When Wang Wenjun's case was tried, 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 was 100 yuan per class, which was equivalent to the level of a university associate professor.
The principal of the Mechanical Vocational High School is a very shrewd person. He knows Liu Ziguang's identity better than anyone else. Inviting such a person to come here is to calm the students and stop them from messing around in the school. It can also deter the social gangsters outside. Here
But if you want to mess with the territory that Boss Liu is guarding, you have to think carefully about it.
The principal's abacus was good, but Liu Ziguang's small weakness was that he gave him a letter of appointment as secretary of the Youth League Committee, and he was so happy that he didn't know what was going on. He just rode his bicycle to the Mechanical Vocational High School and played around.
Play basketball, hold up a few parallel bars, etc., be approachable, and mingle with students, and the campus atmosphere will naturally improve.
This is very painful for Ma Shengli, but he is a mute and can't explain the pain of eating Coptis chinensis. He is the Youth League Secretary invited by the school, and he has a bad relationship with you. He can't find any fault even if he wants to. Fortunately, Liu Ziguang doesn't interfere in other matters.
, except for the school monopoly, everything 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 prosecutors. Since Bei Xiaoshuai's life was not in danger and he did not propose civil compensation, the hospital issued another minor injury report and the public security agency also said some things.
It’s a good thing, and besides, the criminal is still an eighteen-year-old child. In line with the principle of treating illnesses and saving lives, the prosecutors did not act harshly.
In the criminal court hall of the Jiang'an District People's Court, the case of Wang Wenjun's intentional injury is being heard. 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. Sitting in the auditorium
In addition to Wang Wenjun’s family, there are also teachers and classmates from the Mechanical Vocational High School. In view of the great impact of this case on young people, students from Chenguang Factory Children’s Middle School were also organized to attend.
Liu Ziguang, who is the secretary of the Youth League Committee of the Mechanical Vocational High School and the external counselor of the Children's Middle School, was in attendance. 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 had before. His scalp was shaved livid, and he was wearing an orange vest with five small words on it: "Taolin Detention Center."
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 eyes were sunken, and his energy was low. The old couple couldn't help sobbing, but they didn't dare.
Weeping in the solemn court, Wang Wenjun had no choice but to hold back his emotions. Seeing his old parents sitting there, Wang Wenjun also felt sad in his heart.
Because I was confused for a moment, I took the risk and embarked on a criminal path. I stabbed others seriously with a controlled knife. This is a felony. I heard from the old guys in the detention center who have been in prison for a few years. It will be at least three years in prison, and it may be five years if it is more.
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After five years of youth, he will be twenty-three years old after he is released. The most precious years will be spent in prison. Wang Wenjun's regret is beyond words, and his heart is full of regret and despair.
The trial process was very boring, nothing more than lengthy readings. Liu Ziguang was bored and walked out of the court to smoke outside. He happened to see Hu Rong face to face. The female police officer was wearing khaki overalls, a black T-shirt, sunglasses and short hair today.
Extremely capable, a Grand Cherokee was parked quietly in the parking lot in the distance. That was Officer Hu's car.
Wang Wenjun's case was the first case that Hu Rong handled after becoming a criminal police officer. It only took one night to solve it. The reputation of the detective's flower has begun to spread. Of course, Hu Rong does not care about the vanity. What she cares about is the mistakes.
The boy's future was bright, 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, never test the law by yourself, otherwise I will arrest you personally."
Liu Ziguang said teasingly: "Okay, look at you. When I was at the police station, you were very friendly to the people. Now that you are a criminal policeman, you have learned to act cool. You look like you are owed two thousand yuan.
It’s like, boring.”
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. As soon as the verdict came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This result was much lighter than expected.
After the sentencing, 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. After crying for a while, his father told him not to miss his family. Some kind-hearted people had helped the old couple to build a home in the community.
The scrap collection station is a specialized operation with no competition, and you will definitely make a profit without losing any money. You don’t have to worry about it in 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 helped him. He almost stabbed his brother to death, and others repaid him with kindness by 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 into a prison car and sent to the Provincial No. 4 Prison to serve his sentence. What awaits him will be a year and a half of reformed life. From then on, his life record will be stained, but if you think about it from another angle, for him
This is also a kind of training and training. The moment he picked up the military spur, this ending was destined. If he wanted to join the underworld, jail was the best qualification. When he came out in a year and a half, he would be the big brother.
This doesn't seem to be a bad idea.
After arriving at the prison, the inmates 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. This Boss Meng was the cell leader who bullied him in the detention center.
After that, he became more amiable, but no matter how he calculated it, he couldn't be considered Boss Meng's person.
The prisoners in the same cell saw that he didn't understand, so they said: "It's okay if you don't know Boss Meng. Anyway, someone has said hello to you. No one has dared to bully you in the past year and a half, so don't worry."
Wang Wenjun was even more puzzled. Could it be that it was Brother Shengli who said hello? No, how could Brother Shengli be so righteous? Even if he is righteous, he doesn't have the strength. His greetings were sent to prison. This is what a real big brother in the world can do.
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The case was finally settled, Bei Xiaoshuai was also recovering, and Liu Ziguang also had something to worry about. The Hongqi sedan and Yangtze 750 three-wheeler he bought from Chenguang Factory for scrap metal were still being repaired. Xuanzi said
, Brother Liu, if you are waiting for a car, please drive my Fukang first.
Xuanzi is the owner of an auto repair shop and a wholesaler of smuggled cars. He has owned many good cars, but he just likes them, especially the 1.6-displacement, 16-valve white Fukang hatchback. He says this thing is easier to drive than a racing car.
In the hands of an expert, anyone you see on the road will be destroyed.
Liu Ziguang didn't have that interest and said I'd better ride a bicycle first. It's green and environmentally friendly and he would wait until my Yangtze River 750 is repaired before replacing it.
Having said that, Liu Ziguang does plan to buy a car. The business of pulling sand is very popular now, and he is making money every day. Buying a better car is not a problem, so he usually pays attention to the cars on TV.
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This morning, Liu Ziguang was having breakfast at home, and the program "Traffic and Law" was playing on the TV. When he looked up, he saw that the host of the program 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 **** chief actually fired Jiang Xueqing out of revenge. It was such a fucking joke, Liu Ziguang thought to himself.
"Huh? Why didn't the last show continue?" Mom pressed the remote control in a circle, then returned to JBTV, 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, that's it. In the early morning of the day before yesterday, Mr. Zhang from our sanitation department was cleaning up garbage. He was hit by a car that ran the wrong light and ran a red light. He flew more than fifty meters and dispersed.
Poor old Zhang has an elder and a younger child, and the child is only in high school. How can this family live? The day before yesterday, the traffic and law exposed the driver. I am still waiting to read the next chapter, why is it gone?"
Liu Ziguang said: "The hosts have changed, so the program may not be continued."
My mother muttered, talking about the miserable situation at the home of her colleague Lao Zhang, and went to pack her things, but Liu Ziguang raised his eyebrows. Those guys who like racing are the same rich young men who stunned Wei Ziqian in 1912.
To think that they would do such a shameful thing.
Riding a bicycle to work, Liu Ziguang kept thinking about this matter all the way. 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 to give his mother five thousand yuan and ask her to go to Lao Zhang's house to comfort her and talk about her feelings.
It's also a show of kindness as a colleague.
When he arrived at the gate of Zhicheng Garden, he saw a familiar figure standing in the cold wind. He was wearing simple jeans and a pink windbreaker, with a bare face and no makeup. His thin body was shivering in the wind. Liu Ziguang recognized him at a glance.
It's Jiang Xueqing, the number one actress at Jiangbei TV Station in the past, who is now in such a state of decline.
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 turning on her, Jiang Xueqing felt her heart change 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."