How, do you sign it or not?"

Seeing that Yang Longjun was silent, the police officer and the two family members were a little impatient.

"Do you want to lose 80,000 yuan for your mother-in-law like that?" said the woman unceremoniously, "Or do you think we are too good at talking? Let me tell you, don't think about any less than a penny of today's 80,000 yuan!"

"We'll see you in court!"

Yang Longjun said in a deep voice: "I have no money. ”

"No money, you really want to pay the bills!" the woman almost jumped when she heard this, "Comrade policeman, what do you think is the whole thing?"

"I really don't have any money. Yang Longjun said again.

"What does it matter to us that you don't have money? It's not us who let you run out of money," the woman refused, "You have no money and it's pitiful, but do we deserve it? We are the real victims!"

"Okay, don't talk about it," the officer said, "Yang He, you really don't want to sign, don't you want to accept the mediation result?"

Yang Longjun's mind was in a mess, and it took two seconds to react that the police officer was calling him.

His nephew in the next room is called Yang He.

In fact, he thought about it just now, so he just left.

He investigated clearly when he made his ID card, and Yang He is now working in other provinces, so he will stay in Xilin City, which he is more familiar with.

He slapped his ass and left now, and the police would definitely find Yang He's house afterwards, but Yang He was in another province and did not need to be responsible for this incident at all.

At most, he changed places and identities.

And with his ability, who can catch him?

However, he never passed the threshold in his heart.

His parents and teachers have been educating him to be disciplined, to be honest and kind, to be brave and hardworking, to help others, and to love the motherland and the people.

If he runs away like this now, then what kind of integrity is there to talk about?

He couldn't help but think of the words that his mother often said in his ear when he was very young: stealing needles when he was a child, stealing gold when he grew up.

Man is not born a sage, nor is he born a demon.

Great evil people often start with small bad things, always thinking that this little thing is nothing, and then step by step towards the abyss.

So he can't allow himself to take the first step toward evil.

But if he doesn't run away, there are only three paths left for him to choose.

One is to look for evidence himself, but the police have not found it, so he feels that there is little hope.

The second is that he just admitted it and compensated the family 80,000 yuan.

Although he doesn't have it now, he feels that if he goes all out and moves more bricks, it will be a matter of a few months to earn 80,000 yuan.

But in this case, right and wrong will not be clear, and he can't let himself carry this black cauldron.

He sympathized with the old lady, but he couldn't let himself carry this black cauldron, let alone let go of the person who hit him, let the truth be hidden, and let justice not be served.

So the third way is to find out the guy on the motorcycle and make him admit his mistake.

"Give me three days. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I said give me three days, and I will give everyone a satisfactory result," Yang Longjun took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, I won't run." ”

"You said you wouldn't run, you wouldn't run?" said the woman's family member with a finger pointing to his nose, "Comrade policeman, you can't let him go like this, he obviously wants to play tricks!"

The officer was also a little embarrassed, he had never encountered such a situation before.

It stands to reason that this matter will either accept mediation and lose money, or it will not accept it, and then go through the judicial process.

This gave him three days, did he really want to investigate on his own?

This young man is a bit interesting, probably because he really doesn't have any money.

The police officers are actually more biased towards Yang Longjun in their hearts, but they can only be biased in their hearts.

"So, you're not willing to accept this mediation?"

"No," Yang Longjun said, "after three days, if I can't find the person riding the motorcycle, I will take 80,000 yuan to compensate them." ”

"No, officer, he must be trying to run ......"

"Shut up. The officer frowned and glanced at the woman, "Now that he doesn't accept mediation, we can't force him to come out, if you don't feel satisfied, you can file a lawsuit now." ”

"You...... How can you do this," the woman began to cry as she spoke, "Poor my mother-in-law, who is already weak at a very old age, and now she has been hit by someone, and I don't know if I can survive it......"

"Can I go now?" Yang Longjun asked, ignoring her crying.

"You can go," the officer said, "but until the matter is settled, you'd better not leave Xilin City, and make sure you can get in touch at any time." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be back in three days. ”

......

Leaving the police station, Yang Longjun rode a battery car through the hot streets.

Although he knew that the chances were slim, he went back to the place where the accident happened in the morning and asked the shops.

In his memory, the only places that opened in the morning were a breakfast shop, two grocery stores, and a battery cart seller.

The owner of the grocery store and the battery car shop said that although the door was open, the people did not see anything in the house, and the manager and clerk of the breakfast shop, although sympathetic to his plight, were busy at that time and did not see anything.

"Young man, do you have a mine at home?"

The manager of the breakfast shop was a middle-aged man in his forties, and there were no customers in the restaurant at this time, so he had time to sit down and chat with him.

"What age is this, old lady, do you dare to help you?"

"Why don't you dare?" Yang Longjun asked a little incomprehensibly, "I'm kind, but it's not really me." ”

"Hey, I said you are not a person who has crossed over," said the shopkeeper, "Isn't there less such a thing, haven't you heard of it?"

Yang Longjun shook his head blankly, but his heart was even more strange.

Listening to what this boss meant, what he encountered today seems to be quite common?

"You can search the Internet for yourself," the store manager said, "Now that you encounter this situation, you can help call the police, and you can already be regarded as a very kind person." ”

Yang Longjun didn't believe it.

It's right to call the police, but the old lady was injured at that time, and the pain was terrible, could she just watch her hurt?

Shouldn't you be sent to the hospital as soon as possible?

But since the owner said so, he took out his mobile phone, not to mention this search, and a lot of similar news popped up at once.

The situation was very similar to what he is doing today, but in a few cases, evidence was found that there was really someone doing good, and the result was false.

Those who could not produce evidence were sentenced to compensation.

Why?

Yang Longjun really couldn't understand it.

He thought that the world was changing and becoming so beautiful that people should be kinder and more considerate of others than they were back then.

Because everyone is not short of money, they are all well-fed, and they are all insured!

So why slander people?

Why should those who are responsible evade accountability?

There are even some people who take this as a profession and touch porcelain professionally, even the police dare to touch it!

This was unthinkable in his time.

"Brother," said the shopkeeper, who poured him a glass of water, "if you have been wronged, and you can't find any proof, I have a solution." ”

"What's the solution?"

"Do you know that there is a fortune teller in Wangzi Mountain?" said the store manager, "If you are really wronged, you can try to find him, and he will definitely have a way to help you clarify the truth."

"But if you're not, I advise you not to go, because the master is jealous and hateful, and then it won't be as simple as losing some money. ”

Fortune teller?

Yang Longjun couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In his education, fortune-telling was feudal superstition and could not be believed!

As an outstanding young man who was sent to college back then, he asked him to use this feudal superstitious method to prove his innocence, which really sounds a little funny.

How can the fortune teller help him, do you give him a hexagram, saying that he didn't hit it, and the police will believe it?

No kidding.

"Don't laugh," the shopkeeper laughed, "I see that you have just entered the city, and you have never heard of the prestige of the master. ”

"Thanks, I'll think about it. Yang Longjun said.

"No, your eyes have betrayed you," the shopkeeper smiled, "but you can listen to me and decide whether to go or not." ”

"Okay, you can say it. ”

"Now when someone encounters your situation today, they don't dare to help, but this is an exception in our West Forest. ”

"Forest of the West?"

"You don't even know about the West Forest?"

The store manager was a little surprised, this is in Xilin City, the birthplace of Xizhilin, there are more than 2,000 shops, it seems that this young man is really from the mountains.

"Our Nishinobayashi is a group company that does catering," the manager continued, "Our boss told us that when we encounter this kind of thing, we should say four words, go and help, don't be cowardly!"

"There is a reward for helping, but if anyone does not help, once the company knows about it, he will be fired immediately!"

And such a thing?

Yang Longjun is even more strange, he watched the news just now, and everyone's comments are basically afraid to help, unless there is a mine at home.

This company is doing the opposite, and it's really different.

"Do you know why?" asked the store manager with a smile.

"Why?"

"Because we have a good boss," said the store manager, "the boss said that if anyone is falsely accused, he will definitely have a way to help us find out the truth." ”

"This ...... What does it have to do with me? I'm not your employee. ”

"That's why I asked you to go to the master, he's our boss. ”

Yang Longjun was stunned, and it took a long time to react.

A fortune teller, the boss of a group company?

This world seems to be getting stranger and stranger.

"So you can go with confidence, our boss is very good," the store manager said, "In this way, I will give you a business card, and you can take it to him, and the chances of success will be greater." ”

Yang Longjun took the business card and left the breakfast shop.

What the store manager said touched him deeply.

The boss of the West Forest made him feel that there was still real kindness in this world, and there were still people who were silently supporting justice.

However, after some thought, he decided to rely on his own strength first to find the guy on the motorcycle.

The so-called seeking others is better than seeking oneself, try not to trouble others, especially this kind of person who can still maintain a sense of kindness and justice.

Because if you go to him for help with everything, even if you don't say anything, even if you don't say anything, you will feel troublesome in your heart.

So he visited the neighborhood for two more days, and finally at the first two intersections, there was another barbecue restaurant in Nishinorin, willing to provide him with a video.

The barbecue restaurant has to set up a stall outside, so there is also monitoring outside.

From this video, he found the man on the motorcycle, and not only his license plate number, but also his face.

It made his heart relax a little.

As long as there is this information, it will be easy to do, as long as he is found, the truth will be revealed.

Looking at the time, there were still twenty hours before the time he had agreed with the police station.

Enough is enough.