The appeal was rejected and he was sent to the detention center that night.
"Tap tap tap...!" There was a sound of footsteps in the prison corridor. A middle-aged man wearing an oil-stained twist chef's uniform, with a handkerchief around his neck, was holding a large pot of steamed, half-cooked rice in his hands.
He shouted: "305! Make rice!"
"Put it down!!" Zuoban listened to the shouts outside, put down the novel in his hand, and shouted inside the room.
As soon as he finished shouting, the more than twenty prisoners awaiting trial in the room stood up in an orderly manner, and then tiptoed to their respective positions. One of the two prisoners serving the trough was spreading the tablecloth, and the other was holding a tablecloth.
The little basin walked to the small square opening next to the dog hole, squatted down, and stuffed the basin into the small opening. The cook who delivered the food outside opened the iron door of the small opening and started to cook the rice with a spoon.
"Tao, what do you want to eat? Order some spareribs?!" asked Hong Tao, looking at him with a smile.
"I'm not hungry, just order! I'll get some food!" Hong Tao lowered his head and was silent for a long time before getting ready to go down to the bunk.
"...When you leave, there will be a loud bang! You can hear it from outside the door!" The supervisor pointed to the shackles on Hong Tao's feet and whispered.
"It's okay, just give me a hand!"
"...!" The waiter was silent for a moment, then helped Hong Tao up, carefully got off the bunk, and reached the small opening where the food was served.
"Peng!"
The prisoner kicked the buttocks of the prisoner who had been beaten, and with a wink, the two got back on the bunks. After Hong Tao squatted on the ground, he took out a bowl of cooked rice, placed it next to his feet, and changed it to another
Pen said: "I'm hungry, prepare more, Master Li!"
Master Li followed the gap in the mouth, glanced at Hong Tao, nodded, picked up the spoon and started to fill the rice.
"I have retracted my confession! The court rejected the appeal and launched a supplementary investigation!!" Hong Tao whispered to himself.
Master Li continued to cook as if he didn't hear anything.
"I have never been threatened by anyone in my life. Tell Wang Mumu and Li Meng that I have done everything I should do! But I did not retract my confession because they had the CD in their hands, and it was not because the CD contained scenes of my father!
! If you tell them this, they will understand what it means!!" Hong Tao whispered again.
"The rice is too hard, so soak it in some water and eat it, otherwise it won't hurt your stomach! The rice is gone, I'll get another basin!" The cook said calmly, stood up and walked away with the empty basin.
.......
Forty minutes later, Wang Mumu received a call from Hu Guyu.
"Hong Tao retracted his confession! The court rejected the appeal and requested supplementary investigation!" Hu Guyu said straight to the point.
"I know!" Wang Mumu was silent for a moment and then responded.
"Hong Tao has sent a message! It is said that he retracted his confession not only because you have the CD in your hands, but also because the CD contains the scene of Xiao Hei!" Hu Guyu added.
"...He is still afraid that I will take out the CD and play the emotional card with me! Take the time to write him a reply! Say that I thank him! I really thank him!" Wang Mumu said in a serious tone.
"Um!"
"Can you... let me meet Weiwei?" Wang Mumu took a long breath and asked, knowing that he couldn't do anything.
"I can't even see you, how can you see me?" Hu Guyu asked helplessly.
"Well, thank you, Lao Hu!"
"Haha, I'm trying my best, and that's all I can do to help! If you have anything, please call me!" Hu Guyu said and hung up the phone.
.......
In the Tibetan area, a bonfire was crackling outside the door of a simple shack. Wang Mumu put down his cell phone, buried his face in his rough hands, raised his head suddenly, picked up the wine glass, and said to Li Meng and Zheng Wei: "Come on!! Do it!"
Got it!"
"Gudong, gudong!"
The three of them drank like crazy. They drank an unknown amount and for an unknown period of time. Li Meng lay on the snow, staring blankly at the stars in the sky, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mu...
What’s wrong with you?"
Wang Mumu's triangular eyes were filled with crystal tears, and the bonfire was imprinted on his cheeks full of stubble. He was staring at an unknown direction thousands of miles northeast, and murmured: "I miss Weiwei...Brother."
, do you think I can still see him?"
"...!" Li Meng was speechless and closed his eyes.
"Gudong, gudong!"
Wang Mumu didn't ask any more questions, grabbed the wine bottle, and continued to drink heavily. The spicy liquid made Wang Mumu cough, and the white wine poured out from the corners of his mouth, mixed with the tears falling from his eyes, and slowly flowed down his neck...
..
...
The supplementary investigation period of more than a month passed quickly. During this period, it was no longer Zhen Zhi's interrogation, but the interrogation and confession conducted by the public security bureau where the case belonged.
After the materials were handed over to the procuratorate, we received the indictment. This time, my indictment was not accused of killing Zigang, and Brother Xu’s indictment was also missing the indictment about instigating Zhang Wei and I to kill Xiaodai.
case.
Obviously, after Hong Tao recanted his confession, a very important part of the evidence chain was missing. The claim that Brother Xu had instructed me and Zhang Wei to kill Xiao Dai was purely a frame-up by Zhen Zhi.
It is true that Zigang died at my hands, but the people who witnessed the fight in the unfinished building at that time were already dead and running away, and there was no one left. Moreover, Zigang's body had been cremated long ago, so there was no way to verify it.
...
When the court was held this time, the sky was clear and there were no heart-breaking snowflakes. Moreover, it was less than two weeks before the New Year, and the strong flavor of the New Year was already filling the streets and alleys. The escort vehicle shuttled through the streets, and I could
I can clearly see that everyone’s faces on the street are filled with smiles and joy, but these are destined to have nothing to do with me.
More than 20 of us stood side by side in the defendant's dock. We all had a tacit understanding today and were all dressed neatly. Especially Hong Tao, who wore a brand-new uniform today, with the number still being 0001.
Zhang Wei saw that the parents who were present had very awkward expressions and their hands were hanging in the air, obviously not knowing how to place them.
Brother Xu kept his head down, his expression dull.
My parents also came and sat with Hong Xin. They also had numb expressions and seemed to still be unable to believe that their son was standing in the middle of the courtroom.
The ignorant Fanfan, with fluid flowing from his mouth and an innocent smile on his face, sat in Xinxin's arms, clapped his hands, pointed at me in the center of the courtroom and said, "Dad...Dad.
..!”
I turned my back to them, and my heart felt like a knife!
Soon the procuratorate began to read out the indictment. During the court investigation, the presiding judge began to verify the confessions, verify the evidence provided by the procuratorate, and ask us questions. I have forgotten how I answered at that time, because Fanfan’s shouts and laughter kept hearing in my ears.
Voice.
I don't know how long it took.
"Everyone stand up!!" the trial station shouted.
"Wow!"
Everyone stood up.
"In March XX, XX... this court officially accepted the criminal cases involving Zhang Wei and Hong Tao involved in gangs. After trial, this court made the following judgment. The judgment is now read out.