Chapter 4: Bullets with Substance (Part 1)

  Crude oil futures prices are surging rapidly, the US-Iran war is getting closer and closer, the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger, the US war machine has been fully activated, military supplies and personnel are being transported to the Gulf in an endless stream, major stock markets around the world are slowly running towards the bottom, all eyes are focused on the timing of this war's outbreak!

  Just like the virus spreading domestically, Guangdong has also seen a frenzy of idiotic crowds for vinegar, mung beans and banlangen, which have started their absurd and ridiculous price surge!

  "Damn it! One kick in his groin and he's kneeling on the ground, this little bastard is trembling all over, shitting and pissing everywhere. Our captain raises the small flag and shouts 'Ready!' We, a group of armed police, immediately point our guns at those death row inmates, right from behind. Zhou Jing uses his hand to gesture on Zheng Xue's back, indicating the position, and says, "This spot guarantees that one shot will penetrate the heart from behind!" As soon as the captain shouts 'Fire!' I pull the trigger, 'Bang!' One accurate shot! I immediately push the gun forward and take a big step back, careful not to get splashed by the dead man's blood. That little bastard twitches twice on the ground and then dies!"

  "Brother Zhou, so that's what it means to be executed by firing squad! I heard you armed police wear sunglasses when carrying out executions, is that true?" a 19-year-old inmate Jing Yang asked Zhou Qing.

  "Ah, that's right! Some soldiers are superstitious and say they're afraid of being haunted by the ghosts of those they've killed, so they wear sunglasses. But those are just cowardly soldiers or ones on their first mission. In our unit, there was a soldier who later developed schizophrenia. Every night when he closed his eyes, he would talk nonsense, shouting that the prisoner he had shot was haunting him, saying he was innocent. It's really embarrassing for us armed police!" Zhou Jing flicked the cigarette butt with his finger and it landed right in the latrine.

  Another prisoner asked: "Zhou Ge, didn't they say we were going to get more guns?"

  Zhou Ding let out a hum from his nose and said, "Damn it! Who wants to die? Who is willing to have their life taken away by a single bullet in one second? Who doesn't want to take another look at the world? I'm telling you, some death row inmates can really hold on! I personally saw one of my comrades fire five bullets in a row, and that death row inmate was really an iron man. The blood was gushing out of him, but he was still shouting and struggling on the ground. My comrade's body was covered in blood! In the end, it was our squad leader who stepped on his back, aimed at the back of his head with a pistol, and shot him through!"

  The prisoner stuck out his tongue and made a hissing sound, then asked: "What crime did this Han man commit to be sentenced to death?"

  He curled his lip and said, "Robbery, murder, drug trafficking - that's the real underworld boss! At the time, a burst of gunfire killed him and his three henchmen. The three henchmen were all paralyzed, but he knelt there loudly saying 'Brothers, it was I who led you down this path, I owe you and I'll repay you in the next life!' He also thanked my comrade for sending him on his way and asked my comrade to give him a quick death. Unfortunately, my comrade didn't do it, and because of that, my comrade lost some courage and never again carried out an execution by firing squad. In the end, he didn't even get a third-class merit award when he left the army!"

  Zhou Qing pointed at the prisoners one by one, chuckling and saying: "I see that when you people are on death row, not a single one of you is worthy of being called a man! Not trembling or closing your eyes is already considered tough. Look at what kind of character you all have - armed robbery, whoring, swindling, human trafficking, gang fighting... Zhou Qing patted Zheng Xue's pale face and teased: "Drug addiction, drug trafficking, running a casino, theft, what's there to brag about?"

  Another prisoner saw Zhou Qing being so humiliated and felt very unhappy, saying: "Brother Zhou, aren't you also a thief? You're not much higher than us!"

  "Laughable! Me, a thief? Let me tell you, this is absolutely a miscarriage of justice! You just wait and see, the truth will come to light! I, Zhou Jing, have always been honest and upright, relying on my own abilities to make a living as a bodyguard. I don't indulge in drinking, whoring, or gambling, so how could I possibly steal? It's all because of that person who framed me has too many connections, that's why they locked me up here! Otherwise, at this moment, I would be outside breathing the fresh air, dating my girlfriend under the moonlight, respecting my parents, and living a peaceful life!"

  Zhou Qing deliberately turned his face towards Zheng Xue and said loudly: "Zheng Xue, is that what you said?"

  Zheng Xue's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but think of many things.

  The room wasn't quiet, although there weren't many people coming and going, but there were always a few.

  Long Bao looked at the prisoners who were all wearing uniforms, and felt that everyone's faces had become completely blurred, losing their individual characteristics, as if the only feature of each person was just the code on the prison uniform, XXX number. Long Bao looked at a stack of heads with varying lengths of hair loss, looking at the dazzling codes swaying under those heads, what is crime? What is a criminal?

  There would be no incident without doing anything. As long as the behavior challenges the law, it is already a crime. However, is a criminal just a crime? What are all the extensions and connotations of "crime"?

  ……

  In Longbiao's mind, there were always some inexplicable things. He smoked more and more, without any restraint. The more he recalled the events of those years, the harder it was for him to understand them. He even thought that if he had killed Zheng Xue back then, what kind of mood would he be in now, locked up in his cell? What would he be thinking about in his cell?

  There are so many things in life that one cannot bear to part with, and there are so many things that weigh on the soul. All of these can only be fully expressed when one has gained freedom in life.

  Long Bing clenched his teeth tightly, looking at this group of bald heads who were also alive, looking at this group of codes that kept changing the three-dimensional position in space, and his heart ached secretly.

  The gangsters naturally started investigating and disciplining the "newborns" again. The filthy prison order was a great thing for those who were in charge, they basically sat around chatting, occasionally busy with work, or showing off their identity authority, generally relying on the gangsters to clean up the prisoners' behavior in the cell.

  He suddenly shouted loudly: "Alright! You're all miserable people, why do you have to torment each other?! Once you enter the prison cell, it's already a deserved suffering, who doesn't feel miserable? Is there any need to find pleasure on someone else's body?! Are you comfortable by torturing him like this?"

  Biaozi and the others have been quite convinced by Longbiao and Zhouqian these days, besides, Longbiao is a generous big shot, even if they think he's being too nosy in their hearts, it wouldn't be good to offend him, Biaozi chuckled and stopped, saying: "Brother Long, are you bored? Let's talk again, those prison rules need to be memorized."

  "So I ask you, why must we memorize the prison rules?" Long Bing said.

  "Need I say more? Isn't it because I got into trouble?"

  "Will you recite it if I don't give you the title?" Long Bo continued to ask.

  "Who cares about him?! I'm in a vast and free world!"

  "Free world? Do you have plans for freedom?"

  The hooligan sat back on the bed, saying: "Forget it! One day at a time, who knows what the sentence will be? Let's talk about it when we're free!"

  Long Bao pulled up the new prisoner who was kneeling on the ground, seemingly muttering to himself: "There are bullets everywhere, what freedom is there!"

  Zhou Jing followed Long Biao's instructions, continuously exerting pressure on Zheng Xue, indoctrinating him with the terror of labor reform farms without restriction, the preciousness of freedom, and the legal consequences of his crimes.

  These things Zheng Xue had long known, but the fear in his subconscious was extremely amplified under Zhou Jing's induction. He became more and more eager for his own acquittal, yearning for freedom, yearning for history to reverse itself so he could go back to the past.

  Although he was always on guard against Zhou Jing's intentions, the prison cell was not a place where people wanted to stay. The extreme loneliness, depression, anxiety and fear made him gradually have the intention of talking to Zhou Jing. Moreover, Zhou Jing made an effort to be good to him, often chatting with him and helping him pass the sad time. People, no matter where they are, always need friends who can talk to them.

  That day, Zheng Xue puffed on the good cigarette handed to him by Zhou Jing and chatted with Zhou Jing. Suddenly, he burst into tears and said: "My mother was so bitter! I regret it so much!"

  Zhou Ding secretly rejoiced, as long as you regret it later, Zheng Xue, it's easy to handle! He also sighed and said: "Yes, we are all young people, going to jail is just a test for ourselves, but what about our parents who gave birth to us? Aren't they the ones who suffer the most? We don't care about ourselves, but they are suffering and crying for us outside! Zheng Xue, think about it, one misstep can lead to eternal regret!"

  Tears streamed down Zheng Xue's face as he continued from where Zhou Jing had left off, his voice strained: "To turn back now would be to surrender a hundred years of life. Brother Zhou, do you think I still have any hope of getting out?"

  "Little brother, I've also heard about your situation. Indeed, if it were in the past with your background, you could have easily gotten away with it. The police have searched your home and now that you don't have any backing or money, you say you didn't participate, didn't commit a crime, but others have evidence to accuse you! You're just at their mercy! I think the one who suffers the most is your poor mother!"

  Zheng Xue was thoroughly defeated and sobbed uncontrollably.

  "Actually, if you want to talk about your situation, as long as someone is willing to help, it won't be a big deal. After all, your family used to have many connections, right? A dead camel is bigger than a horse, the key point is that you need to spend money to pave the way! Small amounts of money definitely can't get things done, and you know this too."

  Zheng Xue pounded his bald head, which had grown a few millimeters of hair, with hatred. Ash floated down onto the bed, clinging to his prisoner's uniform like motionless insects.

  He cleared his throat and lowered his voice, saying: "I'm telling you, little brother, let's not mention the past, but just talking about your time in prison, you've made another huge mistake!"

  Zheng Xue didn't know what Zhou Qing meant by this, so he wiped his face with his sleeve and asked in confusion: "What's the biggest mistake? In the dormitory? What mistake can I make?"

  Zhou Jing sneered and said in a low voice, "You shouldn't have spent money to bribe the prisoner to take revenge on Long Bao! Let me tell you, this is called adding insult to injury!"

  Looking at Zheng Xue's thunderous expression, Zhou Jing patted him twice on his tense shoulder muscles and said lightly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you don't have to be so defensive with me! Your evidence is solid as a mountain! However, Long Bao thinks that since everyone was classmates in the same university and fellow sufferers, he won't hold it against you, nor will he report you to the authorities or police. He doesn't want to bring past misunderstandings into this prison! But he wants me to tell you that he hopes you won't do such things again, in case other inmates take advantage of you! Younger brother, there's a 'reward for reporting crimes' rule here!"

  Zhou Qing took a look at Zheng Xue's expression, sighed and said: "You think about it carefully!" After that, he lay down with his head down, leaving Zheng Xue alone to toss and turn in her emotions.

  Let me count, Longbiao has been in the detention center for seven days. During this period, the lawyer came twice to visit Longbiao's physical condition and imprisonment situation, and hinted that Xue wanted to cooperate with Longbiao to facilitate a smooth bail hearing.

  This dragon suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, unable to move, and cried out in pain: "Ah, ah! My leg is broken! My injured leg is broken again!"

  Longbiao's injury was a fact known to all prisoners, and Longbiao had consciously compared the length of scars on his body with them. When they saw that the most righteous and friendly Longbiao was in trouble, the inmates shouted loudly for the instructor to come over.

  The instructors saw that it was the leader who had been specially instructed by Long Biao to be injured, and although they were suspicious in their hearts, they did not dare to neglect it, and immediately reported to their superiors.

  The superior immediately notified the famous lawyer of Long Biao, and at the same time arranged for a so-called doctor in the detention center to conduct an examination. This doctor naturally followed the instructions given by the famous lawyer beforehand and made a suggestion that the prisoner should be sent to a large hospital for a thorough examination as soon as possible.

  Under the escort of two main police officers, the doctor went through X-ray, B-ultrasound, and CT scans, and came to a medical conclusion that there was still a tumor in the patient's skull cavity and that surgery was required to remove the steel plate from his leg. With the proof of the hospital doctor plus the signature of the detention center doctor and leader, the lawyer would naturally have a way to handle the procedures for Longbiao's bail pending trial for medical treatment.

  According to the regulations of bail pending trial, Long Bao cannot meet or contact witnesses related to the case. Since Long Bao was granted bail on medical grounds, he didn't go anywhere and was arranged by everyone to stay in a best ward at Changhan City People's Hospital.

  Because Long Bo's guarantor was a very prestigious intellectual, the police in charge also believed that Long Bo would not run away. For two days since Long Bo entered the hospital, De Lao only came to see Long Bo once, and left after sitting for half an hour.

  The police officer in charge came to ask Longbiao about the details of the case again. Shi Wei and others had to wait outside. After the interrogation was over, Shi Wei saw the police officers coming out and hurriedly handed them two packs of Great China cigarettes with a smile, saying: "You've worked hard, you've worked hard, let's go have a simple meal, look, it's almost dinner time!"

  The police also smiled friendly, one of them said: "Hey, what's with the politeness! No need, no need," waving his hand inward, saying, "You guys chat, we've got to go back, this hospital doesn't smell very good."

  Shi Wei, Qiu Ya, and Du Ci entered after the police left. Qiu Ya immediately rushed to Long Bao and gave him a warm kiss on the cheek. Long Bao hugged Qiu Ya's soft body and gently patted her, then turned to everyone with a smile and said: "Good guy, Shi Wei, you're always muttering 'revolution is not a dinner party', now you're leading the way in violating it!"

  ……

  After some small talk, Shi Wei casually mentioned the issue of Long Bing's surgery while watching TV. He said with concern: "Old Six, I asked the doctor and he said you'll need to schedule the surgery in three days. Your blood type is too rare, I'm telling you, it's all over the newspapers that 20% of the millions of AIDS patients nationwide got infected through blood transfusions. If you get infected with AIDS patient's blood, you're done for! I think you should ask Jing Er to help you out again, she donated blood to you last time."

  Shi Wei's words caused everyone to panic, Du Ci didn't expect Shi Wei to reveal the secret that Jing Er had asked her to keep, and she quickly pinched Shi Wei. Shi Wei's eyes widened in surprise, saying: "I'm telling you! Who knows if the blood in the hospital has been tested? I'm thinking of Lao Liu! Lao Liu's rare blood type is only suitable for Jing Er, and Jing Er's is the purest!"

  Qiu Ya was greatly surprised, she didn't expect Jing Er to be the same blood type as Long Bao. Long Bao suddenly recalled what Jing Er had said to him when they were at her home in Wuxi, and it dawned on him.

  Long Bao looked at Qiu Ya's somewhat sour expression and could only awkwardly smile without saying a word.

  In the afternoon, Jing'er arrived at the hospital, and Qiu Ya took Jing'er to the lawn to chat. She gently wrapped her hand around Jing'er's waist and asked tentatively: "Jing'er, Shi Wei said that you were the one who gave blood to Long Bao during his surgery last time, is this true?"

  Jing'er's face flushed with a hint of shame, as if she felt like a thief. She lowered her eyelids, seemingly at a loss for words, before softly saying: "Sorry, I didn't tell you."

  Qiu Ya's emotions were complicated, she knew that Jing Er had been secretly in love with her future husband. The fact that Jing Er and Long Bao had the same blood type was a coincidence, and the fact that Jing Er's blood flowed through Long Bao's body, mingling with his own, made Qiu Ya feel a strong sense of jealousy and bitterness. She said sarcastically: "You don't need to apologize, I should be thanking you instead. Jing Er, after Long Bao comes out, we must thank you."

  Jing'er didn't know how to continue the conversation, and the two of them suddenly fell silent. Qiuya's hand, which was wrapped around Jing'er's soft waist, gradually loosened, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.

  Shi Wei quietly followed behind them, eavesdropping, and then intentionally let out a hearty laugh. He walked up to them with an extremely envious tone and said: "Jing Er, you don't know, ***... now Lao Liu is already a millionaire! Not like the poor rural kid who couldn't even afford to eat in the past! Jing Er, if I had that RhAB blood type, then I'd sell it to him for 10,000 yuan per milliliter. Haha, if I sold just 100 milliliters, I'd become a millionaire! And if I sold 500 milliliters, wouldn't I win the top prize of 5 million in the lottery?! Haha!"

  Shi Wei immediately put on a flattering expression and said to Jing Er, "Jing Er, we're old friends now, let's make a deal and sign an agreement. I'll be your special blood agent, and I only need 30% of the agency fee! We can all make money together, how about it?"

  Jing'er looked at Shi Wei's comical expression and couldn't help but want to laugh, but she restrained herself and turned her head to look at Qiu Ya.

  Shi Wei immediately said loudly: "Qiu Ya, Xiao Ping's grandfather has all said it, let some of you get rich first, and then let these big shots lead us on the road to common prosperity! It's rare for Jing Er to be willing to sell blood for your dragon scale, you won't be so stingy and petty, will you? Qiu Ya!! Qiu Ya!!"

  Jing Er grasped Xiaoye's small hand in hers and smiled, saying: "Xiaoye jie, do you think I should let him be my agent?"

  Liu Guanghua had already surrendered to Shi Wei, and the only trouble now was Wen Li. No matter how Qiu Ya and Du Ci worked on Wen Li in the room, Wen Li never responded positively to their request for perjury.

  Qiu Ya was already crying uncontrollably, and Wen Li was also sobbing nonstop. Qiu Ya struggled free from Du Ji's comfort, choking back tears as she said: "Wen Li, if you agree to testify according to what I say, I'll do whatever you want."

  Wen Li still didn't speak. Jing Er was at a loss, so she had to resort to underhanded tactics and said: "Sister Wen Li, didn't you also conceal Liao Ye's actions from the police back then? What kind of person is Liao Ye, you're not unaware, he's the mastermind behind everything, he plotted against Long Bao and indirectly caused Zheng Xue's injury. You want to protect this scoundrel, but why are you so determined not to testify for Long Bao? I know you're afraid of wronging Zheng Xue, but if you don't speak up, aren't you essentially pushing Long Bao into prison?! The trial is about to begin, the prosecutor's office is also looking for you to take your statement, you can't just remain silent, you have to tell us what you plan to do!"

  Jing'er held onto Wenli's arm and said softly, "Longbiao was trying to save you when he hurt Zheng Xue back then. Think about it carefully, Wenli jie, from start to finish, has Longbiao ever done anything wrong to you? You got into college with his help, didn't you? And think about how pitiful he was as a child! A boy of ten or so years old had to both study and take care of his paralyzed grandfather, how difficult was that!"

  ……

  Finally, Wen Li lifted her head that had been hanging low for a long time. Her face was pale and haggard, and her voice was choked with emotion as she said: "Doesn't he hate me? If it weren't for me, how would he have become a fugitive? In the past when we broke up, didn't he...

  Du Cui immediately informed Shi Wei, who was waiting for Long Bao, about Wen Li's mindset over the phone. Shi Wei then informed Long Bao in the first instance, and after Long Bao thought deeply for a moment, he told Shi Wei this and that, this and that.

  Du Ciren let out a long sigh, looking sincerely at Yunli's tearful eyes, and said with utmost sincerity: "Yunli, Long Bao just asked me to pass on two sentences to you. The first sentence is: If he hated you, then he wouldn't have reached out to save you back then. He asked if you still remember when he used his own torn shirt to bandage your injured hand? The second sentence is that he asked if you still remember the night before Grandfather Qi's death?"

  Wen Li knew that the wound on her hand had been bandaged before, and at that time in the hospital, a doctor had told her about it. She thought it was someone else who was kind-hearted, but unexpectedly it was Long Bao! As for the night of Qi Grandfather's death, that night, that night...

  Wen Li's heart skipped a beat! She muttered: "He, what does he mean, he...what does he mean?"

  Jing'er hastily comforted her with his hands, trying to ease her tense body, saying: "Wenli sister, what he means is that with his good conscience and sense of justice, if you help him in this matter, can't he repay you? Can't he be grateful to you? How could he possibly resent you?"

  Zheng Xue has already learned that Long Bao left the detention center on bail under the pretext of medical treatment, which is a privilege reserved for those with connections. His own mother had been unable to get through this route, and everyone had been avoiding them, making excuses, and the judicial department had also stated: Zheng Xue's social dangerousness was great, the case's circumstances and nature were serious, multiple cases might result in severe punishment, it could pose a threat to society, and hinder criminal proceedings, etc., rejecting their bail application.

  I really didn't expect Longbiao to have a way to handle this procedure!

  He was indeed sour and resentful. Zhou Ding knew his intention, so he stepped forward to comfort him: "Younger brother, isn't it that you feel a bit unfair in your heart after seeing Long Bao leave?"

  Zheng Xue did not respond, but shook his head in pain with a pained expression.

  Zhou Jing patted his shoulder and comforted him, saying: "Don't be so sad, this world is like that, having money and power makes you a big shot! Do you know who Long Bao hired as his lawyer? Let me tell you, it's the most famous *** celebrity lawyer in Changhan City! Think about it, how much fame does that celebrity lawyer have? Is it something an ordinary person can afford to hire him at such a high cost?"

  This lawyer, Zheng Xue, knew that at the time his mother had also asked him to help with the lawsuit, but this big-time lawyer turned her down a few days later. The reason was that this case was too difficult to win and there was no way to get an innocent verdict, and besides, he wanted too much money. His mother had already spent all of their regular salary income on his father's and her own cases, and the rest of the family's money had been confiscated by the government.

  Zheng Xue bit his lip tightly, leaving deep teeth marks. At this time, a prisoner chimed in: "Damn it, what's the definition of a top-notch famous lawyer? It's that as long as he takes on a case, it's guaranteed to be a win! Unfortunately, I don't have the money to hire him! Otherwise, I would've gotten out already!"

  Another prisoner chimed in, "Are you stupid? A top lawyer doesn't take on just any case. What if he loses? That would tarnish his glorious reputation! In this day and age, a lawyer's reputation is more important than anything else! With a reputation for winning every case, the money will roll in!"

  Another prisoner sneered: "Bullshit! Do you think those lawyers would let one person swallow all that money? You don't know shit, saying that!"

  Zhou Ding and the other prisoners had discussed it for a while, then handed Zheng Xue a cigarette and passed one around to everyone. "Brother, this isn't a place for someone like you who's been to university! Don't you want to get out of this godforsaken place as soon as possible? If I were you, I'd agree to anything if it meant leaving this hellhole! Think about all the suffering you've endured here, they've told me all about it. Look at your body, your lower half, these scars, this skin disease...if you don't get treated soon, you'll be left with lifelong consequences!"

  Zhou Jing carefully observed Zheng Xue's expression and sincerely said: "Life is like a dream, it's only a few decades anyway. If you really spend ten or twenty years in prison, when you come out, you'll already be a useless person. What's the point of remembering past grievances? Just like me, even though I was wronged by others, I won't hold grudges against them. Who hasn't made mistakes? Why can't we sit down and talk about it, give some suitable compensation, and find a solution that makes everyone happy? You're an intelligent person, you should understand the principle of 'it's better to resolve conflicts than to escalate them'.

  Zheng Xue looked at Zhou Qing with a complex expression, suddenly speaking in a low voice: "Zhou Ge, you're too awesome. How about this? You also tell me clearly, are you the special speaker invited by Long Bao?"

  Zhou Ding was made somewhat uncomfortable by these words, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "Whatever you think, even if it's just a guest, I hope you can reconcile and make friends with each other. At the same time, I also know that your situation is precarious, and I want to give you some help."

  Zheng Xue looked at Zhou Jing, then again at the dimly lit prison cell, and finally at those prisoners who were trying to find joy in their suffering. He hesitated before saying: "What help can you offer me?"

  Zhou Gong thought for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I'll think of a way to persuade them to release you on bail and arrange a face-to-face conversation between you two. You can say whatever you want, and you can also go out and deal with the relationship yourself. How about that?"

  Zheng Xue's heart suddenly leapt with joy, the air, free air! He struggled to maintain a calm expression and said: "Then what conditions do you have? You should know that no matter what, he is still the one who injured me! This is an undeniable fact!"

  Zheng Xue's mother, in order to raise funds for the activities, even mortgaged the house in Changhan City to borrow 130,000 yuan from the bank. She kept writing letters to comfort her son, saying that she was in good health and was working hard to help him with his case, telling him to take care of himself well while in detention. After reading his mother's letter, Zheng Xue knew that his mother was too kind-hearted, and even if he tried to find ways to appeal, it would be difficult to have any actual effect.

  This day, Zhou Qing, who had just received new instructions, pulled Zheng Xue aside and told him in a low voice: "They have already helped you plan it out. Because your case is too serious, if you want to get bail pending trial, first, you must make meritorious contributions, second, you must have medical certification that you are suffering from a malignant infectious disease. The first thing is up to you to figure out yourself, the second thing, as long as you cooperate, we will naturally help you fix it."

  Zheng Xue was extremely surprised by the relationship between Tu Baozi and Long Bing, and after repeated consideration, he decided to accept Zhou Jing's suggestion. He immediately applied to the police that he had inside information to report, claiming that he had recalled someone else's criminal offense. He revealed everything he knew about Jin Ge and his gang, including what he had heard, which was only slightly revealed before, and during the previous police interrogation, he was always trying to defend himself as innocent.

  Four days later, Zheng Xue again told the detention center guards that he had not only contracted scabies but also that his previously untreated syphilis had recurred and that he was suffering from a cold and fever, and might have even contracted AIDS from injecting drugs in the past.

  After the doctor's examination, a certificate of malignant scabies and tertiary syphilis was issued. Zheng Xue exaggerated his disability and suffering without limit, and with his meritorious performance, Zheng Xue was granted bail pending trial as he had wished, and was arranged to receive medical treatment at the People's Hospital.

  Zhou Jing's task has been successfully completed. On this day, Jinbao's father apologized to the police with a guilty conscience, saying that the lost diamond ring had been found, and the eyewitness also stated that he had misunderstood Zhou Jing due to tension and worry at the time. The police naturally released him after reviewing Zhou Jing's statement.

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