Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 701 Arrangement
Li Yancheng's words made the expressions of the brigade leaders even more solemn.

Jin Zhihai and Zhu Dongjun exchanged a glance across the leader, both seeing a hint of worry in each other's eyes.

After turning his gaze away, Jin Zhihai immediately called the others to think with him and made a list of everyone who had been in contact with Jiang Feiyang in the past few days, including themselves, of course.

Li Yancheng stood there, his gaze deep as he looked through the one-way glass at the scene in the interrogation room.

It is said that a dying person speaks good words. He doesn't believe this. Some people may indeed be like that, showing their true feelings before they die. But some people think, "If I die, no one will have an easy time," like this guy who is currently being interrogated.

After watching for a while, he turned and walked outside.

"You guys discuss it first, I'll go take a look."

Before the words were even finished, the person had already walked out of the house. Without lingering, they went straight to the interrogation room next door.

When the interrogation room door was pushed open from the outside, the noise attracted the attention of everyone inside. When they saw who had entered, everyone except Jiang Feiyang, who was strapped to a special chair and unable to move, stood up.

"Director Li"

"Director Li..."

"Everybody sit down, everybody sit down."

Li Yancheng raised his hand and pressed it down, his gaze falling on the only person sitting there in the whole room.

Since seeing him come in, Jiang Feiyang's already pale face became even paler, like a blank sheet of paper, without a trace of blood.

"Do you know who I am?" Li Yancheng stopped a few steps away from Jiang Feiyang, who was strapped to a special chair, and asked him, his voice neither too loud nor too soft.

Although the voice wasn't loud, it sounded like a clap of thunder to the man surnamed Jiang, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

Looking at Li Yancheng, who stood there with an imposing presence, Jiang Feiyang swallowed hard and nodded slightly.

Seeing him nod, Li Yancheng smiled faintly: "If you know who I am, then you should also know my methods."

"Know...know..."

This time, Jiang Feiyang didn't nod, but spoke, though his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like sand being rubbed back and forth on glass.

"Good to know." Li Yancheng still had that faint smile on his face.

"Since you know my methods, don't test my patience, and don't think that you can escape legal punishment just because someone has given you some unrealistic information. To me, that's wishful thinking."

Li Yancheng's words caused the expressions of everyone else in the room to change. Several brigade leaders in the next room also looked up and peered through the one-way glass into the interrogation room.

The difference was that the interrogators in the interrogation room and the staff of the Municipal Supervisory Commission and the Supervisory Commission above were looking at Director Li's back with shock, while the five leaders of the General Team were looking at Jiang Feiyang's face.

The young man surnamed Jiang was also shocked, and a flash of panic crossed his eyes. Although it was only fleeting, it was seen by Li Yancheng, who had been watching him closely, and was also clearly seen by Jin Zhihai and the other four in the next room.

"Fuck!"

Kim Ji-hae couldn't help but curse out loud.

Despite all precautions, someone with ulterior motives still managed to pass on a message to this kid.

Political Commissar Zhu Dongjun and the other three deputy chiefs also turned pale at this moment.

In the interrogation room, Jiang Feiyang's lips trembled slightly. He opened and closed his mouth several times but couldn't utter a single word. After a long while, he finally said with some difficulty, "Director Li... I... I didn't... I didn't understand what you meant."

"Jiang Feiyang, whether you understood what I said or not, it doesn't matter. But I hope you will listen carefully to what I'm about to say and remember it."

When the young man surnamed Jiang heard Li Yancheng say that, his gaze sharpened.

"Don't make a futile struggle."

Our Director Li didn't care about his expression and said directly, "Don't have any illusions, and don't think that you can get any different results by making random accusations here."

I can only say you're overthinking it. It's 1:30 PM on July 29th now. If you haven't finished confessing who else you know has committed what illegal or disorderly acts by 9:00 AM tomorrow, then keep the rest to yourself. We won't listen to another word you say.

I know that someone must have secretly contacted you these past two days and conveyed some information to you, such as trying to find a way to save you, which is why you still have a glimmer of hope.

That's incredibly naive. Your case has received personal approval from Director Duan of the city government, and the supervisory commission has even sent a working group over. Do you really think anyone can save you?

besides……"

At this point, Li Yancheng turned around and walked to the table where the interrogators were taking notes. He picked up the pen and notebook from the table, then walked back to Jiang Feiyang and placed the paper and notebook he had just taken on the handcuffs that held his hands in place in front of him.

"Write down everything you know, only what you know, who has done what illegal and disorderly things. I remind you, don't write anything random."

It doesn't matter if you write whatever you want; the staff of the supervisory committee will investigate thoroughly and will not let any lawbreakers go unpunished, nor will they wrong an innocent person.

Remember, Jiang Feiyang, you don't have time. Tomorrow morning before nine o'clock, we'll transfer your case to the procuratorate and have them file charges against you. At that point, no one will be willing to listen to anything you want to say.

As he spoke, Li Yancheng stretched out his right hand and gently tapped the barrier holding the interrogator's hands together twice with his index finger. The sound was not loud, but Jiang Feiyang felt as if each tap was hitting his heart.

Seeing the serious expression on Director Li's face, the man surnamed Jiang knew that this man was truly losing patience.

But he was not willing to give up. He wanted to stir things up as much as possible. So he coughed lightly and said, "Director Li, just because you don't want to listen doesn't mean others don't want to listen either. For example, those members of the Supervisory Committee. I know a lot of things here."

"Haha, threatening me?"

"I wouldn't dare, I'm just stating the facts."

"You mean you're not going to listen to what I just said?"

"I want to give it a try and see what happens after nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll grant your request." Li Yancheng nodded with a smile, then gestured to the two guards standing behind Jiang Feiyang.

"Take him away. Since he's unwilling to cooperate, there's no need to interrogate him."

After saying this, he turned to look at the one-way glass, raised his hand and beckoned the people over there to come over, and then looked at the staff of the Municipal Supervisory Commission and the Supervisory Commission above.

"Do you have any objections?" "No."

When Li Yancheng asked for their opinions, the group shook their heads vigorously, even the two people sent by the supervisory committee didn't dare to say anything against it.

“Director Li, our director and Director Xia have both instructed that everything here is up to you,” said a division chief from the Municipal Supervisory Commission.

No sooner had he finished speaking than one of the two supervisory committee members above also spoke up.

"Director Li, our leader told us before we came that we would listen to you here."

"very good."

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Li Yancheng asks or not. Asking this question is just for show. Within his jurisdiction, everyone has to listen to him. He doesn't care whether you are from the Municipal Supervisory Commission or the Supervisory Commission above.

If you want to continue the trial, you can take the person away, but don't leave them here.

At that moment, the interrogation room door was pushed open, and Kim Ji-hae and four others from the next room walked in.

"Zhihai, there's no need to try this guy surnamed Jiang anymore. His case is closed. Transfer the case file to the procuratorate for review and prosecution."

"Yes"

Jiang Feiyang was then escorted up from the special chair by the two guards. After being handcuffed again, one of the guards squatted down and picked up the chain between the shackles and handcuffs that had fallen to the ground, preparing to fix the other end back to the handcuffs.

The young man surnamed Jiang was a bit dumbfounded. Was this... for real?

He never expected that all he wanted to do was to be a little more assertive and have some fun talking, but Director Li would completely act unpredictably and just flip the table and quit the game.

"Director Li... I... I still have a lot to explain."

"It doesn't matter whether they have it or not. We'll investigate slowly and eventually find out all those 'parasites.' Besides, you've already confessed so much; that'll keep the supervisory committee busy for a while."

Li Yancheng said without even turning his head: "I don't believe that the people you mentioned earlier were all framed by you. As long as one person has a problem, the comrades of the Supervisory Committee can pry more 'parasites' out of their mouths."

Why would I need to be threatened by you here, kid? Let me teach you a lesson. A prisoner should act like a prisoner. Asking you to confess is just to give you a chance to cleanse your sins, not for you to use to threaten us.

When have you ever seen an organization accept threats? If I can be reborn as a human in my next life, I must be a good person and never do anything illegal or criminal again.

After saying this, Li Yancheng walked towards the door of the interrogation room.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Feiyang became anxious and hurriedly shouted, "I'll confess, I'll cooperate, Director Li, I guarantee to disclose all the clues I have about people who have committed illegal and disorderly acts."

As long as the case remains in the hands of the Public Security Bureau, he can live one more day at a time, and there might be some unexpected changes during that time. Although the chances are slim, there is always hope. But once the case reaches the Procuratorate, his days of living will truly begin to count down.

Li Yancheng, who had already reached the door of the interrogation room, stopped and turned around to ask, "Okay, first question: after you were brought here, who contacted you, when, and what did they say to you?"

"I don't know who it is." Perhaps genuinely afraid that they wouldn't continue interrogating him, the young man surnamed Jiang replied without the slightest hesitation.

He had barely uttered those words when he saw Li Yancheng narrow his eyes, clearly indicating that he didn't believe him, so he quickly explained.

"Director Li, I'm not making this up. I really don't know who it is. I didn't see anyone at all. It was the night before last when I was eating in the detention cell. Halfway through my meal, I found a note inside my steamed bun. The note told me to hang in there, that they were trying to find a solution, and that I shouldn't sleep from that night onwards."

"The notebook is still there. Write down everything you know. Remember, don't test my patience."

After saying this, Li Yancheng looked at Jin Zhihai, whose face was dark: "Find out the truth, including the hospital."

"Yes"

……

After leaving the interrogation room, Li Yancheng left the headquarters. He had a meeting at headquarters that afternoon and didn't have time to linger there.

As for why he didn't use that special method to interrogate Jiang Feiyang, the reason is actually quite simple: he didn't know what to ask.

His method has a major drawback: you must know exactly what you want to ask, and the more detailed the questions, the more detailed the answers will be from the person being interrogated.

Conversely, the more general the question, the more general the answer will be, and sometimes the answer will even be completely irrelevant, which is a complete waste of time.

Those who have been interrogated, now thanks to his technological improvements, do not have to fall into that period of coma and weakness, but they cannot withstand continuous interrogation using that method. They need at least half a month to recover in between, otherwise it will be fatal.

Sitting in the back seat, Li Yancheng rested his elbow on the edge of the car window, gazing out with a deep look in his eyes.

……

August 26, 1984, Sunday, the 30th day of the 7th month of the Jiazi year in the lunar calendar, is an auspicious day for starting a business.

The restaurant that Cheng Jianwen, Zhu Yongyang, and Mr. Fang from Hong Kong jointly opened quietly.

There was no gong and drum commotion, no red flags waving, no firecrackers exploding, no packed house, and not even a signboard at the main entrance. To be precise, apart from a certain group of people, even the residents of the courtyard next door were unaware that their huge neighboring courtyard had been turned into a restaurant.

On its opening day, this private restaurant only served one table of food, and it wasn't even cooked here, but at No. 20 Meishan East Hutong.

That's right, it's at Li Yancheng's house.

Early in the morning, Zhu Yongyang arrived at the Li family's house with a chef and pre-prepared ingredients, acting without prior notice.

"No, wait a minute, wait a minute."

Seeing Lao Zhu enter and immediately and expertly direct the chefs he brought to the kitchen to begin preparations, Li Yancheng was completely stunned and remained speechless for a long while before he came to his senses.

"Old Zhu, what did you just say? Your restaurant is opening today, so you're coming over to celebrate? Did I hear you right?"

“That’s right!” Zhu Yongyang said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“You’re the landlord, and we’re your tenants. We’re renting your place to open a restaurant, and today is our opening day, so we definitely have to celebrate!”

"If you're going to celebrate, then celebrate. What are you doing here?"

"Let's celebrate together."

(End of this chapter)