"You mean, Zhou Lin was hit by you." The policeman looked at Tang Junhe in front of him and asked.

"Well, he tried to physically harm me," Tang Junhe's ten fingers overlapped together, his knuckles were slightly white due to tension, "so, I'm acting in self-defense."

The policewoman who was taking notes shook her head, snorted, and laughed, and the other policeman in charge of asking questions also laughed: "That's not what your brother said just now, both of you brothers said that you beat someone yourself, The relationship is good enough. Then tell me about the beating process."

"First I grabbed his neck hard, and then kicked him in the stomach a few times," Tang Junhe spoke slowly, thinking while speaking, for fear of revealing any flaws, but he could no longer remember what happened at dusk that day The scene was over, and he was completely dumbfounded at that time, "I kicked him to the ground..."

"He didn't fight back?" Hearing that he was lying, the policewoman who took notes with a pen stopped her movements, "Will a person who tries to physically hurt you not fight back when you resist? Kid , You will be held legally accountable for lying when you take notes.”

"Your brother has made it very clear just now. It's not that easy for you to take the responsibility on yourself. It's not about beating someone who says you beat someone. It depends on the evidence." Another policeman looked at "The marks on his neck are obviously not pinch marks," he said.

"But he was killed when he ran away by himself," Tang Junhe looked up at the policeman and said, "Does it have anything to do with who beat him?" After saying this, his eyes became a little gloomy, slowly Slowly continued, "The wicked have their own rewards, don't they?"

There was a sense of vengeance in his innocent expression, and the female police officer who took the record looked up and met his eyes, and was a little taken aback for a moment.

It was obviously the older brother who fought, but the younger brother's reaction was even more chilling. The thought came to her mind.

But that look was fleeting in Tang Junhe's eyes, and he soon regained his composure.

"After the beating, did you threaten or intimidate him?" Another policeman continued to ask.

"No."

"Is there any chasing behavior?"

"No."

"That is to say, he ran away in fright?"

"Well, he's the kind of person who will run away quickly if he sees someone he can't beat," Tang Junhe said, "that's why he only targets elementary school students."

"What do you mean by looking for elementary school students?"

"He is a pedophile. He used his position to try to **** many elementary school students. Didn't you find out?" Tang Junhe's tone flashed a hint of sarcasm.

"You're not a primary school student, so how do you explain why he followed you?"

"Six years ago I was..." Tang Junhe said.

The two policemen who took the notes exchanged a look. Hearing what he said, he realized why there were so many photos of Tang Junhe hidden in Zhou Lin's rented place. From the immature childhood to the lush adolescence, they were all blurred. candid shots.

"Then why did you go to that construction site at that time? The monitoring of the main road showed that Zhou Lin turned into that small road after you. That road is no longer used for traffic. What is the purpose of taking him there? "

"It's not used for traffic, but you can also take that road home. It's very quiet there. I like quiet places. I didn't expect him to follow me there." Tang Junhe said calmly, "I didn't take him there. "

"Going to such a dangerous place knowing that he might hurt you?"

"Knowing that he might hurt me, do I have to hide at home and not go anywhere?" Tang Junhe retorted calmly.

…

After completing the notes, Tang Junhe pressed his fingerprints, made fingerprints, and took a photo according to the police's request, before he was taken out.

His palms were covered in cold sweat, and he felt scared only after he walked out.

He followed behind the female policeman, and after some wording in his head, he asked, "Sister, will we take responsibility for this matter?"

A beautiful boy spoke to himself in a soft tone, and anyone who heard it would feel soft-hearted, but the moment the female policeman spoke, the look in his eyes when he was taking notes flashed in his mind, and he said in a calm tone: "The matter is still going on." The investigation has not been clear, and for the time being, only your brother is responsible for the fight."

"But he should fight." After walking two steps, Tang Junhe said again.

The policewoman turned her head to look at him: "Kids, the society is safe and orderly. If you need anything, go to the police."

Tang Junhe remained silent, and asked after a while: "Then what will happen to my brother?"

"Considering that you are minors, the identifiable injuries on the deceased's body are not enough for minor injuries. Detain them for three days."

Tang Junhe was a little panicked, he remembered the day Tang Xiaonian was almost detained. He didn't know what the environment in the detention center was like, but he thought it wouldn't be so easy—Yang Xuan beat someone for him, and if he was going to jail, he was the one to go.

"Can I go for him?" Tang Junhe asked.

"Can I replace someone in prison?" The policewoman looked back at him, "No, so I can't replace someone in detention."

Maybe Yang Chengchuan can solve this matter. Tang Junhe remembered that Tang Xiaonian was released, so he called Yang Chengchuan. Regarding his son, Yang Chengchuan would not just sit idly by. Thinking of this, Tang Junhe felt a little relieved and remained silent.

It was not the first time that Yang Xuan entered the police station because of a fight. The female police officer who took the record had already figured out his details. It's not the first time I've come here, how about this detention for three days?"

Yang Xuan said nonchalantly, "Okay."

"I'm sorry," Tang Junhe sat next to Yang Xuan and whispered, "Call your dad."

Yang Xuan turned his head to look at him, with a trace of mischief hidden in his eyes.

"Or if I fight, let me say it," Tang Junhe said with lowered eyes, "I will make it clear." Yang Xuan fought for him, and he will absolve Yang Xuan of responsibility in front of Yang Chengchuan.

"No need." Yang Xuan still said the same thing, and then took out his mobile phone to call Yang Chengchuan's driver—for this kind of thing, Yang Chengchuan would usually send the driver over directly, and he would definitely not come to pick up Yang Xuan in person, because shame.

"Uncle Chen, do you have time now?" Yang Xuan looked into the phone, lowered his head, and said, "I'm at the police station, and something happened, can you come pick me up?"

"Going in again?" The driver is used to such things, "What's the matter, have you told your dad?"

Yang Xuan briefly explained the situation, and he said it calmly, which made everyone over there startled.

"Dead? You don't have to take any responsibility, do you?"

"Responsibility for fighting." Yang Xuan said.

"Temporarily." The policewoman standing aside added for him.

Yang Xuan didn't mention that the person he rescued was his younger brother Tang Junhe, so the driver breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, then you are acting bravely."

Yang Chengchuan's driver had no real power, so he called Yang Chengchuan's secretary after hearing this and asked him if he wanted to report to the deputy mayor. The son is still very concerned.

When the secretary knocked on the door and came in to say this, Yang Chengchuan was preparing to give a report at the meeting at night. As the deputy mayor of Runcheng, he had to give a report at the meeting almost every day this week, and he was extremely busy.

Hearing what the secretary said about Yang Xuan's fight, Yang Chengchuan immediately became angry, and reprimanded angrily: "Leave him alone, let him stay inside, and lock him up for a few days."

The night before he left from Runcheng, he specifically talked to Yang Xuan about joining the provincial team, to the effect that although Dad does not support you in sports, if you really like playing basketball, then go for it, the provincial team is also a good choice.

"You think I finally have a chance to go to college, so I won't embarrass you?" Yang Xuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

Yang Chengchuan got angry when he said this, and then managed to suppress it, and persuaded him nicely: "No matter what you say, going to college is good for your life."

"It's also good for your face." Yang Xuan continued to sneer.

"Yang Xuan, you are my son, so you don't need to be so hostile to your father." Yang Chengchuan raised his voice and taught him with a serious face, "I don't do anything for your own good?"

"It's for my own good that you **** my mother off?" Yang Xuan was determined not to say a word to make him feel at ease.

"Whether you want to go or not, you ruined your future just to get angry with me. In another twenty years, you will see who you regret." Yang Chengchuan stood up and said, his face livid from his anger.

"I'll consider going," Yang Xuan said, leaning halfway on the bed, with his eyes closed, "after all, it can be farther away from here."

"Get out now if you have the ability," Yang Chengchuan said before slamming the door, "I won't beg you to come back!"

Thinking of the conversation a few days ago, Yang Chengchuan was furious, and when he heard about any fights, he wished that the police station would lock Yang Xuan in for a few days, smooth it out from the inside out, smooth it out. It would be great to send back Yang Xuan, the worry-free Yang Xuan who was excellent in character and learning three years ago.

However, even though Yang Chengchuan said that, the secretary couldn't follow his words. The secretary thought for a while, and called the driver back, asking him to pick up Yang Xuan first, and wait for Yang Chengchuan to return to Runcheng to discuss the follow-up matters.

Wait until next Monday.

That day Yang Chengchuan was still on his way back to Runcheng, he had already forgotten about it, and was resting with his eyes closed, when he suddenly received a bad news—Yang Xuan was disqualified from being admitted by the provincial team.

Yang Chengchuan seemed to have been hit by a blow, and coupled with the exhaustion of meetings these days, his blood pressure soared and he felt dizzy. While he was conscious, he quickly asked the driver to turn around and take him to the hospital.

Fortunately, the hospital was not far away, and Yang Chengchuan was sent in time, and he returned to normal within half an hour. The secretary also quickly took advantage of this time to find out the matter clearly, and stood aside in fear and trepidation to tell Yang Chengchuan—

It turned out that the matter was not as simple as Yang Xuan said at the time. The person he "does what is right" is none other than his younger brother Tang Junhe. The person who died was none other than Zhou Lin, the perverted teacher that Tang Xiaonian had sued.

Before Zhou Lin died, there were signs of being beaten on his body. His mother believed that her son died not in an ordinary car accident, but in a deliberate murder, and reported the case to the police station. The police went to Zhou Lin's rented place and found hundreds of photos of Tang Junhe, and checked the surveillance on the main road, and found that Zhou Lin was following Tang Junhe and walked into the secluded path leading to the demolition area. . The monitoring showed that within ten minutes, Yang Xuan hurried over on his bicycle. About ten minutes later, Zhou Lin ran out of the small road with a panicked expression. He was just catching up with the last few seconds of the red light. When he caught up with a car rushing over because he was snatching the lights, the vehicle collided with each other. Zhou Lin was knocked flying nearly ten meters away and lost his breath on the spot.

However, although Zhou Lin died in a car accident, and the two brothers did not know the driver who killed Zhou Lin, this matter was included in the scope of investigation by the police because of too many doubts. One of the biggest doubts is, Why did Tang Junhe, who had been followed for six years, get off the bus two stops earlier and turn into the deserted demolition area? Obviously he knew that Zhou Lin had ulterior motives for him.

Therefore, although Yang Xuan and Tang Junhe were sent home by the driver that day, the suspicion on them was not eliminated. In the next few days, the police went to various places to find out more about the situation.

But the case did not make any progress—although Tang Junhe had a strong motive for committing the crime, he was not the one who attacked Zhou Lin; although Yang Xuan beat Zhou Lin up, he did not have a clear motive for committing the crime — He doesn't seem to know much about Zhou Lin. When taking the record for the first time, when the police pushed one of the photos of Zhou Lin secretly taking Tang Junhe in front of him, he frowned and said, "Fuck."

That photo is indeed a little too much. The ten-year-old Tang Junhe is sitting on a stool, his two calves hanging in the air are still a long way from the ground, and a small piece of white and tender skin around his waist is exposed between his clothes and trousers—Zhou Lin The camera shot was taken at the waist area, so it is not difficult to guess what kind of dirty thoughts he was harboring at that time.

"What do you think?" the policeman looked at Yang Xuan and asked.

"It's a light blow," Yang Xuan said in a deep voice, "I shouldn't have let him go so quickly."

The policeman looked at him speechlessly.

Coincidentally, during the investigation of the case, the provincial team also sent people down to conduct background checks on several pre-selected team members. After checking the results, they found out that Yang Xuan not only participated in a fight outside the school a few days ago, but was also involved in a certain murder case. The suspect, this situation was reported to the provincial team, which attracted a lot of attention. On the day Yang Chengchuan came back, the notice came - Yang Xuan was disqualified from entering the provincial team.