Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 643 Honest
Why do you believe that Wang Hongyang was responsible for the case at the **street office finance office?

"Dahei told me that Wang Hongyang borrowed money from Dahei, and after a month, the principal and interest had reached nearly two hundred yuan. Of course, that's not the main point. The main point is that before Dahei left, he extorted a sum of money from that kid surnamed Wang."

Hearing this, Jin Zhihai narrowed his eyes: "You extorted money from Wang Hongyang? Dahei told you that himself? How much did you extort?"

"It was Dahei who told me this before he left. He extorted 20,000 yuan. He told me that when he heard about the case at the **street office, he guessed that it was Wang Hongyang who did it. So when the man surnamed Wang returned the money to him, he casually asked for a bribe, and he actually guessed right."

After getting the money, Dahei was worried that it would implicate him in the case, so he ran away. He didn't tell me where he went.

"Ding Dajun, did An Hongwei and Li Zhaoming also borrow money from Dahei?"

"Yes"

"How much money did you borrow?"

"The principal was sixty, the same for both of them, and with interest, it's already over one hundred."

Didn't Dahei share any of the money he extorted from Wang Hongyang with you?

"Mr. Jin, I really don't have that. To be honest, even if he gave it to me, I wouldn't dare to take it. I'm genuinely afraid that giving it to me would get me involved in the case."

"Dahei only needs to eat his fill, so he can just leave without a care in the world. But I can't do that. I have elderly parents and young children to support. I can't abandon everything for a little money."

"Ding Dajun, do you have any evidence or clues that can prove that Wang Hongyang committed the case in the **street office?

"I don't have any evidence, but as for clues... you can try contacting Wang Hongyang's driving instructor."

???

Ding Dajun's words made Jin Zhihai frown deeply.

"His driving instructor is no longer with us."

"Oh, I didn't explain clearly." Ding Dajun raised his hand and slapped his forehead: "When Wang Hongyang was learning to drive, he had two instructors. Everyone knows about the one who died in a car accident, but there was actually another one. His name is Pan Debao, and he currently works at the Yangchao District Transportation Team."

"Is the Pan Debao you're talking about the guy who took Wang Hongyang to play cards?"

"No, the one who took Wang Hongyang to play cards was the one who died in a car accident. This Pan Debao doesn't actually play cards. You're not from Yangchao, so you might not be familiar with Pan Debao. Captain Duan should know him; he's quite well-known in our district."

As he spoke, Ding Dajun raised his chin and gestured to Captain Duan beside him.

Jin Zhihai turned his head and looked at Lao Duan with some curiosity.

"Mr. Jin, this Pan Debao is indeed a very notorious person around here. You should have heard about what he did. Seven years ago, a woman called the police claiming that she had been raped..."

Upon hearing this, Jin Zhihai exclaimed "Oh!" as if he had just realized something.

"Oh, I know who you're talking about. It's the guy whose lower body was cut off in the accident!"

“That’s right, Mr. Jin, it’s him.” Captain Duan nodded in confirmation of Jin Zhihai’s words.

The man they were talking about, Pan Debao, was in his early fifties. Before the liberation, his father worked as a bodyguard and driver for a wealthy man, and he learned his driving skills from his father.

After liberation, because he could drive and repair cars, he was assigned to work in a transport team. At that time, he had found a girlfriend and they were planning to get married.

But an accident occurred on the eve of his wedding, an accident that changed his life.

It was a routine vehicle inspection before setting off to pick up goods. The truck being inspected was fine, but for some reason, the tire of another vehicle not far from it blew out without any external force.

This wouldn't have been a big deal, as there was no one near the car with the flat tire; the closest person was at least ten meters away, and Pan Debao was even twenty meters away from the car.

Coincidentally, there was a small piece of metal on the ground next to the exploded tire. The impact of the truck tire explosion was so great that it blew the piece of metal away.

The piece of iron flew towards Pan Debao like a bullet.

The man surnamed Pan was originally inspecting the car he was about to drive with his back to this side when the tire exploded, which startled him. He turned around to look at the car with the blown tire.

Just as he turned his body, the piece of metal that had been propelled by the exploding tire flew over and pierced his groin.

The thin sheet of iron, like a sharp blade, cut his genitals so cleanly that it was more than any of the eunuchs in the palace had ever done.

This completely changed his fate; the deal he had agreed to fall through.

What truly made him famous was a case from seven years ago, as Captain Duan mentioned. A woman, disheveled, ran to the police station in the middle of the night to report that she had been raped by a man on her way home from her night shift.

The police station reported the case to the branch bureau, and the criminal investigation department found an art teacher to create a portrait of the suspect based on the woman's description.

Based on the sketch, the criminal investigation department found Pan Debao. After meeting him, the woman insisted that it was him. In order to prove his innocence, Pan had no choice but to expose his own shortcomings to prove that he could not possibly have done such a thing to the woman.

Of course, the police wouldn't release him easily just because he didn't have the item, especially since the victim had identified him. However, after investigation, it turned out that he really didn't do it. The man surnamed Pan simply didn't have time to commit the crime and had a solid alibi.

It was also because of the high-profile investigation that Pan Debao's physical defect, which had been largely forgotten, was once again exposed to the public.

This incident greatly traumatized him. As a man, he had lost the physical characteristics that a man should have, which had already distorted his psychology. This incident made his physical defect a topic of conversation, making him even more sensitive and insecure.

Pan Debao believed that this was all caused by the woman who falsely accused him, so he began to follow her in various ways, wanting to psychologically torment her and make her unable to eat or sleep.

He did indeed do it, appearing around the woman from time to time, watching her with a cold gaze, but without making any other moves, just quietly following her.

This terrified the woman, and calling the police didn't help, since the woman hadn't done anything wrong.

The police also talked to Pan Debao, but to little avail. He continued to do as he pleased. This situation lasted for more than half a year until the woman couldn't take it anymore and sent him 300 yuan through someone, which finally brought it to an end.

This incident also made the man surnamed Pan a celebrity in Yangchao District.

bodyguard?

After listening to Captain Duan's account of Pan Debao's story, Jin Zhihai frowned slightly. Before the liberation, Pan's father had worked as a bodyguard for wealthy people, and Jin Zhihai himself had been trained by his father to be a bodyguard.

Could it be said that the man surnamed Pan knew some martial arts, and that bodyguards during the Republic of China era did more than just bodyguard work, but also helped their bosses with dirty work?

"Where is Pan Debao now? Ding Dajun, why did you say he was Wang Hongyang's other mentor?" "President Jin, I'm not entirely sure what their master-disciple relationship is. I just overheard Pan Debao say at the mahjong table that Wang Hongyang was his apprentice and he was the driver. I guess he taught him driving and car repair."

"Pan Debao is still working in the district transportation team."

The first sentence was Ding Dajun's answer, and the second sentence was said by Captain Duan.

After listening, Jin Zhihai thought for a moment and then instructed Lao Duan: "Captain Duan, arrange for someone to bring the man surnamed Pan over. Tell him that there is a report that he is gambling and asking him to come to the station to cooperate with the investigation."

"Yes, Mr. Jin, I'll arrange it right away."

"Ding Dajun, confess your affairs. As long as you cooperate well, we can give you a mitigating circumstance because you took the initiative to confess. You only have one chance, so I hope you can seize it and not regret it later."

After sitting there silently taking a few puffs of his cigarette, Ding Dajun finally looked up and said, "I confess!"

"Okay, then tell me what you've done over the years."

"I……"

Ding Dajun started to confess, but this kid was very cunning. He knew what he could say and what he couldn't say. He only confessed to some trivial matters. All of it added up, he would at most serve three to five years in prison. If he could get a reduced sentence, it wouldn't even take three to five years.

Jin Zhihai knew, of course, that this guy was downplaying the important points when he confessed, but he didn't say anything and just listened silently. He had been given the opportunity, and if he didn't cherish it, it wouldn't be long before the people saw the determination of the police to eradicate this social scourge after the big operation started tomorrow. At that time, there would definitely be a lot of people reporting him.

If he doesn't confess, and someone else reports him and it gets found out, well, sorry, then the mitigation won't apply anymore.

People are sometimes like that; they easily think they're clever, but in the end, they end up shooting themselves in the foot.

Jin Zhihai listened for over an hour before the man named Pan Debao was brought in and left Ding Dajun's side, heading to the interrogation room next door.

Whether it was psychological or not, Jin Zhihai always felt a strange sense of unease about this man surnamed Pan.

"Pan Debao?"

"I'm"

"I am Jin Zhihai, the deputy chief of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. This is my work ID."

Pan Debao stared blankly at the policeman in front of him.

Municipal Public Security Bureau Headquarters?
Didn't you say you were brought in for investigation because you were gambling with money? How come someone from the headquarters, a leader at that, is personally coming to interrogate you?
Soon, Pan Debao realized that the police had brought him here with ulterior motives, just like the old saying goes, "Xiang Zhuang danced with his sword, but his real intention was to kill Liu Bang."

“Wang Hongyang did that; I had no prior knowledge of it.”

!!!

Pan Debao's words startled Jin Zhihai slightly. He hadn't expected this guy to react so quickly, immediately knowing why he had come after hearing him introduce himself.

"Oh? You didn't know beforehand? So you found out afterward, right?"

“I guessed it was him who gave me 30,000 yuan and asked me to hide it for him, but I never asked him about it.”

"What did you say?" Kim Ji-hae's eyes narrowed.

"Wang Hongyang gave you 30,000 yuan to help him hide it?"

“That’s right.” Pan Debao nodded.

"Since you have your suspicions, why don't you report it to the police? Where did you hide the 30,000 yuan?"

"I'm just guessing, and I'm not sure. What if I'm wrong and it causes trouble for your police force?" Pan Debao said nonchalantly.

"Besides, I heard that 50,000 yuan was lost, but he only gave me 30,000 yuan, so... the money is in the ditch in my truck garage, where there are two bricks that can be removed."

Each vehicle in the transport team has its own garage. To facilitate vehicle maintenance, there are pre-dug trenches in the garages. These garages are mostly fixed. People rarely go down into the trenches under the vehicles when they are not being maintained. It is indeed safer to hide things there, especially when they are hidden behind the bricks around the trench.

Upon hearing this, Jin Zhihai turned to look at Captain Duan.

Even without his instructions, Lao Duan had already started arranging for people to go to the transport team to collect the 30,000 yuan when Lao Duan turned his head to look.

Seeing that Lao Duan had already made the arrangements, Jin Zhihai turned his attention back to Pan Debao.

"Besides asking you to help him hide the money, what else did Wang Hongyang say?"

“He didn’t say anything else, and I didn’t ask anything either. I think he should be able to guess that I had guessed where his money came from.”

"Didn't he say when he would need the money?"

"no"

"Pan Debao, did you teach Wang Hongyang his kung fu?"

Faced with this question, the man surnamed Pan did not rush to answer. Instead, he remained silent for a while before explaining, "I did teach him some hand skills, but I never asked him to use the skills I taught him to kill someone. Officer, this... this shouldn't be illegal, right?"

“It’s not illegal. Teaching him kung fu is not illegal. However, failing to report it and helping to conceal stolen money are illegal.”

"I didn't know it was stolen money," Pan Debao argued.

"Hehe, Pan Debao, we're not children anymore. Don't you find it ridiculous that you're saying this? You're so eager to clear your name, but can you really do it?"

They even said they didn't know it was stolen money. Come on, tell me, under what circumstances can one legally and legitimately earn that 30,000 yuan?

Let's not even talk about before Liberation. It's been 31 years since 1949. Tell me, have you saved up 30,000 yuan? You drivers don't just earn a salary; you have all sorts of other income. Tell me, do you have that much savings now? You're still single and have no family to support."

Pan Debao fell silent again; he couldn't answer the question because he didn't have one.

Assuming he receives 100 yuan a month, that's 1200 yuan a year, and even after 31 years, he would only accumulate 37,200 yuan. That would require him to save every penny, not to mention that he couldn't possibly receive 100 yuan every month.

Not to mention that Wang Hongyang has only been working for a few years, how could he possibly have a legitimate income of 30,000 yuan?

(End of this chapter)