2-27 I promise everything you want, even if it is me
When Wang Wenjun's case came to trial, Liu Ziguang had already served as the Youth League branch secretary of the Mechanical Vocational High School and was specially hired as a moral education teacher. The substitute fee for each class was 100 yuan, which made him a university associate professor.
The principal of Mechanical Vocational High School is a very shrewd person. Liu Ziguang knows better than anyone who he is. Inviting such a person here is to calm the students and stop them from messing around in the school. It can also deter the social gangsters outside. But Boss Liu is covering this place.
If you want to mess around with the territory, you have to weigh it carefully.
The principal's abacus was good. Liu Ziguang gave him a letter of appointment as secretary of the Youth League committee for this small weakness, and he was so happy that he didn't know what to do. So he rode his bicycle to the Mechanical Vocational High School to play basketball and hold up a few parallel bars.
He is approachable and gets along well with the students, and the campus atmosphere naturally improves.
This is very painful, but Ma Shengli is mute and can't even tell others about his suffering. However, the Youth League Secretary invited by the school has a bad relationship with you, and he can't find any fault even if he doesn't. Fortunately, Liu Ziguang didn't do anything else except
Everything except the school monopoly is still under the control of Brother Shengli.
Wang Wenjun's case was not considered a major and difficult case and was quickly handed over to the prosecutor. Since Bei Xiaoshuai's life was not in danger and he did not file for civil compensation, the hospital issued another minor injury report. The public security agency also said some good things about the criminal.
He was still an 18-year-old child and based on the principle of treating illnesses and saving lives, the prosecutor did not act harshly.
The case of Wang Wenjun's intentional injury is being heard in the criminal court hall of Jiang'an District People's Court. Wang Wenjun is a student and his family is poor, so the court appointed a lawyer from the Judicial Assistance Center to defend him. There is no suspense in the trial process. In the auditorium, except for Wang Wenjun's family members,
In addition, there were teachers and classmates from the Mechanical Vocational High School. In view of the great impact of this case on young people, students from Chenguang Changzidi Middle School were also organized to attend.
Liu Ziguang was the secretary of the Youth League Committee of the Mechanical Vocational High School and the external counselor of the Children's Middle School. He sat in an inconspicuous corner of the last row and watched Wang Wenjun being escorted up by the bailiff.
At this time, the unruly young man's eyes had lost the vindictiveness he once had. He was wearing an orange vest with a shaved scalp and the words "Taolin Detention Center" in small letters on it.
Wang Wenjun's parents were sitting in the first row of the auditorium, watching helplessly as their son was being led up in handcuffs. His face was thinner than before, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was mentally depressed. The old couple couldn't help sobbing, but they didn't dare to cry in the solemn court.
Wang Wenjun had no choice but to hold back his emotions. Seeing his old parents sitting there, Wang Wenjun felt sad in his heart.
Because of a moment of confusion, I took risks and embarked on a criminal path. Holding a controlled knife and stabbing others to serious injuries was a serious crime. I heard from the old guys in the detention center who had recently entered the palace that the minimum sentence was three years, which was too much, and it could be five years.
After five years of youth, he will be twenty-three years old after he comes out. The most precious years will be spent in prison. Wang Wenjun's regretful mood is indescribable. His heart is filled with regret and despair.
The trial process was very boring, consisting of lengthy readings. Liu Ziguang was bored and walked out of the court to smoke outside. He happened to see female police officer Hu Rong. She was wearing khaki overalls, a black T-shirt, short sunglasses, and she looked extremely capable in the parking lot in the distance.
A Grand Cherokee was parked quietly. It was Officer Hu's car.
Wang Wenjun's case was the first case that Hu Rong handled after becoming a policewoman. It only took ** time to solve the case. The reputation of the "Flower of Detectives" has begun to spread. Of course, Hu Rong doesn't care about the vanity. What she cares about is the mistakes.
So when Liu Ziguang called Wang Wenjun to plead for mercy, she readily agreed.
In the corridor outside the criminal court, the two met again and passed each other like strangers. Suddenly Liu Ziguang stopped and said, "Thank you."
Hu Rong also stood still and said without looking back: "I'm not helping you, I'm helping that child. Remember, don't test the law by yourself, otherwise I will arrest you personally."
Liu Ziguang said teasingly: "Okay, okay, look, you used to be more friendly to the people when you were at the police station. Now that you are a police officer, you have learned to act cool. You have a straight face all day long, as if someone owes you two thousand yuan. It's boring."
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Hu Rong turned back angrily: "You!"
Liu Ziguang shrugged his shoulders and walked away.
An hour later, Wang Wenjun's case of intentional wounding was pronounced. The judge used his discretion and sentenced Wang Wenjun to one year and six months in prison. When the verdict came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This result was much lighter than expected.
After the sentence was announced, the prisoner could meet and say goodbye to his family for a short period of time. Under the supervision of the bailiff, Wang Wenjun hugged his parents and cried for a while. His father told him not to worry about it. There were already kind-hearted people at home who helped the old couple set up a scrap collection station in the community. It was a special project.
If there is no competition in the business, you will definitely make a profit without losing any money. There is no need to worry about the future.
Wang Wenjun was surprised and asked his father which kind person helped.
Father said: "That's the teacher who came to Hechazi to find you that day."
Wang Wenjun suddenly realized that it was Bei Xiaoshuai's eldest brother Liu who had offered him a helping hand. He almost stabbed his brother to death, and someone else was repaying kindness for helping his parents. This was hard for the young Wang Wenjun to accept and he couldn't figure it out.
After a brief meeting, Wang Wenjun was handcuffed and put in a prison van and sent to the Provincial No. 4 Prison to serve his sentence. What awaits him will be a year and a half of reformation. From then on, his life record will be stained. But if you think about it from another angle, this is also a kind of punishment for him.
Training and training The moment he picked up the Army Sword, this ending was destined. Since he wanted to join the underworld and go to jail, that was the best qualification. When he came out in a year and a half, he would be the big brother. This seemed not a bad idea.
After arriving at the prison, the prisoners in the same cell did not bully him but asked him if he was hanging out with Boss Meng in Shiliupu. Wang Wenjun was very puzzled that this Boss Meng was the cell leader who bullied him in the detention center. He had changed since he was imprisoned in the solitary cell.
You may be affable, but no matter how you count yourself, you can’t be considered Boss Meng’s person.
The prisoner in the same cell saw that he didn't understand and said, "It's okay if you don't know Boss Meng. Someone has said hello to me. No one has dared to bully you in the past year and a half. Don't worry."
Wang Wenjun was even more puzzled. Could it be that Brother Shengli’s greeting was wrong? How could Brother Shengli be so righteous? Even if he is righteous, he doesn’t have the strength to do so. His greetings were even sent to jail. This is the energy that only a real big brother in the world can have.
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The case was finally settled. Bei Xiaoshuai was also recovering. Liu Ziguang also had something to worry about. The Hongqi sedan and the Yangtze River 75o three-wheeler he bought from Chenguang Factory for scrap metal were still being repaired. Xuanzi said, Brother Liu, if
Let's drive my Fukang first while waiting for the car.
As the owner of an auto repair shop and a wholesaler, Xuanzi has handled many good cars, but he just likes them, especially the 1.6-displacement, 16-valve white hatchback Fukang. He said that this thing is easier to drive than a racing car. In the hands of experts, it can be driven on the road.
Whoever you see above will be destroyed.
Liu Ziguang didn't have the interest and said, I'd better ride a bicycle first. It's environmentally friendly and environmentally friendly. I'll wait until my Yangtze River 75o is repaired before replacing it.
Having said that, Liu Ziguang does plan to buy a car. The sand hauling business is very popular now. It is easy to make money every day to buy a better car, so he usually pays attention to the car column on TV.
This morning, Liu Ziguang was having breakfast at home while the TV program "Traffic and Law" was playing. When he looked up, he saw that the host was not Jiang Xueqing, but a female host with peach blossom eyes.
It seemed that he had done a disservice to Jiang Xueqing that day. The director actually fired Jiang Xueqing because he wanted to take revenge. Liu Ziguang thought to himself.
"Huh? Why didn't the last show continue?" Mom pressed the remote control in a circle and then returned to j**tv and said strangely: "Why is the news the day before yesterday gone? It was the sports car hosted by Anchor Jiang.
Hit and killed the janitor."
Liu Ziguang asked: "Is it the "Traffic and Law" column?"
Mom said: "Yes, it was this guy from our sanitation department, Lao Zhang, who was clearing out garbage in the early hours of the morning the day before yesterday. He was hit by a car that ran the wrong light and ran a red light. He flew away for more than fifty meters and was scattered. Poor Lao Zhang, there is Lao Zhang above him.
How can a family live with a child who is only in high school? The day before yesterday, the traffic and law exposed the driver. I am still waiting to read the next chapter. Why is there no more?"
Liu Ziguang said: "The host has changed the program and maybe he won't do it anymore."
My mother was mumbling about the miserable situation at her colleague Lao Zhang’s house. While packing her things, Liu Ziguang raised his eyebrows. Aren’t those guys who like racing cars the same gang of wealthy young men who stunned Wei Ziqian in 1912? I didn’t expect them to do this.
Such an outrageous thing.
Liu Ziguang was thinking about this all the way to work while riding his bicycle. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, but there was nothing he could do. He had to wait until he got off work and gave his mother five thousand yuan to go to Lao Zhang's house to comfort her and talk about it. It was considered as a good colleague.
Affection.
When I arrived at the gate of Zhicheng Garden, I saw a familiar figure standing in the cold wind. She was wearing simple jeans and a pink trench coat, with her face turned up and no makeup. Her thin body was shivering in the wind. Liu Ziguang recognized Jiang Xueqing at a glance as Jiang Xueqing, the number one actress at Jiangbei TV Station in the past.
Today I am in such a state of despair.
Liu Ziguang got out of the car and pushed over. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xueqing walked towards him and said straight to the point: "Liu Ziguang, I need your help."
Liu Ziguang said: "I have no control over your TV station's affairs."
Jiang Xueqing bit her lip and said, "It's not about the TV station, it's about the detention center. I heard that the prisoner in charge there is named Meng Zhiqiu, and he is your little brother... I can give you money..."
Liu Ziguang looked Jiang Xueqing up and down and said sarcastically: "How much money do you have?"
Seeing Liu Ziguang's eyes on her, Jiang Xueqing hesitated and said, "As long as you promise to help me take care of my father, I will agree to whatever you want, even if it's... me."