Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

At this time, Zheng Yi and Song Gong'an had already returned to the police station.

Under the sycamore tree in the courtyard, several colleagues were gathered together discussing something. When they saw the two return, they all raised their hands to greet them.

"Hey, Xiao Zheng and Lao Song are back?"

"How's the case going? Has it been resolved?"

Song Gong'an was in a bad mood, so he exchanged a few perfunctory pleasantries, and everyone tactfully refrained from asking any further questions and went about their own business.

Zheng Yi didn't rush inside, but instead turned a corner and went to the internal affairs office.

Police Officer Song walked beside him, greeted the administrator familiarly, and thanks to Police Officer Song's connections, Zheng Yi pulled out a blank criminal case filing notice from a stack of documents and turned to walk towards the detention room.

Police Officer Song frowned involuntarily. What exactly was Xiao Zheng up to?

He wanted to follow and see, but a colleague suddenly called out to him from behind, saying that a woman in the office was looking for him and that he should go there immediately, so he had to give up.

Zheng Yi took the blank notification form and went to the detention room alone.

The detention and interrogation rooms in the 1980s were far less standardized than those in later years, and the conditions were quite rudimentary, consisting of a converted ordinary brick house.

The house is quite old; large sections of the plaster have peeled off, revealing the red bricks underneath.

The room was divided in two by an iron fence, and iron bars were welded onto the windows; it was as simple as it could be.

This small room, about 20 square meters in size, was divided by iron railings and crammed with more than a dozen people like sardines in a can. It was crowded and the hygiene was poor, with no comfort whatsoever.

During this period, the police station will ensure the basic survival of the detainees, providing them with a steamed bun and a cup of water to ensure they don't starve or die of thirst.

The Huang family was locked up here for a day and a night. They couldn't sleep or eat well, and they had long lost the arrogance they had when they first came in.

They huddled together against the corner, their hair a mess, looking utterly dejected.

"Squeak—"

The door to the detention cell was pushed open, and Zheng Yi stepped in. Many people in the room immediately looked up and stared at the doorway.

Those who stayed a little longer knew that every time a police officer came in, it meant someone was going to be questioned or dealt with, or be released, depending on whose name was called.

When the Huang family saw Zheng Yi, a glimmer of hope appeared in their eyes.

They all remembered Zheng Yi, the young policeman who had taken charge of their case yesterday.

"Police officer! Police officer!"

Hsieh Shu-chen reacted the fastest, almost tumbling and crawling to the iron railing. She gripped the bars with both hands, squeezed her head between the two railings, and cried out urgently, "When can we leave?"

Zheng Yi looked at her tired face, with sleep still sticking to the corners of her eyes, and showed just the right amount of surprise: "You all knew?"

Upon hearing this, the Huang family's eyes lit up, and they were so excited that they stomped their feet.

"Can we get out now?" Huang Xumin pushed aside the person next to him and came closer.

Mr. Huang, Huang Xudong, and Chen Limei all gathered around, their haggard faces beaming with joy.

Zheng Yi subtly shook the document in his hand, the paper making a soft rustling sound.

"Oh, you might have misunderstood," Zheng Yi said slowly. "When I said 'go out,' I meant that you won't have to stay here any longer."

Mr. Huang's heart skipped a beat, sensing something was amiss. He frowned and asked, "What do you mean? Not staying here means letting us out, doesn't it?"

"Officer, what are you holding in your hand? A criminal case filing notice?!"

Xie Shuzhen, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed the large, bold characters printed on the paper in Zheng Yi's hand. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she frantically pounded on the railing: "Comrade, isn't there some misunderstanding? Didn't we already say that we're related to the Chen family by marriage? It's just a family dispute! We've already agreed to compensation! How can this be dragged into a criminal case?"

If it weren't for the iron fence separating them, she would definitely pounce on Zheng Yi and hug his leg to get the answers she wanted.

"Should a criminal case be opened?"

Huang Xumin panicked and lost his composure. He grabbed Chen Limei's hair and slammed her against the iron railing with a loud thud.

Chen Limei screamed in pain, completely stunned. Then she heard Huang Xumin's low growl: "Quickly explain to the police! Those two are your own brothers! Chen Deshun is your own father! Speak up!" His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a mad tiger, roaring in a low voice.

"Speak up! Do you want to kill my whole family?" Huang Xudong was so anxious that he jumped up and down and reached out to grab Chen Limei's neck.

No one in the Huang family was not panicked.

Criminal case filed! The police officer said "released," but that doesn't mean "released." So where are they taking them?

The meaning is quite clear: they are being transferred from the detention cell to the Dongcheng Detention Center! During their time in the detention cell, they learned a lot about this.

Once someone enters a detention center, they're basically not far from being sentenced!

Once sentenced, forget about your job, your entire life will be ruined!

The company is definitely going to fire them. Even if they are released later, they will have a stain on their record. Which company would dare to hire them?

Doesn't this mean cutting off their family's livelihood?

Chen Limei was stunned with fright, her face turned pale, and a large bump appeared on her forehead. Tears streamed down her face from the pain, but she didn't bother to wipe them away. She hurriedly explained to Zheng Yi, "Yes, yes, yes! Officer, my husband and mother-in-law are right! My father is Chen Deshun, and I am his eldest daughter. My second and fourth brothers were injured! We are family! Please, please let me see them, okay? I'll explain everything to them."

Zheng Yi's face darkened. What kind of behavior was this, two grown men laying a hand on a woman? He shouted sternly, "Behave yourselves! What are you doing, hitting her like that?! This isn't a place for you to run wild!"

Huang Xumin and Huang Xudong were startled by his shout, regained some of their senses, and immediately let go.

Chen Limei rubbed her forehead. She had been caught off guard by the sudden attack, and her forehead was slightly swollen. She felt both pain and fear, and her eyes were filled with terror as she looked at Huang Xumin.

"Officer!" Mr. Huang pleaded, tears streaming down his face, as he leaned against the railing. "We demand a face-to-face confrontation! There must be some misunderstanding! Can you bring Chen Deshun over here so we can clear things up in person?"

"Yes! We need a face-to-face confrontation!" Huang Xumin chimed in, "I only punched Chen Sanqi once. With that fat face and thick skin, how could he possibly be hospitalized? He's definitely faking it! They're just trying to extort money from us!"

Huang Xudong, as if grasping at a straw, pounded on the railing and shouted, "That's right! I just lightly tapped Chen Jianye on the head with a brick, and he bled a little! When I was a kid, it was common to get my head cracked open in fights. It looks scary, but it's nothing serious! It'll be fine in ten days or half a month! Officers, you need to investigate thoroughly, they're definitely faking it!"

Zheng Yi coldly glanced at the two of them: "You need evidence to back up your claims. You say it's fake, so it's fake? The victim is still in the hospital; the doctor recommended hospitalization for observation, saying there might be long-term effects. Save that for the judge!"