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Chapter 227 The stick can't go to the juvenile management center (monthly pass)

"return?"

Xu Deqing sneered and threatened the three women in front of him, Qin Jingru, Lou Xiao'e, and the deaf old lady.

"Without my rescue, would he have been able to come back?"

"Even if he can come back, can he still keep his position as director of the canteen of the steel rolling mill?"

If Qin Jingru hadn't seen with her own eyes that He Yuzhu took the initiative to follow the police instead of being taken away by the police, she might have been really upset and confused by what Xu Deqing said.

Xu Deqing did not see the situation with his own eyes, but only heard the neighbors in the courtyard shouting that He Yuzhu, Qin Huairu, Yi Zhonghai, Bang Gang, and Liu Guangfu had all been taken away by the police, so he came up with the idea of ​​taking advantage of others' danger.

After all, what the neighbors in the courtyard said should not be too different. Qin Jingru is also a woman with long hair and short knowledge. If she gets panicked when something happens, why should she rush to the doctor immediately?

Of course Xu Deqing has nothing to do with it, he is just here for blackmail.

If he really has connections with the police station, not to mention releasing Yi Zhonghai and He Yuzhu this time, he will definitely turn a small matter into a big deal, preferably turning detention into death penalty. The more this happens, the more he can get the deaf old lady and He Yuzhu's room.

The Xu family's old house was snatched back, leaving Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu, and Qin Huairu all destitute.

Unfortunately, there really isn’t!

Qin Jingru and others, who already knew the inside story, sneered at Xu Deqing's intimidation.

"Who are you scaring?"

The deaf old lady even gestured with her walking stick: "You have a dead rat in your waist, and you act like a hunter, who are you going to fool!"

"If you don't get out, I will smash your glass with my own hands!"

Xu Deqing left angrily: Damn it, an ordinary person would have fallen for me long ago!

There are a lot of people in the courtyard, and I am afraid that this house will be impossible to build. I will go home and consider building two outhouses...

This is not without difficulty - the second uncle, the deaf old lady and other neighbors have narrow aisles, occupying the public area of ​​​​the yard, and Xu Deqing still has to convince them.

Moreover, there is another problem, lack of money.

Under the threat of the evil Lou Bancheng, who handed over his old house and half of his savings, Xu Deqing seemed to be in a lot of embarrassment; in the past month, he had spent twice as much money taking care of Yang Dahong as Xu Damao's salary. This kind of economy

The pressure also made Xu Deqing and Xu Damao a little worried.

Seeing that the child's mother no longer has morning sickness, it is a good thing to be able to eat and drink, but the money is too easy to spend.

Full of scheming, Xu Deqing returned home and met Xu Damao with a red face.

Although I wasn't really burned by the hot water Qin Jingru poured on me, my skin still hurt.

"Dad, did you succeed?"

Xu Damao's mother and Yang Dahong were both very interested: "What's the success? Are there any benefits?"

"You're so successful, you didn't fall for it!" Xu Deqing said angrily.

Xu Damao curled his lips and said, "It's not as good as me to dare to be affectionate..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I'll ask about building the house another day." Xu Deqing said, "I'm afraid it won't be possible to seize the house from these people."

"How much will it cost?" Xu Damao's mother said, "No, let's go back to the old house and have a look. The Lou family has a big business, so we may not live in that house."

"We pick the lock and move in. What can he do?"

"Can you still hit and hurt people in broad daylight?"

Xu Deqing's eyes lit up slightly: "It's interesting... A fool will always find something after all his considerations. You have thought of a way."

"However, the Lou family is indeed not easy to deal with. We must be careful and careful."

"Before, Lou Bancheng kept saying he wanted my life and said I was just a dog, which really scared me. Now that I think about it, he may not dare to actually kill someone now."

"I have to find a chance to try."



At the Hongxing Police Station, Yang Jianmin was holding Bang Gang, Zhang Tao was holding Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu was holding Qin Huairu, and Liu Guangfu entered the police station door, and other police comrades came forward to ask.

Li Aiguo also saw it and stepped forward to ask about the situation. He felt relieved when he saw that He Yuzhu was here to help.

After summarizing what happened today and reporting it to the director, the director came out of the office directly.

First, they asked for the confessions of Yi Zhonghai and Bang Ge, and then asked Qin Huairu and Liu Guangfu in detail.

Putting all the confessions and descriptions together, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

The police station chief first pointed to Yi Zhonghai's confession: "This Yi Zhonghai has nothing to say. He is full of sophistry and lies. In fact, he interfered with the process many times and was detained for five days and fined two yuan."

"Yang Jianmin, please go through the detention procedures for him."

Yang Jianmin nodded and went to inform Yi Zhonghai.

When he heard the detention notice in the detention room, Yi Zhonghai felt weak all over.

"I can't... I can't be detained! I am an eighth-level fitter at the Red Star Rolling Mill! I am an eighth-level fitter!"

Yang Jianmin said: "You are an eighth-level fitter, this is not what you should be doing!"

"It's such a good day for you, but you're full and full, or what? You have to get involved in these things."

"From Jia Zhang to Jia Gen, and then to your ideological education, in what way did you actively cooperate with us? In what way did you not hold on to old social ideas to confront the police comrades and street office comrades?"

"Your ideological report is in vain!"

Until this moment, Yi Zhonghai was horrified from the bottom of his heart.

For the first time, he realized so clearly and profoundly: Thought remolding is no joke!

When the iron fist falls, he is not allowed to use clever tricks to fight against it!

Before this, he had never seriously thought about how to truly understand the sincere words he wrote.

Faced with the fact that he was about to be detained, Yi Zhonghai finally couldn't help but tell the truth to Yang Jianmin: "Comrade policeman, I have no children in my life. If I don't ask for anything else, I just want this kid to take care of me and give me money."

I will take care of myself until the end of my life, and I will mourn with flags..."

"I really have no other thoughts, I just want to protect this child."

"Wedding flags and mourning, these things from the old era are no longer allowed in the new era." Yang Jianmin said, "What you said is all the thoughts of the old era. No wonder you make mistakes again and again."

"If you don't correct your ideological errors, you will get into trouble sooner or later."

"Let's go, let's start the detention process."

Yi Zhonghai stayed for a long time, dejected, and followed Yang Jianmin out.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped: "Comrade police, I'm already under detention. Can you have mercy on me and tell me if Bangge is really going to be arrested?"

"It must be true." Yang Jianmin said, "You really didn't take the warning we gave you last time to heart."

"Bangge still takes painkillers to fight. We must correct him from time to time. If we really wait for him to become addicted to taking painkillers, it will be bad!"

"You can't take him to the juvenile detention center."

Yi Zhonghai suddenly spoke.

Yang Jianmin was really surprised: "Yi Zhonghai, why don't you give up? Do you have to intervene?"

"Tell me, why can't we send him to a juvenile detention center?"

Yi Zhonghai also knew that he might have really become a "restless element" in the eyes of the police comrades, but thinking about his previous preparations, he still spoke out.

"I asked someone once before that Banggeng is 13 years old this year and cannot enter the juvenile detention center; the juvenile detention center only accepts young offenders from 14 to 18 years old, and Banggeng cannot go there."
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