Courtyard house: Just the right amount of pressure, leaving you bewildered but not brain-damaged.

With tears streaming down his face, Jia Dongxu recounted his tragic life.

He helped his mother, Jia Zhangshi, pay for the lock, but after returning to the house, he pleaded and begged for half an hour, even getting blisters on his lips, but Jia Zhangshi resolutely refused to get back the seven thousand yuan, not to mention the amount being reduced to five thousand, three thousand, or one thousand.

It all boils down to one sentence: Whoever asked you to pay, go find them.

How could Jia Dongxu dare to ask Yi Zhonghai for money? Did he even want to live a peaceful life in the factory from now on?

"Waaah...waaah"

"I really had no other choice. The next day at work, I found some half-finished practice pieces in my toolbox, and that's when I got the idea to do something wrong."

"Then, every day I would ask the master for some scrap materials, put them in my pocket and take them home at night, and I didn't dare to take too much, just two or three pounds at a time."

"I originally thought I'd just need enough to buy some economy cigarettes, but I just got carried away with it."

"After selling them at the recycling station, I found that I had just enough to buy a bottle of Daqianmen cigarettes."

"I just..."

"Slap slap slap"

Before Jia Dongxu could finish speaking, Gao Xiaosheng slapped him three more times, and today's task was considered complete.

"Gao Xiaosheng, why did you hit me!" Jia Dongxu was stunned by the beating and jumped up and down, wanting to settle the score with Gao Xiaosheng.

Before he could get up, Gao Xiaosheng slapped Jia Dongxu hard on the back of the head, instantly sobering the pretty boy up. He held his head and sat back down in the chair.

But his eyes still held a defiant look as he stared at Gao Xiaosheng, demanding an explanation.

"You just said you bring something to the event every day? Not once every three days?"

I swear to God, Gao Xiaosheng's three big bastards weren't entirely after the chance to win a prize; they were mostly just angry and embarrassed after making a mistake.

He put in so much effort to catch them in the act.

Not only did they ask Sun Youtian to keep an eye on the remaining cigarette packs, but they also arranged a solution.

Even if Jia Dongxu didn't bring any scrap materials today, he could still get Zhang, the station manager of the scrap yard, to testify.

As it turns out, this guy actually took some out every day.

"Ahem, Jia Dongxu, let me confirm one more time, do you really smuggle waste materials out of the factory every day?"

Li Shuguo coughed twice, stood up and walked to Jia Dongxu with a serious expression.

Not only Gao Xiaosheng, but Li Shuguo also felt ashamed.

He's in charge of keeping watch every day.

In other words, for several days in a row, Jia Dongxu walked out of the factory area with scrap materials in his pocket right in front of him.

"Really, I swear, I'm not lying to you."

Jia Dongxu was timid and didn't dare to look Li Shuguo in the eye.

"I take a little every day, but I don't dare bring it home. I secretly put it behind the wall. If you don't believe me, go and see. There's a shallow hole in the wall that I dug."

Gao Xiaosheng and Li Shuguo exchanged a glance, both feeling their faces burning and a little embarrassed.

"That's all for today. Jia Dongxu, think about anything else you haven't explained, and we'll continue tomorrow."

Having reached his limit, Gao Xiaosheng had no more motivation to work overtime on interrogations.

"Yes, you'll be sleeping in the detention cell tonight. Do you have any close neighbors who can pass on a message for you? Our security department doesn't provide meals or extra blankets."

Li Shuguo added a sentence.

"My master and Sha Zhu have both left, Gao Xiaosheng. Could you please tell my mother and my wife?"

"Also, Officer Li, how long do I have to stay here? Can I leave tomorrow morning?"

Jia Dongxu's voice was trembling with sobs, as if he had been repeatedly ravaged by Gao Xiaosheng and Li Shuguo a hundred and eighty times.

"Tomorrow? What are you thinking? At the shortest, three days, maybe seven, let's see if you explain yourself thoroughly enough."

Li Shuguo was adept at scaring people.

In fact, Zhou Jiasheng had already given instructions that this matter needed to be both big and small.

It's important to make a big show of it so that all the factory workers know that the security department has started cracking down on the theft of scrap materials.

Minor punishments should be lenient rather than severe, focusing on criticism and education, and avoiding creating widespread anxiety.

There's no fixed maximum or minimum detention period; three days is enough to serve as a deterrent.

"Seven, seven days? No way! I'll tell you whatever you want to know, really, I promise I'll tell you everything."

"Officer Li, I want to redeem myself by doing good deeds. I'm reporting that workers in the rolling mill and finishing workshop are also stealing scrap materials, and they've been doing it for years."

What does it mean to panic and speak recklessly? Just look at Jia Dongxu now.

"Snapped!"

A solid slap landed on Jia Dongxu's face.

In less than a second, Jia Dongxu's right cheek visibly swelled.

Gao Xiaosheng felt pain just looking at it.

That's right, he didn't slap me; it was Li Shuguo's doing.

"Jia Dongxu, let me tell you, I'm asking you a question before you answer. If I didn't ask, you can't just spout nonsense, understand?"

Jia Dongxu was completely stunned. His tightly clenched legs relaxed, and pale yellow urine flowed down his trouser legs, soon pooling on the ground.

"grass"

"Holy shit!"

Gao Xiaosheng and Li Shuguo covered their noses and quickly backed away.

After trembling uncontrollably for two seconds, Jia Dongxu finally completed the restart process.

"This, I, you..."

Feeling the warmth emanating from the pants clinging to his thighs, and his feet feeling wet and soft as if stepping into a muddy pit, Jia Dongxu knew he was too ashamed to face anyone.

He's twenty-two and still wets his pants; he's probably the only one in the entire factory to do that.

"Alright, that's enough. I'll have your mom bring you pants and shoes. And remember to clean the floor thoroughly later!"

After Gao Xiaosheng finished speaking, he quickly walked out of the detention room.

Li Shuguo followed closely behind and locked the door.

"This... coward."

Li Shuguo pointed at the door for a while before he could come up with a suitable adjective.

"Alright, Lao Li, I'm leaving now. You're not going home tonight, are you? Jia Dongxu's family is coming over, you'll have to receive them."

Gao Xiaosheng waved his hand, lifted his long leg, and straddled the bicycle.

"No problem, Sheng-ge. Have your family bring a rag and some soap. The house smells awful, and we can't open the windows. We still have to interrogate him tomorrow."

"Goodbye, Brother Sheng!"

Old Li is quite polite.

As Gao Xiaosheng rode his bicycle to the gate of the compound, he could vaguely hear Jia Zhangshi wailing inside.

"I can't live like this anymore! Damn the security department, damn Gao Xiaosheng, they arrested my Dongxu!"

"Old Jia, open your eyes and look! They're all bullying us orphans and widows!"

"Hurry up and take them away!"

They carried the car into the front yard, the sound crystal clear, each word like a demonic whisper, even more unpleasant than the chirping of cicadas.

"Little, Gao... clerk."

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and others were comforting Jia Zhangshi in the central courtyard when they saw Gao Xiaosheng. Yi Zhonghai quickly ran to the front yard.

"How's Dongxu doing? Is it a big deal?"

"Brother Xiaosheng, you're back." He Yushui opened the door and took Gao Xiaosheng's bicycle.

"Okay, Rain Water, we'll eat later. I have something to do at the Intermediate People's Court."

Gao Xiaosheng ignored Yi Zhonghai, patted Yushui's head, gave him a few instructions, and headed straight for the Intermediate People's Court.

"Gao Xiaosheng, you bastard, did you frame my Dongxu?"

Sitting on the ground, Jia Zhangshi stopped cursing and summoning the spirit. She scrambled to her feet and rushed towards Gao Xiaosheng, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws.