Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

Banggeng's cries faded away as the police car drove off, disappearing completely at the end of the snow-covered alley.

Qin Huairu slumped down in the snow outside the courtyard gate.

His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were vacant.

Like a puppet whose soul has been drained.

Yi Zhonghai stood in the passageway, watching this scene with a livid face.

He didn't go forward to help Qin Huairu up, nor did he say a single word of comfort.

He merely glanced coldly at the tightly closed solid wood door of the east wing.

Then, with his hands behind his back, he walked heavily back to his room.

The Jia family is completely finished this time.

His retirement plan, Yi Zhonghai's grand vision, has also been largely jeopardized.

At this critical juncture, he must distance himself from the situation and avoid getting himself into trouble.

Hongxing Police Station.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the duty hall was deserted.

Only a few police officers were warming themselves by the stove, talking in hushed tones.

"Bang!"

The heavy green wooden door of the police station was suddenly slammed open from the outside.

A cold wind, mixed with snowflakes, swept in.

"Good heavens! Is there no law anymore?!"

A piercing scream, sharper and more ear-piercing than a pig being slaughtered, instantly shattered the tranquility of the police station.

The police officers were startled and turned to look.

Jia Zhangshi was seen with disheveled hair, wearing a tattered cotton-padded jacket that was charred black from being electrocuted and smelled burnt.

Like a fleshy cannonball, it stumbled and crashed into the hall.

She was originally brought in in another police car.

Just now in the courtyard, I heard the police officers say that stealing the martyrs' belongings is a serious crime, and he would be sentenced to at least three years in a juvenile detention center.

This news struck Jia Zhangshi like a thunderbolt, driving her to a nervous breakdown.

Banggeng is her lifeline; he is the only son of the Jia family for three generations!

If you stay in a place like that for three years, won't you become a useless person when you come out?

"Give me back my grandson! You heartless lackeys!"

Jia Zhangshi went completely mad.

She rushed towards the desk in the center of the hall, pounding her fists on the surface.

"Release him! Release my precious grandson right now!"

"He's only eight years old! What does he know! It was all that little bastard Zhang Huaimin who framed him!"

"You blind bunch! Instead of catching the bad guys, you're bullying us orphans and widows!"

While cursing loudly, Madam Jia began to use her best skill in the courtyard—throwing a tantrum.

She fell to the ground with a thud onto the cold cement floor.

His thick legs kicked wildly like whirlwinds.

He kept slapping the ground with both hands, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"This is outrageous! This is driving people crazy!"

"Old Jia, Dongxu! Please show yourselves! Someone is trying to wipe out the Jia family line!"

The young police officers were dumbfounded.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, where did this crazy woman come from?

"Auntie, please calm down and get up."

A young policeman named Xiao Liu quickly stepped forward and tried to help Jia Zhangshi up.

"This is a national public security agency, not a place for you to run wild."

"Let's go to the reception room and talk about it."

Xiao Liu spoke gently and patiently, offering words of comfort.

"Shut up!"

Jia Zhangshi flung Xiao Liu's hand away, her triangular eyes wide with shock.

"I'm not going to any reception room! I just want my grandson!"

"If you don't release him today, I'll kill myself!"

talking.

She suddenly sprang up from the ground, opening her still somewhat charred mouth.

"Pooh!"

A thick, yellow phlegm, like a bullet, landed precisely on Xiao Liu's face.

Xiao Liu was stunned by the sudden attack.

He touched his face, looked at the thick phlegm on his hand, felt a wave of nausea wash over him, and almost vomited.

"Auntie! How could you do this!"

Xiao Liu's face flushed red, and he suppressed his anger as he stepped forward again to try to stop Jia Zhangshi.

however.

Having completely lost her mind, Jia Zhangshi has turned into a mad beast.

"What did I do?! I'm going to beat you to death, you lackey!"

She roared.

Those rough, fat hands suddenly stretched forward.

Sharp nails, conveying a sense of ruthlessness.

Without any mercy, it viciously grabbed at Xiao Liu's young face!

"Sizzle—"

Several bloody marks instantly appeared on Xiao Liu's face.

The fingernails dug deep into the flesh, cutting the skin.

Blood immediately flowed down the wound, staining Xiao Liu's police uniform collar red.

"what!"

Xiao Liu winced in pain, covered his face, and took two steps back.

The other police officers in the hall were all stunned by what they saw.

That old woman is absolutely audacious!

How dare they openly assault a public official in police uniform in the lobby of a police station!

"What are you doing! Stop it, all of you!"

Just then, a thunderous roar came from the depths of the corridor.

Director Zhou Jianguo strode out with a gloomy face.

He had just finished listening to Bang Geng's flawed and illogical arguments in the interrogation room.

I'm really angry.

As soon as they came out, they saw their soldiers being attacked by a crazy woman, their faces covered in blood.

Zhou Jianguo's anger surged to the top of his head instantly, as if fuel had been poured on it.

He glanced at Xiao Liu, whose face was covered in blood, then turned and stared intently at Jia Zhangshi, who was still baring her teeth and brandishing her claws.

His eyes were as cold as knives.

"This is outrageous!"

Zhou Jianguo slammed his hand on the table, the sound so loud it made the glass in the hall rattle.

"This is the police station! We represent the laws of the country!"

"Do you think this is your backyard where you can throw a tantrum and act like a brat?!"

Jia Zhangshi shrank back, intimidated by Zhou Jianguo's imposing manner.

But the thought of her grandson going to jail made her grit her teeth and refuse.

"What are you yelling about! You're the corrupt official who protected Zhang Huaimin!"

"You arrested my grandson, so what if I hit one of your men!"

"I'm going to report you to the district authorities!"

Jia Zhangshi stood with her hands on her hips, looking like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

Zhou Jianguo was so angry that he laughed instead.

He looked at Jia Zhangshi coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Great! Excellent!"

"Sue us? You'd better worry about yourself first!"

Zhou Jianguo turned his head and gave a stern order to the several police officers beside him who were already rubbing their hands together in anticipation.

"Openly attacking law enforcement officers!"

"Making a scene at a government office and severely disrupting office order!"

"Multiple offenses will be punished concurrently!"

Zhou Jianguo waved his hand and pointed at Jia Zhangshi.

"Immediate criminal detention for fifteen days!"

"Cuff him and take him to the detention cell!"

Upon hearing the words "criminal detention," Jia Zhangshi's previously arrogant demeanor was instantly extinguished like a bucket of ice water.

She collapsed, as if her spine had been removed.

"No...don't grab me..."

"I was wrong... I'll never cause trouble again..."

Madam Jia shook her head in terror and began desperately begging for mercy.

But it was too late.

Two muscular policewomen walked up with cold expressions.

Two "click" sounds.

The cold handcuffs mercilessly fastened to Jia Zhangshi's plump wrists.

"Walk!"

Each policewoman grabbed one of her arms and dragged her like a dead pig toward the detention cell deep in the corridor.

"Let me go! I don't want to go to the detention room! Dongxu! Huairu!"

Jia Zhangshi's screams echoed in the empty corridor of the police station, growing fainter and fainter.

The sound didn't completely disappear until the heavy iron door slammed shut with a "bang".

Outside the police station.

A snowstorm raged.

Qin Huairu stumbled and trudged to the entrance of the police station.

She had been resting in the yard for a while before she managed to gather some strength to plead for mercy.

but.

She had just reached the front door.

Through the glass window, she watched helplessly as her mother-in-law was handcuffed and dragged into the detention cell like a piece of garbage.

"mom……"

Qin Huairu murmured in despair.

My legs went weak.

He leaned weakly against the cold utility pole outside the police station.

The cold wind cut her face like a knife, and her tears had long since frozen into ice.

She stared blankly at the gray sky.