
When the confession was printed, he handed it to Xia Yang and pointed to the place where he wanted to sign and fingerprint.
"Don't worry, I'll wait until Brother Liu Gen finishes recording his confession before leaving." Xia Yang signed on the signature place, then dipped his finger in ink pad and put his fingerprint on his name.
"Liu Gen, say." The female police officer urged Liu Gen again.
Liu Gen coughed lightly and opened his mouth to say: "I have nothing to say, and I didn't catch anyone. It was Jia Hekai who came to surrender himself." He thought of what the tall patrolman at the door said just now, "I hope you surrender."
talk.
"Brother Liu Gen... how are you... excusing that robber... that... he stabbed you in the face with a knife..." Xia Yang's eyes widened in disbelief and he stammered.
"Liu Gen, were you moved by what the robber just said? How could you believe what that kind of person said?" The female police officer was also surprised. She did not expect that Liu Gen would help the robber to absolve him of his guilt.
"I didn't catch him, and he didn't stab me." Liu Gen glanced at the surprised Xia Yang and replied.
Xia Yang stood up from the stool, looked at Liu Gen and said, "Many people have seen it. The knife wound on your face is irrefutable evidence. How can you say he didn't stab you? And it was obviously you who caught him..."
"The wound on my face was accidentally scratched by me. It has nothing to do with Jia Hekai. What I told is the truth." Liu Gen looked at the female police officer and said.
"It's useless, Liu Gen. That switchblade is the most powerful physical evidence. I know you want Jia Hekai to get a lighter sentence and let him spend a few less years in jail." The female police officer shook her head and said.
"That knife is mine." Liu Gen's answer left the female police officer speechless.
"Brother Liu Gen..." Xia Yang was anxious.
"You don't need to say anything else. What happened is what I just said. The knife is mine, I cut the face myself, and I didn't catch anyone." Liu Gen interrupted Xia Yang.
"What's wrong with you? Brother Liu Gen!" Xia Yang looked at Liu Gen in surprise and said, "He is a social scum! A few more years in prison would be good for society. Scum like him! Shouldn't live in this world.
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"I believe that Jia Hekai is not a social scum, nor is he a scumbag. He did what he did to save his sick father! What would you do if your father was seriously ill and the hospital refused to treat him because he had no money? Can you bear it?
"Watching your father die like that?" Liu Gen asked Xia Yang, looking a little excited.
"He could have used other methods, such as borrowing money, working to earn money, etc. But he had to go to the extreme and use robbery to save his father?" Xia Yang argued.
"If he had extra means, could he do that? Didn't you hear that he sold everything he could sell at home, and he still couldn't get the wages from his part-time job? Oh... By the way, you didn't hear that." Liu Gen.
Thinking of the time when Jia Hekai cried and said those words, Xia Yang was not there: "And after I caught up with him, I heard him say that he hadn't eaten well in two days..." Liu Gen seemed to be talking to himself, and suddenly,
He stood up and hurriedly ran out of the interrogation room.
Xia Yang and the female police officer were both puzzled. The female police officer stood up and shouted: "Liu Gen..."
Xia Yang shouted: "Brother Liu Gen..." and ran out.
Liu Gen ran out of the train station building, stood at the door and glanced to the left and right. He saw a police car parked in the right corner, and he ran towards the police car.
The short patrolman took Jia Hekai to the police car, where he waited for Liu Gen to finish recording his confession and then took the materials before sending him to the detention center.
Jia Hekai was locked in a rear compartment with a guardrail. His left hand was handcuffed to the steel bars of the guardrail, like a gibbon hanging on a branch. He sat in the carriage with his feet drawn up and his head buried in his hands.
Between the knees, the body was sobbing.
The short patrolman was sitting in the passenger seat, and the car's air conditioner was turned to maximum. The song "Meet Me in 1998" that Faye Wong and Na Ying sang at the 1998 Spring Festival Gala faintly drifted out from the car window, which was not very tight.
Liu Gen knocked on the car window, and the short patrolman rolled down the window and asked, "Have you finished recording your confession?"
"I want to talk to him." Liu Gen pointed at Jia Hekai in the trunk and said.
When Jia Hekai heard Liu Gen's voice, he lifted his head from his knees and turned towards the passenger window. He saw Liu Gen standing outside the window with his head bent and bowed.
"What do you have to say to him? After recording the confession, you have nothing to do. Go ahead and do what you have to do. Stop making trouble!" After finishing speaking, the short patrolman rolled up the car window.
Xia Yang walked over quickly, glanced at Jia Hekai in the back car, and asked Liu Gen: "Brother Liu Gen, what are you doing?"
Liu Gen ignored Xia Yang, straightened up, glanced at the bun vendor not far away, and trotted over.
Xia Yang also ran forward and heard Liu Gen ask the aunt selling steamed buns: "Is there any mutton stuffing?"
The aunt selling steamed buns replied: "Yes, how many do you want?"
"Ten of them," Liu Gen replied, without asking the price.
The lady selling steamed buns opened the steamer, used a pair of chopsticks to pick up the steaming, fat, white steamed buns and stuffed them into a white plastic bag.
"How much is the total?" Xia Yang took out his wallet from his bag and asked.
"Two dollars each, ten and twenty," the aunt replied.
Xia Yang took out a one hundred yuan note from his wallet and handed it over. The aunt put down her chopsticks and reached out to take it.
Liu Gen hurriedly pulled away Xia Yang's hand that handed him the money, took out the change that Xia Yang had just gotten from buying a ticket from his trouser pocket, counted two ten-yuan bills and handed them to the aunt: "I have some change here."
Xia Yang used his elbow to block Liu Gen's hand that handed him the money and said, "Auntie, don't accept his money." He pushed the hundred-yuan note into the aunt's hand.
"It's really rare for a girl to rush to help pay for a boy. Seeing that the girl knows how to care about the boy, I will take the girl's money today. Haha..." The aunt was like a referee and refused to accept Liu Gen's change.
He took the hundred yuan from Xia Yang's hand and started to give her change. He kept saying, "Brother, you are so lucky to have found such a charming girl with such a good heart. How can you
You should love others well."
Liu Gen and Xia Yang were embarrassed and lowered their heads when the aunt selling steamed buns said so. Xia Yang blushed even more and did not dare to look at Liu Gen.
"You two match each other very well. The boy is strong and the girl is pretty. Here, girl, I'm looking for you." The aunt handed Xia Yang the change and handed the plastic bag with the buns to Liu Gen: "This is the authentic one.
Ma Po Po’s mutton buns from the provincial capital have thin skin and lots of stuffing, and when you take a bite, oil will flow from the corners of your mouth..."
Neither of them listened to what the bun-selling aunt said next. They each jumped up and down like little rabbits in their hearts and walked side by side back to the police car.
The short patrolman heard Liu Gen knocking on the car window again and rolled down the window impatiently: "You are so..."
"Please pass these buns to him." Liu Gen said before the short patrolman finished speaking, passing the buns in the plastic bag he was carrying through the car window.
The short patrolman glanced at the buns, his throat slid, and he seemed to smell the fragrance of the buns, and his mouth watered, but he did not reach out to take it.
"If you commit a heinous crime, you should be fed." Only then did Xia Yang know that Liu Gen bought the buns for Jia Hekai. Seeing the indifferent expression of the short patrolman, he helped Liu Gen.
The short patrolman then opened the door, stepped out of the car, took out his keys, and opened the rear door.
Liu Gen handed the bun to Jia Hekai and said, "Take it and eat it quickly."
Jia Hekai's eyes were already red from crying, and there were still tears hanging in his eyes. He glanced at the bun in Liu Gen's hand, sniffed, stretched out his right hand, said nothing, choked with sobs, took the plastic bag, and put it on his knees.
He took a bun from the plastic bag and stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite. Tears flowed down his face and he swallowed it into his stomach together with the bun in his mouth.