The phone finally rang, and Zheng Wenwu felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and the call he had been waiting for finally came.

Now during this time, his mood has been between anxiety and anticipation, constantly looking at the screen of his phone, for fear of missing any call.

Now there's finally news.

However, when Su Xiantong, the director of the Coconut Island Road Police Station, picked up the phone, Zheng Wenwu was disappointed to find that it was not the female police officer who called. His mood suddenly fell from ecstasy to the bottom of disappointment, and he couldn't help but sigh, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of helplessness and frustration in his heart.

Zheng Wenwu couldn't help but be disappointed.

In the process of waiting, Zheng Wenwu deeply felt the passage of time and his helplessness.

Subsequently, several more calls came one after another, but no matter who called, Su Xiantong replied with the same words: "No, there is no time." ”

Zheng Wenwu noticed that his face was a little impatient, obviously feeling a little irritable in his busyness.

It seems that these calls are some irrelevant things, obviously, these calls have nothing to do with what Zheng Wenwu is looking forward to, and his mood is becoming heavier and heavier.

A few more calls came in. Su Xiantong, director of the Coconut Island Road Police Station, looked at the phone number, but didn't even answer the phone.

It's not like that.

At this time, Su Xiantong suddenly felt his stomach growling.

He glanced down at the watch on his wrist and exclaimed, "Ouch, it's seven o'clock." "Apparently he's been so busy losing track of time.

He made another phone call, and soon the canteen staff at the police station brought in several bowls of steaming noodles.

Soon, the canteen staff at the police station delivered several bowls of steaming noodles. In an enthusiastic voice, he said, "Eat! You're welcome. ”

Zhou Yunzhen said a little apologetically: "Director Su, I really bothered you, and I didn't even get off class." ”

"Little brother, what are you talking about? This state of affairs has long been a matter of course for me. Even if you don't have something to do with me, someone else will come to you. Say what bother or not, if you don't bother, others will come to bother if you don't bother. ”

"The same situation was the case with the few phone calls just now, and I excused myself, and I will only solve your business today."

That's when the phone in his office rang again.

Su Xiantong, director of the Coconut Island Road Police Station, put down the dinner he was enjoying in his hand, walked forward quickly to look at the phone number, and after reading it, he immediately answered the phone.

Because Su Xiantong is actually very familiar with the "Coconut Island Love" hotel in the jurisdiction, he is no stranger to its phone number.

Zheng Wenwu had given up hope and was disheartened, thinking that it would not be the call from the female police officer.

However, the truth was diametrically opposed to what he expected, and the call was from a female police officer.

Su Xiantong gently pressed the speakerphone button, and heard the calm and clear voice of the female police officer on the other end of the phone.

"Yang Mei, how is the situation now?"

"I would like to inform the director that after my patient and meticulous psychological counseling, the victim's emotions have gradually stabilized and he has begun to be willing to accept the settlement plan and the corresponding compensation. After that, he does not plan to pursue Ma Feifan's criminal responsibility. ”

"But?" There was a hint of doubt in the words of the female police officer Yang Mei, and it seemed that some words were hidden in her heart, but it was difficult to speak.

"But what?" Su Xiantong, director of the Coconut Island Road Police Station, had a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Female police officer Yang Mei took a deep breath and seemed to be considering her words, "But she refused Ma Feifan's face-to-face apology." ”

"Because Ma Feifan hurt her too much at that time, the trauma to her soul was too deep, and the shadow in her heart was difficult to dissipate."

When she saw Ma Feifan, she would involuntarily have convulsions and convulsions, and that fear returned. That fear will never be able to get rid of it. ”

Su Xiantong, director of the Coconut Island Road Police Station, said: "As long as she agrees to reconcile." It doesn't matter if you apologize in person or not. As for compensation, how did you negotiate with her? ”

"We haven't talked about compensation in detail. I mainly soothes her, because I think the most important thing is to soothe her wounded heart. I think? ”

"What do you want?"

"I think she didn't say it explicitly, but we had to think about it. I think a thousand dollars still needs to be considered. $1,000 is a reasonable number, right? Right? There was a hint of pleading in the words of the female police officer Yang Mei.

She believes that the damage suffered by the girl is not something that can be repaired by a thousand yuan, and she knows very well that the pain and injury that the girl has endured, and the trauma is far more than any material can make up. A thousand yuan, although in the eyes of many people may be a lot of money, in her opinion, it is still small for the damage suffered by the girl.

Although a thousand dollars could not fully compensate for the damage suffered by that girl, it would at least bring her a little comfort.

But this is at least a compensation that the perpetrator Ma Feifan can afford, right?

If he wants more, it will be in vain if he can't afford it. Not only would this not help the girl, but it would put her in a situation where she would not be compensated.

In the office of the Coconut Island Road Police Station, Su Xiantong sat behind his desk, his fingers lightly tapping on the table. He groaned slightly, and his deep eyes revealed composure and steady. He replied in an unquestioning tone: "You tell her that a thousand dollars will not work." ”

"Huh?" Yang Mei was obviously shocked by this answer, and seemed to be a little unable to believe her ears, a thousand yuan is not good? This is something she never expected.

Yang Mei was obviously stunned by Director Su's decision, her eyes were full of doubts, and she asked suspiciously, "Director, isn't it okay to have a thousand yuan?" ”

Director Su Xiantong bowed slightly, nodded affirmatively, and replied in a firm tone: "Yes." A thousand dollars is not good. ”

Yang Mei was a little puzzled, this is the amount she proposed that she thinks is reasonable, is there anything wrong with this amount?

Although Yang Mei is unwilling to give up easily, there is no way.

She had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and she tried to get a lower amount, and she negotiated, "What about the eight hundred dollars?" If not, five hundred dollars, right? It couldn't be less. It really can't be compressed anymore. ”

However, Su Xiantong's attitude was extremely resolute, and he replied categorically: "No! The word "no" is said so decisively that there seems to be no room for negotiation.

Yang Mei knew that Director Su's decision had no room for recovery. She was not convinced.

"How much more? No matter how small the compensation is, it is simply unacceptable. Then I can't do this job. Policewoman Yang Mei muttered, her brows furrowed, "It's so unfair to her, she has endured so much humiliation and fright, and suffered huge physical and mental trauma, which cannot be measured in money, but she can't get the compensation she deserves." ”

"Let the injustice and insults she suffered be put to rest like this? Shouldn't we let her get the compensation and compensation she deserves? ”

Police policewoman Yang Mei, she felt heartache for this injustice.