Rebirth: My college entrance exam score was stolen? I turned the tables and made a billion.

No sooner had Lin Weimin and Su Qin left than the door to the ward was pushed open a crack.

Liangzi peeked inside cautiously.

After confirming that no high-ranking officials were around, he breathed a sigh of relief and pushed open the door to come in.

However, he was followed by Fatty, Yellow Hair, and others, but Zhao Xiaojun was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother Guangming, we've come to see you."

"I have to say, the treatment you're getting is absolutely amazing."

As soon as Liangzi came in, he started touching and looking at everything.

"The beds in this VIP ward are all soft; they're so much better than those shabby benches at our train station!"

Liu Chunhua was stunned.

Then she guessed that these were the young men Guangming had told her about, the ones who were doing business with her.

Liu Guangming leaned against the headboard and glanced around:

"Where's Xiaojun? Didn't he come with you?"

The fat man scratched his head:

"We came together. We were just fighting downstairs to buy fruit."

Liangzi frowned, turned around and walked out:

"What's that kid up to? Went to pee?"

He pushed open the ward door and looked down the corridor.

A person was squatting at the base of the white wall next to the restroom.

The man buried his head in his knees, his shoulders twitching.

"Snapped!"

A sharp sound rang out abruptly in the empty corridor.

Liangzi was startled and quickly walked over.

Upon closer inspection, it was Zhao Xiaojun squatting on the ground.

The kid raised his right hand and slapped himself hard across the right cheek.

"Brother Xiaojun, what are you doing?!"

Liangzi grabbed Zhao Xiaojun's wrist and forcefully pulled him up from the ground.

Zhao Xiaojun's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was covered in tears and snot.

When he saw that it was Liangzi, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, his voice hoarse and barely audible.

"Brother Liang... I'm too ashamed to go in and see Brother Guangming... I'm so ashamed!"

Liangzi was somewhat bewildered by his reaction:

"Have you lost your mind? We're brothers, what's there to be ashamed of?"

"You don't know, the policeman who arrested you today..."

Zhao Xiaojun sniffed hard, choking so much that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

"It's...it's my biological father!"

Upon hearing this, Liangzi froze on the spot.

The fat guy and the blond guy who had just followed were also dumbfounded when they heard this.

The bastard who smashed up stalls and arrested people in the movie theater square, and even "loosened bones" for his own family members in jail, was actually Zhao Xiaojun's father.

Zhao Xiaojun broke free from Liangzi's hand and raised his hand to slap himself in the face again.

"Damn it! How did I end up with such a father?!"

"He ruined Brother Guangming like this! How can I face anyone in court?"

Liangzi reacted quickly and kicked Zhao Xiaojun in the calf.

"Xiao Jun, stop spouting nonsense!"

Liangzi pointed at Zhao Xiaojun's nose:

"Your dad is your dad, and you are you! What, are you expected to catch your dad's poop in the basin?"

The fat man chimed in from the side:

"That's right! Xiao Jun, we've been following Brother Guangming for so many days now. We know each other inside and out, we've all sweated under the sun and pushed carts together. What kind of relationship do we have!"

Liangzi grabbed Zhao Xiaojun by the collar and dragged him toward the ward.

"Xiao Jun, you get inside!"

"Don't worry, if Brother Guangming ever complains about you, I, Liangzi, will gouge out your eyes and let you use them as stomps!"

Zhao Xiaojun reluctantly agreed, but was dragged into a private room.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhao Xiaojun knelt down in front of the hospital bed with a thud.

He lowered his head, bit his lip hard, and his shoulders trembled like a leaf.

Liu Guangming was startled. If it weren't for his back injury, he would have jumped out of bed long ago.

"Xiaojun, what are you doing?"

Liangzi spoke up from the side:

"Brother Guangming, this kid is being stubborn. He says he's too ashamed to face you."

"The reason is simple: the policeman who arrested us today is his own father."

The ward fell silent instantly.

Liu Guangming wasn't shocked, since he already knew about this relationship.

However, Liu Chunhua, who was sitting to the side, was stunned for a long time before placing the wet towel in her hand on the edge of the washbasin.

She walked over, bent down, put her hands under Zhao Xiaojun's armpits, and helped him up.

"Child, get up quickly."

Liu Chunhua spoke softly, with the simplicity of a farmer.

"What your father did has nothing to do with you?"

Zhao Xiaojun lowered his head, not daring to look at anyone, tears falling onto the floor.

"Big sister... my father..."

"One thing at a time."

Liu Guangming leaned against the headboard, looked at Zhao Xiaojun, and spoke up.

"Zhao Youcai is Zhao Youcai, and Zhao Xiaojun is Zhao Xiaojun. In my case, accounts cannot be mixed up."

Liu Guangming paused for a moment, then emphasized his words:

"If you feel bad about it, starting tomorrow, work twice as hard and keep an eye on the business."

These words finally broke Zhao Xiaojun's composure.

He raised his arm and hastily wiped the tears from his face, then nodded emphatically.

"Brother, don't worry. Anyone who dares to touch your business, I'll fucking fight them to the death!"

......

One hour ago.

County Public Security Bureau, interrogation room.

Zhao Youcai was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, his collar open, exuding an air of utter defiance.

Behind the long table, Director Zheng personally oversaw the operation, while a junior policeman quickly took statements.

"Zhao Youcai, I'm asking you one last time."

Director Zheng slammed his teacup heavily on the table.

"You're a police officer, what are you doing with nothing better to do than shut down stalls with proper business licenses, and using such methods?"

"Tell me, who exactly is behind this?"

Zhao Youcai squinted his eyes.

"Director Zheng, I'm innocent! I really didn't get instructed by anyone."

"I received a report from the public that there were vagrants gathering and causing trouble in the square, disrupting public order."

"When I arrived at the scene, those guys were very arrogant. I was so angry that I lost my temper and broke the law."

"Chief, I accept the punishment! I'll accept being locked up or dismissed if necessary!"

Director Zheng was so angry upon hearing these words that his liver ached.

That's normal, though.

After all, Zhao Youcai had been working in the public security system for over a decade, so he was naturally familiar with the tricks of counter-interrogation.

As long as he doesn't admit that someone instructed him, this is at most a case of violent law enforcement and brutal conduct.

Removal from office and investigation are certain, but trying to make it more serious won't work!

The key question is, is this the truth?

He instinctively felt that it wasn't true.

In addition, this is something Lin Weimin values, so he definitely wants to do it well.

"You're still not going to tell me, are you?"

Director Zheng suddenly stood up and pointed at Zhao Youcai's nose.

"You locked up several legally operating self-employed individuals in cells occupied by prison bullies, and that's considered short-tempered? That's premeditated murder!"

Zhao Youcai simply closed his eyes, tilted his head to the side, and pretended to be dead.

"Chief..."

The junior police officer taking a statement tugged at Director Zheng's sleeve and whispered, "He's sticking to his guns and won't budge. This can't go on."

Director Zheng took a deep breath, just about to try some more methods, when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

The office director pushed open the iron door of the interrogation room, his face not looking too good. He quickly walked over to Director Zheng and whispered a few words in his ear.

"What?"

Director Zheng frowned.

"The Party Secretary called."

The director wiped the sweat from his brow. "I want you to take the case file to the county party committee office right now and report to them in person."

Upon hearing this, Director Zheng stopped paying attention to Zhao Youcai, who was pretending to be dead on the chair.

However, after leaving the interrogation room, Director Zheng lit a cigarette, his expression turning serious.

The old Party Secretary will officially retire at the end of this year, and Lin Weimin's succession is basically a done deal.

At this moment, the old Party Secretary suddenly inquired about a case involving local public security?

There's something unusual about this.

As a deputy county-level official, he knew all too well the intricacies of officialdom.

Zhao Youcai's audacity suggests he has powerful backers.

Before he could even find out who this person was, the old Party Secretary stepped forward to hear a report.

Generally speaking, when it comes to the old Party Secretary, the basic thing is to define the nature of the matter, and he may even want to downplay it.

Could it be that the old Party Secretary is the person behind Zhao Youcai?

If so, I can't afford to offend them!

But the anger Lin Weimin displayed during the day in the detention center was genuine.

He's caught in the middle, with Buddhas on both sides; if he makes a mistake...

Halfway through his cigarette, Director Zheng threw the butt on the ground and crushed it out with his leather shoe.

Fuck it!

Those who waver and compromise their principles during the transition between generations die the fastest.

Lin Weimin is young and promising, a reformist, and a future leader of the county.

If we don't take sides now, we'll make an example of them once they've secured their positions.

Director Zheng strode back to his office, picked up the red landline on his desk, and dialed Lin Weimin's number.

The phone rang three times before being answered.

"Hello, who is this? This is County Magistrate Lin's secretary."

A voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I am Zheng Dongfang from the Public Security Bureau."

Director Zheng unconsciously lowered his voice and continued.

"Director Zheng? Did you get this phone call through the interrogation?"

"no."

Director Zheng sighed, "That old fox Zhao Youcai is sticking to his guns, insisting that he was just hot-tempered and violated the law, taking all the blame on himself."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, Director Zheng."

"Any other issues? I'll report them to the county head as well."

Director Zheng swallowed hard and made up his mind.

"Please tell County Magistrate Lin that there is something I need to report to him personally."

"Just now, the county party committee office called. The old secretary personally called me and asked me to bring Zhao Youcai's case file to his office to report on my work in person."