District 9

Although Bai Yan has a reckless personality and is very irrational in his actions, he is not a retarded person after all. He knew that after something happened to him, his family would definitely find connections, so no matter what methods Qin Yu, Lao Mao and others used to interrogate him, this guy refused to drop the case.

Faced with Bai Yan's attitude, Qin Yu actually didn't have any good ideas in mind. Because the Bai family has deep connections in Songjiang, they have many friends not only in the city, but also in the three major judicial departments. Therefore, even if Qin Yu doesn't offend them, he still has to consider that if the police force interrogates Bai Yan and sentences him, it will be difficult for the underworld to explain if something goes wrong. Especially since Lao Dong was about to leave, Qin Yu causing trouble at this time would be like giving him eye drops.

After procrastinating for two days, Li Si personally called Qin Yu.

"uncle?"

"Bai Yan may be detained in Jiangnan, so be mentally prepared." Li Si said directly.

Qin Yu was speechless upon hearing this.

"Bai Yan's matter is not punishable by death, and it won't be of much use if you strangle him." Li Si comforted softly: "What's more, in the eyes of the opponent, we have already taken advantage of Pei Deyong, so You’d better not do anything too radical, otherwise you’ll offend a lot of people unintentionally.”

Qin Yu understood what Lao Li meant, and he knew even more clearly that there was no way he could sentence Bai Yan to death this time. Because the evidence currently available to the superintendent is that Bai Yan injured someone with a gun, and there are many Ma Chai who want to take over the case for him, so the worst result for him is to be sentenced to a real sentence.

"Don't be dissatisfied, the environment is like this. Don't be too hasty, let's take our time." Li Si smiled and reassured again.

"Yes, I understand." Qin Yu nodded.

"That's it." Li Si hung up the phone.

…

After Bai Yan was transferred from the hospital affiliated to the police station, Qin Yu began to work on Yuan Ke's evidence. Because this thing has no human feelings, both parties are incompatible in terms of responsibilities and personal interests. Therefore, what Qin Yu wanted in his heart was to try his best to sentence Yuan Ke as harshly as possible.

After two days of busy work, something happened again within the superintendent that made Qin Yu, Lao Mao and others helpless and speechless. That is, Si Maozi was about to be transferred back to Changji for trial.

Qin Yu and others were prepared for this outcome in advance, but when it actually happened, it shocked many people's outlook.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon that day, the people from the Changji Fenglin District Superintendent completed the handover procedures in the black street and were waiting to pick up the person.

In the director's office, the old director put his palms in his hands, looked up at Qin Yu and asked, "Has Si Maozi finished explaining everything that needs to be explained?"

"Yeah." Qin Yu nodded.

After pondering for a long time, Old Dong said softly: "Okay, then go down and say hello to the Fenglin District Superintendent and let them take him away."

Qin Yu raised his head and looked at Old Dong, but hesitated to speak.

Old Dong instantly understood Qin Yu's eyes and said with a helpless expression: "Don't say anything, just go and do it."

Qin Yu gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Old Dong sat at his desk and picked up the water glass.

Qin Yu stepped to the door, stretched out his hand to open the office door, and suddenly turned around and asked: "Uncle, if Si Maozi returns to Changji, will he be sentenced to death?"

"...!" Old Dong was stunned and said nothing.

Qin Yu looked at him and asked the next best thing: "Then will he be sentenced?"

Old Dong took a sip of water and waved his palms: "Do your duty well and get things done. Go ahead."

After Qin Yu asked a few questions, knowing what was going on, he clenched his teeth and left, holding on to the formalities.

…

An hour and a half later.

At the gate of Songjiang No. 3 Prison, Si Maozi walked out of the small door with a shaved head, a thick gray cotton vest, and shackles on his feet and hands. He was smiling broadly.

"Oh shit, isn't this Brother Xun, come and pick me up?" Si Maozi stretched his sore wrist and greeted the leader of Fenglin District Superintendent very familiarly.

"You're so stupid, you've gained weight, haven't you?" the leading police sergeant laughed and scolded Si Maozi.

"The food here is so good that I don't want to leave." Simaozi smiled and said carelessly: "Come on, give me a cigarette."

Not far away, Qin Yu stood next to the car with his hands in his pockets, watching Simaozi greeting the other police chief with an extremely stiff expression on his face.

After the other police chief lit a cigarette for Simaozi, he turned around and walked over, saying to Qin Yu in a polite tone: "Sorry for the trouble, brother, let's go first."

"Okay." Qin Yu nodded and shook hands with the other party.

"Let's go, brother." The Sheriff extended his palm to the old cat again.

After the old cat glanced at the police chief expressionlessly, he said nothing and didn't reach out at all. He just took out the phone and walked aside.

The police chief was stunned for a few seconds and then smiled: "Goodbye."

After saying that, the people from Fenglin District Superintendent put Si Maozi into the car and prepared to leave.

In the car, Si Maozi lowered the window and shouted to Qin Yu with a cigarette in his mouth: "Brother, you have been taking good care of me recently. Come to Changjiha when you have time, and I will entertain you well."

Qin Yu stood there, looking at the proud and arrogant expression on Si Maozi's face, and felt an extremely strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Haha, let's go." Simaozi shouted with a smile.

The motorcade left slowly along the road. After Qin Yu watched them leave, he turned around and said, "Let's go."

"Brother, do you think Si Maozi will be sentenced to death if he is taken back to Changji?" Ding Guozhen asked innocently.

Qin Yu was stunned when he heard the sound, turned to look at Ding Guozhen, and did not reply.

"What the fuck," Ding Guozhen looked at Qin Yu's expression and cursed, "If he is not sentenced to death, won't he end up in a new welfare home in the future?"

In the car, Zhu Wei sat in the driver's seat and responded succinctly: "The sad thing is not that Simaozi returned to Changji, but that even if Simaozi dies, there will still be a similar welfare home."

After the words fell, everyone was silent.

Old Mao turned around and pulled open the car door, speaking concisely and concisely: "It doesn't matter Niu Zhen, he was caught first; Pei Deyong has money and no one, so he will be sentenced to death soon. The people we can touch are the ones the higher-ups want to touch." , and what about those with connections and backgrounds? Either they went back to Jiangnan, or they went back to Changji... Haha, there are some things, you can't think about it, otherwise you won't survive."

Ding Guozhen glanced at the old cat: "I don't think it will always be like this, and I don't believe that people like Si Maozi can live a long life."

"Yes, sooner or later the day will dawn." Zhu Wei smoked a cigarette, lying on the steering wheel and looking at the sky: "I have always believed that winter will pass sooner or later, and the snow that has been falling will stop sooner or later."

Qin Yu couldn't help but grin after listening to Zhu Wei's words.

…

At Songjiang North Station, in the special official passage, seven or eight police officers were standing at the exit and talking softly.

Ten minutes later, a man in his late thirties, with a straight back, wearing a windbreaker and carrying a simple luggage bag walked out.