Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

"Help! It hurts so much!"

Liu Fu kept screaming. The joint defense team members finally waited until the three dogs let go and left. They saw that Liu Fu was lying on the ground, unable to move. His left hand was bitten and was covered in blood. His right trouser leg was torn open, and blood was flowing down his calf, soaking the cement ground and turning it black.

The joint defense team members went up and kicked Liu Fu's only good leg. Liu Fu, who was lying on the ground panting heavily, had sweat and tears mixed with mud on his face that were hard to tell. He looked at the joint defense team members with pleading eyes.

Zhang Tiejun, holding a flashlight, ran over following the sound. When he saw Liu Fu lying on the ground covered in blood, he hurriedly shouted to the auxiliary police officers nearby, "Where's the medic? Call him quickly, don't let him bleed to death!"

The members of the joint defense team looked at each other, and one of them spoke up, "Brother Zhang, what kind of medic? We don't have one here. Besides, this guy dared to commit a crime at night. He deserves to be beaten to death. What a waste of those bandages to bandage him up."

"Stop talking nonsense. If there's no medic, hurry up and find some rope to stop his bleeding. If he dies, all our work tonight will have been for nothing." Zhang Tiejun was a retired military officer after all, and he couldn't just watch Liu Fu bleed to death.

Even on the battlefield amidst the flames of war, when two armies are locked in combat, if our army captures an enemy soldier, we will not just watch him die. This is the most basic bottom line of being a human being.

Liu Fu was certainly despicable, but it was the national criminal law that might determine his life or death, not him, a retired military officer, or the militiamen in front of him. Seeing Zhang Tiejun's tone, some of the militiamen turned around and went into Wang Guizhi's house, borrowed a hemp rope from her, cut it into several pieces with a knife, and began to tightly bind Liu Fu's injured upper limbs.

In the quiet night, someone suddenly fired a gun. Combined with the noise of the auxiliary police chasing after them, the villagers woke up. One by one, lights came on, and some people came out wearing clothes to look. They stood at their doorways, peering out and whispering among themselves.

Before long, Tian Chulian, who had been staying at the street office, also ran over with a flashlight. He immediately shone the flashlight on Liu Fu's face, who was lying on the ground being guarded by militiamen. "Did you catch him?"

"Yes, Secretary Tian, ​​we caught him. This guy even tried to knock on Sister Wang's door, but his three stupid dogs bit him so badly he almost ended up meeting his mother," one of the younger militiamen replied to Tian Chulian with a witty remark.

Tian Chulian squatted down in front of Liu Fu, still shining the flashlight in his face. "You're Liu Fu?"

Liu Fu gritted his teeth and endured the pain, remaining silent. Zhang Tiejun walked over and slapped Liu Fu hard, yelling, "The secretary is asking you a question! Are you mute or deaf?!"

"Hey! Tie Jun, don't hit him," Tian Chulian stopped Zhang Tie Jun, stood up and said to Liu Fu, "It's okay if you don't talk. Anyway, people from the town police station have already come. Once you're in the police station, the police officers have plenty of ways to make you talk."

In those days, police investigations weren't bound by the "civilized law enforcement" regulations of later generations. The emphasis was on using violence to deter criminals; how could they be deterred without being ruthless?

Once you're in the police station, they won't ask you any questions first; they'll beat you up first. If you still don't talk after the beating, they'll keep beating you. Unlike now, where people are throwing tantrums and even lying in police cars pretending to die.

If you look at this from the 1980s, you'd be lucky if they didn't beat you until you shit yourself!

A society governed by the rule of law requires the police to enforce the law in a civilized manner. While the police have become civilized, the moral standards of society have been lowered, and the police have become a "vulnerable group." Forget about deterrence; even the elderly can take advantage of them.

Liu Fu remained silent. Tian Chulian waved to the militiamen and said, "Carry him to the open space. When the police arrive, they can take him away directly."

"Everyone, disperse, there's nothing to see here," Tian Chulian said, shooing away the villagers who had gathered around. "It's already past midnight, everyone go to sleep. You all have to go to work and school tomorrow, disperse, disperse."

Liu Fu was carried to the open space and stayed there for nearly ten minutes before he heard the sound of police sirens in the distance. Two uniformed policemen got off a sidecar motorcycle and looked at Liu Fu, who was being held down in the crowd.

Tian Chulian immediately went up to them and explained the whole story to the two policemen. Upon learning that it was Liu Fu who was on the run, one of the policemen showed them handcuffs and handcuffed Liu Fu's hands behind his back.

Another police officer standing nearby said to Liu Fu, "Liu Fu, you are suspected of intentional injury and burglary. We are now arresting you in accordance with the law."

"Take him back to the station," the policeman said, reaching out to push Liu Fu onto the sidecar motorcycle. Tian Chulian, seeing this, said, "Comrades, he's badly injured. We just used a rope to stop the bleeding. Should we take him to get some first aid?"

The two policemen frowned as they looked at Liu Fu's wound. One of them asked, "Should we take him to the town's clinic first? I see there's still blood coming out of his wound."

"Okay, let's go to the clinic to get him bandaged up first, then go back to the station." The two men stuffed Liu Fu into the sidecar, got on the motorcycle one after the other, and sped away.

Seeing that the man had been taken away by the police, Zhang Tiejun left and returned to the small building where Chen Dong lived. Wang Xuewen, who was on night shift, had been observing from the shadows. When he saw Zhang Tiejun return, he came out and asked, "Brother Jun, are you done with the business?"

"Hmm, is the boss asleep yet?"

"No, they're still at the old house. You can just go in," Wang Xuewen gestured towards the Chen family's old house. Zhang Tiejun nodded and walked into the Chen family's old house.

In the lobby, Chen Dong, Chen Zaiguang, and Chen Zaisheng were sitting around the coffee table smoking. The others were already asleep. When they heard the door open, they looked at the person who came in.

"How is it?" Chen Dong asked Zhang Tiejun.

"We caught him. He was bitten badly by a dog. He's probably been taken to the clinic by the police for treatment by now," Zhang Tiejun said, pulling up a chair and catching the cigarette Chen Dong tossed to him.

Chen Dong was not surprised. Instead, he turned to Chen Zaixing and said, "Fifth Brother, now that Liu Fu has been caught, we need to figure out how to get those people who have been arrested out of jail."

"They're working for you. No matter how poorly they do it, they can't fail to protect you as their boss," Chen Dong said, exhaling smoke. "I don't know the situation here. What can you do?"

"The only possibility is to ask Liu Xingjun for a letter of understanding," Chen Zaisheng said. "Fifth brother, isn't Bingkun at the county hospital right now? Have him go see Liu Xingjun tomorrow, talk to him, and see how much money we can offer to get him to issue a letter of understanding and settle this matter."

"As for his father Liu Fu's arrest, don't tell Bingkun. But you should also tell Bingkun not to bring up anything that's difficult to talk about, and not to provoke Liu Xingjun!"