District 9

Not long after Fatty Bi was arrested, Director Xin's call came to Qin Yu's mobile phone, but the latter did not answer. Because what the other party wanted to say to him, Qin Yu was clear in his heart.

About half an hour later, a call from the police station office came to the Black Street duty room again, and this time it was Zhu Wei who answered the phone.

"Hello? Director Liu (Deputy Director)."

“Zhu Wei?”

"Hey, it's me, Director Liu." After Zhu Wei nodded, he glanced at Qin Yu who was sitting next to him.

"Did you arrest Fatty Bi from Fengbei No. 1 Construction Company?" Director Liu asked bluntly.

"Yes, yes, he was caught."

"what reason?"

"He has a lot of troubles. Many construction companies reported him to us, maliciously defaulting on project payments, and resorting to violent means such as threats, intimidation, injury, and even murder to seek rebates on project payments." Zhu Wei said succinctly: "We have been keeping an eye on him for a long time, and we have just closed the net."

Director Liu was silent for a long time, and then dexterously changed the topic and said, "Fat Bi has a public official position. If you want to touch him, you should say hello to the police station in advance."

In fact, the regional police superintendent has extremely high discretion. As long as it is not a special case assigned by the police station, the underworld has the right to make secret arrests without reporting to the higher-ups.

But even so, Zhu Wei still replied politely: "The arrest was decided at the last minute, very suddenly... Before we could even report it, several teams took action."

Director Liu pondered for a while and then said slowly: "In this case, I will ask a few people from the police station in a moment. You can hand over all the materials involved in Fatty Bi's case, as well as all the suspects, to the department. After all, he has a public official position. , If we really want to deal with him, the police department will have to come forward and contact the Fengbei General Construction Bureau."

After Zhu Wei glanced at Qin Yu again, he replied softly: "I'm afraid this won't work, Director Liu. Fatty Bi's gang is involved in too many criminal cases. Once we hand over people, many cases here will not be closed."

Director Liu knew that Zhu Wei was trying to prevaricate him, so he immediately replied in a serious tone: "This is a decision made by the police station. You just need to cooperate first. As for other cases, we will consider it as appropriate."

"Do I have to hand over someone?" Zhu Wei asked.

"Do you have any questions?" Director Liu frowned and asked.

"If the police station must forcibly take the person away, then we will prepare three documents, the first one for the police station, and the second one for the General Administration of Police Supervision, to formally apply to start the supervision process and let them investigate the case. Supervise, we will give the third copy to the media and announce the details of the case to the public." Zhu Wei said softly: "In this case, other cases involving Fatty Bi will be easier to detect."

Director Liu was stunned when he heard this. Although he knew in his heart that the Superintendent of Black Street, Superintendent of Xinyuan, and even the Superintendent of Pingdao District in the past two years had some subtle relationships with the police station, but even so, he did not expect that a small deputy director like Zhu Wei would Mr. Zhang, now he dares to openly contradict them.

What does it mean to apply to the General Administration of Police Inspectorate to initiate supervision procedures? What does it mean to use the media to hold press conferences and announce case details to the outside world?

It's fucking obvious that he doesn't trust the police department to enforce the law impartially.

Obviously, the underworld police superintendent must have tangible evidence of Fatty Bi's crime now. If the details of the case are disclosed, even if the Police Supervision Bureau wants to be biased, they will only be able to face the ironclad evidence. It can be handled fairly, otherwise there will definitely be public reaction. And large judicial institutions, at least on the surface, attach great importance to credibility. They can operate behind the scenes, but they will never break the rules on the surface for people like Fatty Bi.

After Director Liu was silent for a while, he didn't say another word and just hung up the phone.

When Zhu Wei heard the busy signal from the phone, he raised his head and said to Qin Yu: "Old Liu was so angry that he hung up the phone directly."

Qin Yu lit a cigarette and whispered: "Throw Fatty Bi into the prison, say hello, and watch him to death."

"Okay." Zhu Wei nodded and asked, "Does his case need to be investigated in detail? I feel like he won't be able to hold on for long, and he will have to give in."

"It's time to check, don't coddle him." Qin Yu frowned and replied.

"Understood."

Late that night, Fatty Bi was sent to the prison and assigned to a litigation detention facility that was very close to Qin Yu.

As soon as he entered the small door of the cell, Fatty Bi smiled and asked: "Who is in charge of this room? Let's talk alone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bald middle-aged man on the floor sat up and waved his hand towards Fatty Bi with a smile: "Come on, come here."

Fatty Bi was stunned for a moment, then immediately walked over and nodded and said: "Brother, I probably won't be able to stay here for long. It's convenient for you to take care of me... When I get along with you tomorrow, what's going on in this prison?" I’ve got it all covered.”

"Oh, you know the rules?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"I heard people outside talking about what's going on here, haha." Fatty Bi knows very well that a good tiger cannot fight against a pack of wolves. This prison is a small society. No matter how good you are outside, you may not be able to do it here.

"That's fine." The middle-aged man looked Fatty Bi up and down, then suddenly reached out and touched his crotch.

Fatty Bi's body was very stiff when he was touched. He raised his arm to block the opponent's hand and asked, "Brother, what does this mean?"

"Haha, go wash up in the toilet later, and sleep in the second bunk next to me tonight." The middle-aged man said with bared teeth.

Fatty Bi looked at him, his pores suddenly stood up: "I'm sorry, are you sick?!"

"Hooraa!"

More than 20 people stood up on the shop floor, pulled Fatty Bi into the toilet that could not be captured by surveillance cameras, held down his head and fucked him hard.

Late at night, Fatty Bi was lying on the second bunk with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He covered his front with his left hand and blocked his butt with his right hand intentionally or unintentionally. He looked extremely shy.

Early the next morning.

Fatty Bi stood in the prison with dark circles under his eyes and shouted for discipline, but the other party took him to the office only after noon.

"What's wrong?" the guard asked.

"...Can you change my prison for me? That...that person in charge touched my butt all night long," Fatty Bi begged awkwardly, "I always feel that he is not normal."

"Have I fucked you?" the guard asked again with his hands behind his back.

"That's not true."

"I didn't fuck you, so what are you afraid of?" The guard lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and replied calmly: "This is a prison, not your home. You can change prisons if you want? What's more, if you change prisons, you can Can you solve the problem? If you meet someone who doesn't touch you and just does it, how can you deal with it? "

Fatty Bi has never lived in such a low-level social environment, and all his abilities are completely useless here.

One p.m.

After Fatty Bi thought about it carefully for a long time, he called Zhu Wei and said very succinctly: "I agree to reconcile with Wei Kun..."

…

At the same time, on the first floor of Fengbei North Building, Mr. Fu strode out to welcome him, stretched out his hand and said, "Hey, Mr. Yun, long time no see."