Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 786 The Dead Are Gone

Xiao Wei's head buzzed, he opened his mouth a few times but couldn't make a sound, and his nose suddenly stung with tears.

Lu said, "The doctor did his best, tried everything, but nothing worked. He's in the morgue now. I'm going back to the station to write a report. You stay there and don't leave, understand? You and Xiao Liu need to sign the report later. You should supplement the materials now. You know the situation better than I do, so write it in detail and see if we can get some benefits for Lao Huang in the end."

Xiao Wei struggled for a long time before he could finally make a sound: "Mmm."

Lu said, "Don't overthink it. The most important thing now is to restore the facts. We need to prove that Lao Huang left on official business, and secondly, we need to find eyewitnesses. This is very important. Because of our positions, we can't testify, so our testimony doesn't count."

Xiao Wei said, "Okay, I'll go ask. I'll go now." His voice was a little hoarse.

Lu said, "You can't leave now. I'm going to report right away, and you have to come with me. Or, you can send Xiao Liu to find someone and tell him who they want to talk to. After that, you can write the report now, and make sure it's detailed."

Xiao Wei nodded and said, "Okay, I'll write the report." After hanging up the phone, Xiao Wei couldn't quite describe the feeling in his heart. He propped himself up on his legs, turned his head to look at the detention room, licked his lips, gritted his teeth, and finally walked towards the interrogation room.

"Why are you throwing things?" As he pushed open the door and entered the room, Xiao Liu and a detective were interrogating Song Laosan.

"I didn't fall. What did I fall? I'm drunk and can't remember. Should I go back and sober up, and come back tomorrow? And you guys were too rough. Look at my handcuffs! They're all scraped. You should take care of this, right?" Old Song leaned back in his chair, looking completely indifferent.

Xiao Wei turned to look at the arrogant Song Laosan, who asked, "What are you looking at? So what if I got into a fight? I'll pay for it if I hit someone. Look at the mess you've made of me. Let me tell you, this isn't over. This is the Public Security Bureau, isn't it? I'll go and report you as soon as I get out of here. I don't believe there's no place to reason with them!"

Xiao Wei took a breath, didn't make a sound, walked over and kicked Song Laosan in the face. With a cry of pain, Song Laosan fell to the ground along with his chair. At that time, those interrogation chairs fixed to the ground were not yet popular; it was just an ordinary chair.

Before Xiao Liu and the detective could react, Xiao Wei had already pounced over and started punching Song Laosan in the face.

By the time Xiao Liu and the detective ran over and pulled Xiao Wei up, Song Laosan was already bruised and bleeding from his nose and mouth. He scrambled to the corner of the room, pleading, "I give up, I give up. I broke the plate, I smashed the beer bottle, I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it, okay?"

Xiao Liu hugged Xiao Wei and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Wei suddenly felt weak and swayed; he would have collapsed if Xiao Liu hadn't caught him. He reached out to steady himself on the table, pulled over a chair, and sat down, saying, "Take him back. Put him in the detention cell. No need for interrogation."

Xiao Liu asked, "What happened?"

Xiao Wei gritted his teeth and said, "Huang Suo hit him and killed him. He's dead. He's in the morgue." He looked up at Xiao Liu, and at that moment he couldn't control himself anymore. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't know why he was suddenly so sad.

The detective, who was standing to the side, stepped forward upon hearing Xiaowei's words: "Calm down. Everyone, calm down. I'll take him away. Don't worry, he'll be in solitary confinement. I guarantee no one will see him and he won't be able to escape. Let's calm down first, okay? I promise I won't stop you if you want to kill him later."

Xiao Wei reached out and grabbed Xiao Liu, pulling him forward. He said to the detective, "Please, take him out and put him in solitary confinement."

The detective nodded, turned around, grabbed Song Laosan, handcuffed him behind his back, and dragged him out. As soon as they left the interrogation room, Song Laosan started shouting, "Someone's been beaten! Someone's been murdered! Come quick, someone's been killed! I want to file a complaint! I want to!"

With a muffled thud, Song Laosan's cry abruptly ended.

Xiao Wei grabbed Xiao Liu and said, "We need to help Chief Huang now. Go to that restaurant and find the owner. Ask him to help you find the people who saw Song Laosan beat Chief Huang, understand? I saw it, but it's useless; I can't be a witness. Tell the owner that he'll give him 10,000 yuan for each person he finds, and 20,000 yuan for two. But it can't be fake; it has to be real eyewitness accounts. There are so many people gathered over there; there are quite a few who saw it."

Tears streamed down Xiao Liu's face as she clenched her teeth, making a clicking sound. "Okay," she said, "anything else?"

Xiao Wei said, "Director Lu is coming right away. I need to write a report quickly. You go find him immediately. Also, don't go back to the station yet. We can't ruin Director Huang's plans, understand? He's already gone. We have to help him get some benefits; he can't have died in vain. If everyone goes on an attack now, it'll definitely cause trouble, you understand?"

Xiao Liu nodded: "I understand, I understand."

Xiao Wei said, "Okay, you go ahead, I'll write the report. Remember, the entire Huang family is hanging on us right now."

As soon as the door opened, Director Qin strode in: "What's going on? What happened?" The detective, after locking up Song Laosan, immediately ran up and called Director Qin down, afraid that he would lose control of the situation. Of course, he couldn't say that he had also taken action himself.

Xiao Wei wiped his face, sniffed, and said, "It's nothing. Xiao Liu, you go ahead, Salendah."

Director Qin reached out and grabbed Xiao Liu, saying, "Where are you going? How can you go like this? Can you even drive? Where are you going? I'll send someone to drive you."

Xiao Liu wiped her face hard, unable to hold back her tears. What could she do if they kept coming out?

Xiao Wei said, "Let's go to that restaurant and find two witnesses. That works too. Uncle Qin, could you send someone? I can't drive right now."

Director Qin opened the door and called out a few times, then summoned someone. Xiao Liu put on his hat and followed him out. Director Qin pulled over a chair and sat down next to Xiao Wei: "What's going on? Who died?" The detective hadn't explained clearly in his haste.

Xiao Wei took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and said, "Officer Huang. He just died. At the scene, Song Laosan pushed him a few times and hit his head against his chest. He was dead on the spot. After that, Song Laosan lay in front of the car and lingered for about ten minutes. In the end, he was taken to the hospital too late and didn't make it."

Director Qin hissed, sat up straight, thought for a moment, and asked, "Did you report this to Director Liu?"

Xiao Wei said, "Officer Lu is coming right away. He'll have to report it; I'm not qualified. You go ahead and do your work, Uncle. I'm fine; I'll be done in a bit. I still have to write a report. I'm the only one here; I'm the only one who knows the situation."

Director Qin picked up the paper and pen and said, "You tell me, I'll write it down, and then we'll both sign it. How can you write it like this? Tell me."

Xiao Wei took a drag of his cigarette and recounted the incident from the moment the police station received the report: "He hit me quite hard. Huang's back was pressed against the Santana and he had nowhere to hide. He was immediately in bad shape, his face turned blue, and he was sweating like crazy. I could tell something was wrong, so I helped him into the car to go to the hospital. But then Song Laosan just lay down in front of the car and wouldn't move. In the end, the restaurant owner and I had to lift him to the side."

Even then, he wouldn't stop and tried to crawl back. I had no choice but to handcuff him. I was probably in a rush, and I used too much force, cutting his wrist. He's even going to sue me. Oh, and that bald guy, the fat white guy in the back, he's been stirring things up the whole time, trying to get Song Laosan to fight us. We can't let him go easily.”

(End of this chapter)