Chapter Seventy-Nine: Crime and Punishment

The director's surname is Yang, and when he saw five people walking in, Director Yang coughed, stood up and said, "Take the suspect into the interrogation room for questioning." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Seeing the scars on the trafficker's face, Director Yang was surprised and asked, "What's wrong with his face?"

Before the two policemen could speak, the trafficker first shouted and said: "Leader, I was beaten by this person, he beat me indiscriminately, it's not that I don't understand the law, he deliberately hurt people, and he will be sentenced to three years!"

Director Yang frowned and shouted, "Quiet, I didn't let you speak." ā€

He looked at Erlang Shen, then turned his head and asked the two policemen solemnly, "What's going on?"

A policeman explained: "Yang Suo, when we went to the mountain, he had already been beaten like this. ā€

Director Yang waved his hand and asked the two policemen to bring the traffickers into the interrogation room for questioning.

The trafficker was carried away by the two, while shouting back: "Three years, three years, three years, leader, be careful that he runs away!"

Waiting for the traffickers to be escorted into the interrogation room, Director Yang motioned for Song Qiu and Erlang God to sit down, sighed and said, "Young man, what's going on, let's talk about it." ā€

Erlang God is dressed in fashion and looks like a young man in his twenties.

Of course, it is also Erlang God's clear eyes and extraordinary temperament, which makes people feel good at first sight, so he didn't let Director Yang, who is already in his fifties, add the word "society" in front of the youth.

Erlang God said calmly: "I beat the people. ā€

Director Yang waited for a long time, and didn't wait for Erlang God to continue explaining, and asked in amazement, "It's gone?"

"It's gone. ā€

Director Yang pointed at him with his finger and said angrily: "Even if he is a human trafficker, you can't use lynching indiscriminately, if you beat him like this, he will in turn accuse you of deliberately hurting people, just like he said, it will be sentenced! I have seen a lot of young people like you, a young and vigorous person, relying on his blood and spirit, and doing things without hesitation." ā€

Counting the Erlang God, Director Yang couldn't imagine that the young man in front of him, who looked as old as his son, was more than fifty times older than him...... Zu's grandfather to the Nth power.

Erlang God looked at the woman who was sitting not far away covering her face and crying in grief, with an obscure look in her eyes, and asked, "If there is no evidence, will that person be acquitted?"

Director Yang was stunned and said: "If there is no evidence, how can we prove that he is really a human trafficker? If he is not guilty, of course he will be released. ā€

"Then do you think he's a human trafficker?" asked Jirogami rhetorically.

Director Yang smiled bitterly and said: "How can you feel this kind of thing, without ironclad evidence, you can't put a hat on him at will." ā€

In fact, with Director Yang's eye for reading the prisoner, he also felt that the person was very suspicious, even if he was not a human trafficker, at least he was not a good person. It's just that in his position, there are some things that really can't be said nonsense.

Erlang God nodded, looked at Director Yang and said, "It seems that I didn't hit the wrong person." I can be sure that the man is a human trafficker, but I have no evidence, and you have no evidence, so I think there is a good chance that you will acquit him. ā€

Director Yang interrupted Erlang Shen's words and said, "How can you be sure that he is indeed a human trafficker?"

"Because my dog smelled the man in the two little ones. ā€

Director Yang pursed his lips and frowned.

He could see that Erlang God was not lying, but this kind of thing really couldn't be used as evidence.

Director Yang's embarrassed expression fell in the eyes of Erlang God, who turned his face to look at the woman sitting in the corner of the wall crying, and said indifferently: "I don't understand anything else, I only know that the simplest life is worth a life." Her son is dead, let alone the traffickers, can you let him be punished in any way?"

Director Yang was speechless.

Although the woman was crying, she also heard what Erlang God said, walked over, barely put away her tears, and thanked: "Sir, thank you, if it weren't for you and Mr. Song, I'm afraid I wouldn't have a son now." You're such a kind person, and I—I don't know how to thank you. ā€

Speaking of this, she suddenly fell to her knees and cried: "I can only kowtow to you, thank you." ā€

Even if Erlang God is accustomed to kneeling in the world, when he suddenly encounters it at this time, he can't help but be a little in a hurry.

He hurriedly picked up the woman and said, "This is just what I should do, don't be so polite, you get up first, you get up first." ā€

"I don't know your name, sir, could you please leave a contact information?"

Seeing that Erlang God hesitated, Song Qiu said, "You can call him Mr. Yang." ā€

The woman wiped her tears from her sleeves, and took out from the inner pocket of her garment a stack of tight banknotes wrapped in old newspapers, most of which were very old, and it was evident that many of them had been wrinkled, and had been carefully smoothed by their owners. The thick pile of banknotes was full of one cent, five cents, one piece, and five yuan, although it seemed like a lot, in fact, Song Qiu estimated that it was only one or two hundred yuan to break through the sky.

Song Qiu quietly turned his head and secretly wiped his moist eyes with a tissue, he could imagine how hard it was for women to earn this money.

The woman handed the money in her hand to Erlang God with a little timidity, and said in a very apologetic tone: "Mr. Yang, I also know that this money is not much, but I can't take out more money now, please leave a contact information, and when I go home, I will definitely find a way to make more money for you, thank you very much." ā€

Erlang God hurriedly pushed the money back and said, "It's just my business, you don't have to do this, I won't accept your money." ā€

Song Qiu also said to the side: "Yes, he is not short of money, you have to thank him, you can go back and worship Erlang God more, pay more tribute to Erlang God, and get some alcohol." ā€

Director Yang, who was touched by Erlang God and the woman, was wiping his tears vigorously, and when he heard Song Qiu's words, he glared at him viciously, which made Song Qiu very aggrieved - I was obviously speaking seriously, why are you still glaring at me.

Jirojin and the woman were tugging when the door to the inquiry room opened.

Two policemen walked out with the traffickers.

"How's it going?" asked Director Yang.

One of the policemen leaned into his ear and whispered: "Yang Suo, this kid bites to death and doesn't admit it, we have no evidence, we can't convict him, so we can only let him go." ā€

Song Qiu and Erlang Shen's ears were keen, and they heard these words clearly, although they had expected it, they still couldn't help but be disappointed.

"Okay, let's go, be careful, don't make a fuss!" Director Yang said to the traffickers in a cold voice.

Seeing Director Yang's gloomy expression, the trafficker laughed proudly: "Not busy, not busy, leader, I have one more thing." ā€

He pointed to his bloodstained, red and swollen face, and sneered, "I still have to settle the matter of my face." ā€