Chapter 490 Mutual Aid and Rescue Meeting

While Zhang Hui was in action, the blood samples collected had also been sent back to the field investigation office.

Lu Chuan, Yang Sen and others had completed preparations as early as last night. Now, after purifying the blood samples, they can obtain DNA identification information in a few hours by placing them in the instrument.

"It's estimated to be around three o'clock in the afternoon. The comparison must be completed before get off work."

Liu Guodong reported the approximate time to Qin Yong, so that the leader had a good idea and went back to work.

Furniture Factory.

"Officer Zhang?"

Sun Qi had just changed his clothes, put on a gas mask, and was about to start work, when he was called into the office by the person in charge.

Seeing that the person waiting for him was Zhang Hui, Sun Qigang was stunned, but he quickly adjusted his mood.

"Officer Zhang, you are busy. If you need anything, call me anytime."

The person in charge greeted Zhang Hui very politely, and then looked at Sun Qigang seriously: "Old Sun, the two police comrades have something to ask you, so you must cooperate well."

Sun Qi just nodded and the other party went out.

"Officer Zhang, what are you..."

Sun Qigang had just returned from collecting blood samples from the rental house. Unexpectedly, the other party followed him to his place of work.

"Don't be nervous, we still want to learn more about the circumstances of the night when the crime occurred."

Sun Qigang said oh and took off his thread gloves: "I went back late that night because I was tired from my job, so I went to bed early. I really didn't hear anything at night."

"Many neighbors saw it when I went back. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

Zhang Huiyao nodded and looked at Sun Qigang with an inquiring look.

What Sun Qigang answered now was exactly the same as what he said during the investigation visit three days ago.

Such a coincidence?

Is it a habit or a personal habit?

"Sun Qigang, when we were collecting blood just now, your son said that he vaguely heard the cry for help in the middle of the night..."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaae, the kid knows something. He may be dreaming. Sleeping hair was stunned. Nothing happened at that time and we didnt hear anything."

Zhang Hui obviously didn't believe Sun Qigang's words.

"Sun Qigang, your child is seven years old and in second grade, right?"

"A second-grade child... isn't too young."

"I……"

"Sun Qigang, don't deny it in a hurry. Let me ask you something. What's going on with the mutual aid meeting?"

Ok?
Sun Qigang's face changed wildly when he heard Zhang Hui say the words "mutual aid association".

"You! Do you know so much about the Mutual Aid Association?!"

"Why, why can't I know about the mutual aid association?"

"Can……"

"Sun Qigang, do you know what the crime of covering up murder is?"

"I……"

Sun Qigang's face was no longer as ugly as there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"The crime of covering up intentional homicide is a very serious crime. Those who intentionally cover up intentional homicide will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years and not more than ten years!"

"Not only that, the crime of harboring is a type of criminal offense. If you commit a crime, your direct children will not be able to sign up for many jobs when they look for jobs in the future."

"I said that, do you understand?"

"For example, your 7-year-old son will not be able to register for the police academy, he will not be able to be a soldier, and he may not even be able to hold any public job."

"So, Sun Qigang, I hope you can think clearly before answering my question."

"I..." Sun Qigang, who was sitting in the chair, was restless, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"I...I said..."

During the investigation and interview on the first day, Zhang Hui learned about some of Sun Qigang's family background.

Sun Qigang works in a furniture workshop, and the salary is actually not low, but working as a painter is very harmful to the body.

Generally speaking, this work can only be done in the prime of life. Over time, it can easily lead to other diseases such as lung cancer or leukemia.

Sun Qigang has been working in this industry for so many years, and of course he knows that painters are very harmful to the body.

But why do you still do this business? In the final analysis, it is to make more money, and for whom?

Of course it is for his son.

Sun Qigang's son studies better, and Sun Qigang enrolled him in many extracurricular tutoring classes.

The annual tuition for a piano class costs 4 to [-] yuan, so Sun Qigang must make more money, work early and stay late, to make money for his son.

Therefore, when Zhang Hui said that his crime affected his son, Sun Qigang's inner defense collapsed.

"The mutual aid club is actually a mutual aid organization in our building."

Sun Qigang talked about the origin of the mutual aid association, and Zhang Hui motioned to the assistant next to him to record and videotape.

"Most of the people living in this building are migrant workers, and their family conditions are generally not very good. If a family has a sick child or a calamity child, they may not be able to support themselves."

Hospital……

Zhang Hui knows that no matter how much money an ordinary person makes, a serious illness will only take care of everything.

Savings of 10,000+ or ​​even hundreds of thousands can be done for you in a few days, and you may even be saddled with huge debts.

In the end, people can’t be kept.

Not to mention ordinary migrant workers like Zhang Hui, once they get seriously ill, there is nothing they can do and they basically lose everything.

In that place, bad people were punished, but the poor were never punished.

"The mutual aid association was developed by the landlord. When we lived there, as long as we joined the mutual aid association, we didn't have to pay rent."

"But I have to participate in the meetings organized by the landlord every week..."

Sun Qigang explained the entire inside story of the mutual aid association.

At the beginning, the mutual aid club was a public welfare mutual aid and rescue club organized for everyone to stay together and keep each other warm. If someone's family had something to do, others would help.

But there is a probability of getting sick. Most of the residents living in rental buildings are migrant workers in their 30s and 40s with children, and they generally do not have any major health problems.

Therefore, since the establishment of the mutual aid association, it has not substantially helped anyone to overcome difficulties.

But the landlord actually gives these tenants a lot of benefits, because the mutual aid association is initiated by the landlord, so the first benefit is that the landlord reduces the rent for those who join the mutual aid association.

"We don't pay rent, so we have a lot less expenses. We just participate in some activities organized by the landlord."

"These activities actually started out quite normally, just reading some books and him reading and us listening."

“Later on, gradually, the landlord started to add some rituals to every event.”

"For example...sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?"

"Yes, it is a sacrifice. The landlord said that after we joined the mutual aid association, no one got sick. It was a blessing from the gods."

"But we can't ask helplessly, and we have to give feedback to the gods, so we need sacrifices."

"Then what kind of sacrifices do you use?"

As Zhang Hui listened, he suddenly felt that this kind of mutual aid was a bit unfair.

Feudal superstition?

What the hell do you mean, you think you are a shaman?
(End of this chapter)

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