Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 412

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Han Zhou is a criminal. Like many other criminals, he signed a confidentiality agreement and participated in new energy mining and development projects.

Energy projects are highly dangerous, and few people are willing to participate even if the pay is not low. But for most criminals who have difficulty finding work, this is a rare place to go.

It can even be said that energy projects are jobs specifically set up for criminals.

Compared with other criminals, Han Zhou is lucky enough. Not only did he marry a wife who does not despise his criminal status, he also has a lovely daughter.

But maintaining such a life requires resources, which is why he got involved in energy projects.

After get off work, Han Zhou stood on the roadside with his backpack as usual, waiting for the bus to arrive.

Not long after, a bus stopped and he got on quietly, trying to reduce his presence and turning sideways as much as possible so as not to expose the conspicuous ring on his left arm to the sight of everyone on the bus.

It was a criminal's tracking ring, equipped with a positioning chip and designed to be very conspicuous and could not be hidden in the sleeve.

The monitors claim that this is to remind all citizens at all times that the person in front of them may be in greater danger.

Han Zhou's actions were obviously futile. In fact, the moment the criminal entered a public place, an alarm would sound. But even though he already knew this, he still subconsciously avoided it.

Han Zhou felt uncomfortable being stared at by everyone. His hands hidden in his sleeves clenched involuntarily, and he quickly found the last empty seat and sat down.

He hugged the backpack tightly and closed his eyes. Even without looking, he could guess what kind of eyes would fall on him.

Suspicious, vigilant, fearful, hateful, and contemptuous, these gazes were too familiar to him.

The backpack contained the salary that was just paid today. It contained not only the work card, but also food. In the current situation where food and energy are scarce, the value of these foods is really not low. It should be regarded as the welfare of the energy project to the criminals.

The train went a few stops and someone else got on. Han Zhou opened his eyes and saw a man and a woman standing on the train. They were obviously colleagues, wearing the same work clothes. The man was wearing his work badge, but he seemed to have forgotten to take it off.

The woman was pretty, so the man should be interested in her. Seeing that there were no empty seats around, he frowned and looked around.

If we were to ask who was the most conspicuous person in the car, it would of course be the only criminal, Han Zhou. When the man saw him, he was stunned at first, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then he gritted his teeth and walked in front of him.

"I think you should probably give up your seat because that lady needs it." The man frowned and looked down at Han Zhou condescendingly.

"Are you talking to me?" Han Zhou looked at the woman and said coldly, "If she is old, weak, sick or disabled, I can certainly give her a seat, but what category does she belong to?"

Although the Criminal Law is unfriendly to the descendants of criminals, it is not so unfair. At least legally, criminals are also citizens.

The man looked back at the woman and saw that she was frowning. He couldn't help but get angry. He patted Han Zhou's face and said in a long and contemptuous voice: "I just gave up my seat. Who do you think you are? A criminal——"

The people in the car were stunned. They were shocked that this man dared to provoke a criminal. They also felt that he was unreasonable. There was indeed no rule that stated that criminals needed to give up their seats.

The man was very strong and Han Zhou's face felt a little numb, but he just took a deep breath and said nothing.

This kind of concession made the man bolder. As if he had thought of something, he put his mouth close to Han Zhou's ear and whispered, "You don't dare to fight me, do you?"

Han Zhou really didn't dare to take action.

The Criminal Law stipulates that the penalties for crimes committed by criminals will be tripled, and serious cases may even cause their descendants to become criminals again.

The man kept forcing Han Zhou to give up his seat, as if doing so would win the favor of the woman behind him, but Han Zhou just closed his eyes and ignored him.

When the man saw that the woman seemed a little impatient, he got angry and snatched Han Zhou's bag and threw it out of the car window.

Han Zhou's color changed instantly. He jumped out of his seat, shouted "Stop" excitedly, and walked quickly towards the car window.

At this time, the bus was driving on the bridge. Han Zhou looked over and saw that there was nothing on the bridge. The bag must have fallen into the river.

He opened his eyes wide and looked around, but found no trace of the bag in the river. The river was turbulent, just like his mood at the moment.

The crowd was talking, Han Zhou turned around and saw the woman sitting in his seat and the man trying to remain calm. He stared at the man but said nothing because it was meaningless.

This matter was just a small dispute in the eyes of the supervisors. In disputes involving criminals, they would not spend time investigating who was right or wrong, because criminals themselves were a kind of fault.

Han Zhou stared at the man all the way, and his eyes fell on the man's work badge more than once. He remembered a name.

Lin Anyu.

What puzzled him was that even though he was bullied like this, when he got off the bus, everyone in the car was afraid of him.

The mistakes made by the previous generation will always involve the innocent next generation. This has existed long before the Criminal Law came into being.

Han Zhou didn't know how he got back home. He was in a daze. When he came to his senses, he saw the smiling face of his wife Liang Qian.

"You got paid today, right?"

His daughter Xiaoyue, who was beside his legs, also opened her eyes wide and kept swallowing her saliva. Han Zhou knew that she missed the taste of the food distributed by the energy project.

I have to say, the food tasted really good.

Facing two hopeful faces, Han Zhou smiled and said gently, "It's delayed. It will be sent in two days."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoyue lowered her head in disappointment and ran to turn on the TV.

Liang Qian smiled softly, without saying anything more, she went to the kitchen and brought the prepared food to the table.

Han Zhou turned his head and watched the news on TV, which was reporting on the recent frequent cases of missing residents.

He was silent for a while, looked at his wife who was serving the dishes, touched the tracking ring on his hand, and spoke softly.

"Don't worry, I will get my salary back in three days at most."

Three days later, Han Zhou brought back his salary as expected, but Xiaoyue was not very happy because this time her father did not bring back the delicious food as before.

Then came the Overseers.

The next day after get off work, Han Zhou was taken away by two middle-aged men with stern faces and brought to the Supervisory Bureau.

"Do you know this person?" In the interrogation room, a female supervisor showed Han Zhou a photo.

"I don't really know him, but I've seen him before." Han Zhou's face was calm, but his breathing was a little heavy.

"Tell me about it."

"On the bus, he threw my bag in order to force me to give up my seat... That bag is very important to me."

"The specifics are not important. Anyway, you had a conflict, right?"

Han Zhou smiled bitterly. Just as he expected, the Supervisor would not care about the appeal of a criminal at all.

"What are you laughing at?" A male supervisor frowned, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, and asked, "We have investigated and found that you are the only person who has had a conflict with the deceased in recent times." Han Zhou laughed and said, "A person like him should have conflicts with many people... Wait, the deceased, you said he is dead?"

"You're pretending to be serious." The male supervisor sneered and said, "The deceased, Lin Anyu, was killed three days after the conflict with you, and the money in the house was taken away. Are you sure this has nothing to do with you? The criminal——"

Hearing the word "criminal" with a bit of emphasis, Han Zhou's expression became a little ferocious, but he soon calmed down and sneered, "Just because I am a criminal, you can use the tracking ring to determine whether I have committed a crime, right?"

"You must have done something!" the male police officer said aggressively.

"Excuse me, but can someone like him be an inspector?" Han Zhou ignored the man and looked at the female inspector, asking, "Don't you need to rely on evidence when handling cases?"

"We will naturally rely on evidence when we do things. Bringing you here is just a routine questioning." The female police officer said in a serious tone, "His brother and sister were both killed by criminals. I hope you can understand."

Han Zhou was silent for a moment and asked, "Can I leave now?"

"when……"

"No!" the male supervisor stood up and shouted, "I want to apply for a lie detector."

"You're crazy! That's against the rules!" the female supervisor scolded.

"Then let's vote by raising our hands. Those who agree, raise your hands."

Throughout the interrogation room, most people raised their hands.

"You...this is against the rules!"

"Rules, huh, what rules are there to talk about with criminals?"

During the entire process, Han Zhou had no right to speak.

A polygraph is an instrument connected to the nerves. Its lie recognition rate is almost 100%. However, since the use of a polygraph will cause certain mental damage to the person being tested, the conditions for its use are extremely harsh and require approval from multiple levels.

But obviously in the eyes of most supervisors, criminals and civilians are different.

Han Zhou put on the polygraph, met the hawk-like gaze of the supervisor, and said coldly: "I didn't kill that guy named Lin Anyu."

The polygraph did not react, indicating that he was telling the truth.

The inspector didn't dare to ask any further because Han Zhou's mental state had been damaged.

The female supervisor escorted Han Zhou out the door and apologized, "I'm sorry, the criminals have hurt a lot of us, and many people in the Supervisory Bureau are prejudiced against them..."

"You're not the only ones who are biased."

Han Zhou waved his hands, shook his still aching head, and left the Supervisory Bureau alone. His vision was a little blurry, and suddenly he saw an ordinary-looking young man smiling at him on the side of the road.

On his hand, he wore a conspicuous tracking ring.

Half a month had passed, and the supervisors had not given up their suspicion of Han Zhou. In their opinion, the possibility of a criminal committing a crime was too high.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door. Han Zhou impatiently got up and opened the door. He guessed it was that annoying group of inspectors again.

The door opened, and a mediocre face appeared in front of Han Zhou. It was not the supervisor, but a young man with a smile on his face.

The young man was an ordinary person. If the tracking ring on his hand was not conspicuous enough, it would be difficult to find any special features.

"Is there something wrong?" Han Zhou asked stiffly.

He didn't want to interact with other criminals. If the tracking rings of multiple criminals appeared in the same place, they would be suspected of planning a terrorist incident.

"It's nothing, actually." The young man smiled, glanced at Han Zhou's left arm, and said, "I just want to give you something unimportant."

Hearing this, Han Zhou wanted to close the door immediately, but the few words the young man uttered made him stand there in a daze.

"You dropped it at that guy's house that night."

As soon as the words fell, the two fell silent. After a while, Han Zhou let the young man into the house.

Fortunately, his wife and daughter are not here today, so no matter what happens later, it will not affect them.

"Don't worry," the young man sat on the sofa and said with a smile, "I have blocked the signal of my tracking ring, so it won't harm you."

"So powerful?" Han Zhou was shocked, but he believed it a little in his heart. This person knew that he had entered Lin Anyu's house, and he was obviously nearby at the time, but the inspector did not seem to find him.

However, the tracking ring is one of the most important links in the implementation of the Criminal Law. How could it be easily blocked?
"Believe it or not, but don't you also have a way to get rid of the tracking ring?"

Han Zhou was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "You really know."

Han Zhou's family was very poor when he was a child, his mother was seriously ill, and he lost his left arm in an accident. For the sake of his wife and children, his father had to embark on a criminal path and committed robbery and murder.

Using the money that his father had robbed, Han Zhou's mother brought him to a hospital that was conducting illegal biological research.

She did it not for herself who was seriously ill, but for her son. In the end, she used her body and all her money in exchange for the hospital to replace Han Zhou with the latest biological arm.

This biological arm is no different from a real arm. Han Zhou has never told anyone about this, and the hospital is even less likely to release the news.

So no one knew that Han Zhou's left arm could be removed.

So Han Zhou found out about Lin Anyu's situation, sneaked into his residence one night, knocked Wang Shuai unconscious, gave him a severe lesson, and then robbed the money in the house.

"Did you kill that person?" Han Zhou collected his thoughts and asked.

"It's me." The young man smiled, "Is this your first time committing a crime? Next time, remember to take care of your hair and fingerprints. No need to thank me."

He felt no discomfort when talking about killing, so this shouldn't be his first time killing someone... This is a real criminal, Han Zhou made a judgment in his mind.

"I'm not a criminal, I'm just taking back what's mine," he quickly defended.

The young man shook his head and laughed, "A crime is a crime. Why hide it? If they say we inherited the evil gene, then let them see it."

Han Zhou remained silent.

"Actually, I know what you think, or rather, I know what all the sinners think." The young man stood up and asked, "Do you think the sin gene exists?"

"If you want to know, come find me here. Oh, and remember to remove your hands."

The young man didn't say anything more, nor did he look at Han Zhou. After putting a note on the table, he left the room slowly.

Han Zhou watched the young man leave, thought for a while, and put the note away.

(End of this chapter)