Chapter 173 Another Way Out
"Old Zhou, if I can take the blame for someone else, I'll do it."
"My old man said I was heartless, my lover said I was cold-blooded, and now I have become the enemy of my entire family."
Qi Zhijun wiped his nose and looked like he was about to cry, which Zhou Zhensheng found very funny, but he couldn't laugh and had to hold it back.
"Old Qi, you're just overthinking. Since you also feel sorry for the child, why don't we help the child find a good way out?"
Qi Zhijun stopped feeling depressed: "What's the way out?"
"I'll make an exception and take him in. What do you think?"
"Zhou Zhensheng, what are you planning? What can He Shu do here? You want him to go to Wanta as well? That's impossible. Can you please not target my family? Aren't the people I send to you enough every year?"
Zhou Zhensheng laughed: "Look, I gave you advice but you didn't appreciate it. Then I won't say anything."
Qi Zhijun glared at Zhou Zhensheng unhappily, then picked up the wine glass. Seeing that Zhou Zhensheng looked unhurried, he hesitated again and again.
"Tell me what you want to do first?"
Zhou Zhensheng knew that he couldn't hold it in anymore, so he stopped joking and spoke seriously.
"It just so happens that there is a lead in China that has not been connected. The person is serving a sentence in Nanzhan Prison and has one and a half years left in his sentence. He has important information in his hands and is an important middleman between China and Wanta. If we can get that information, it will be a major breakthrough for us."
"Everyone I arranged to contact him failed because that person..." Zhou Zhensheng pointed to his head: "He is too meticulous. Anyone with any signs of training will be discovered by him."
"So, bring your nephew over. If you have a chance to get in touch with him and get the information, it will not only not affect the child's future, but may even make a great contribution."
Zhou Zhensheng looked at Qi Zhijun with burning eyes: "Old Qi, this is to help you, and it is also to help me. Do you know how many of us have died because of the Wanta incident? With that information, how many lives can be saved?"
Qi Zhijun waved his hands: "Don't tell me this, it's impossible. How can He Shu do something that your people can't do? He is still a child, just entering college and getting in touch with society. What does he know?"
How could someone who could make Zhou Zhensheng helpless be simple? Not to mention how dangerous he was.
"It is because he knows nothing that he can gain the other party's trust more easily. I can't trust people from outside, but I trust you Qi family members."
"Especially since you just told me that the kid has a sense of justice in his heart, I believe he won't be tempted by money."
The more Zhou Zhensheng talked, the more he felt that He Shu was a more suitable candidate, so he tried harder to persuade him.
"Old Qi, this is a win-win situation. In just one and a half years, He Shu can return to Dadu and live a normal life."
"All his records in prison will be kept as confidential files. It will not have any impact on the child in the future. What do you think? Think about it."
"This way, you won't have to do things in a difficult way, and you can also help your nephew. It will turn a bad thing into a good thing."
Qi Zhijun was somewhat moved, especially Zhou Zhensheng's last sentence, which was quite important.
He couldn't help He Shu evade the law, but he could help He Shu make contributions, so that in the future, the fact that he had been in jail would no longer be a stain.
"What if He Shu fails? My nephew is not that smart. He is quite stupid."
Zhou Zhensheng looked at Qi Zhijun and thought, "How can you be more stupid than me?" It's true that the elder brother is talking about the younger brother, but he can't see his own problems.
"What we need is sincerity, not hypocrisy. If you agree, bring He Shu here and let me observe him for a few days. Don't worry, I won't put him in danger."
If He Shu was asked to go to Wanta to carry out a mission, Qi Zhijun would not even consider it.
Qi Zhijun believes in Zhou Zhensheng's ability to protect He Shu's life in a domestic prison.
"I have to go back and tell the child. If he doesn't want to, I won't force him."
"Okay, then stop drinking and go back quickly, okay?"
Qi Zhijun stared at the wine glass in his hand being snatched away: "So urgent?"
"Do you know how much effort I put into this? I have sent people to contact him since he was first imprisoned, one after another, but none of them succeeded. There is only a year and a half left, and time waits for no one..."
Qi Zhijun was driven away by Zhou Zhensheng. He was drunk and couldn't drive.
Zhou Zhensheng arranged for someone to drive him back to the compound.
After arriving home, Zhu Yu saw Qi Zhijun coming back drunk, and ignored him with a cold face.
This time, Qi Zhijun didn't dare to make a decision on his own. He looked at the time and saw that the old man was still asleep, so he went to his room.
After listening to Qi Zhijun's words, Mr. Qi pondered for a while.
Because of what He Shu said to him in the hospital that day, the old man did not use any connections to help He Shu get away with it. He would let the child accept the verdict as it comes.
According to the news Qi Zhijun brought back, the old man felt that it was not that simple and there was still some danger.
"He Shu is a child with his own ideas. You should tell him the truth about this matter. Do not hide the possible dangers. If he is willing, then listen to him."
Qi Zhijun nodded, and when he was about to leave the old man's room, he suddenly turned back and wanted to ask a question.
But he hesitated for a moment and ultimately did not ask.
In He Shu's room, Qi Zhijun told He Shu exactly what Zhou Zhensheng had said and let him make his own choice.
After that, he even added: "If you don't want to go to jail, I'll find a way to apply for a suspended sentence for you, or continue to be released on medical parole and get you a serious illness certificate, or even a mental evaluation... In short, there are many ways to keep you from going to jail..."
Qi Zhijun still chose human feelings. It was the first time he said such words. There was no reason. He just wanted to be selfish for once. At worst, he could retire early.
He Shu thought for a long time, and Qi Zhijun did not urge him, but waited quietly by the side.
"Uncle...I'm going to Nanzhan."
"Hmm? He Shu, don't be in a hurry and think about it slowly. We don't know the information of that person yet. It's definitely not that easy..."
"Uncle, this is what I think. I'm going to go to jail anyway, so it doesn't matter where I go. If I can help, that would be even better."
After He Shu finished speaking, he quickly asked again: "Uncle, if I succeed, can I help my aunt? Let her come back soon."
Qi Zhijun almost broke his defense, he nodded: "I should be able to help."
Hearing this, He Shu was even a little happy. He no longer felt the fear and regret of going to jail.
"Great, uncle, I will definitely succeed."
"He Shu...your aunt doesn't need you to help her."
Qi Zhijun even thought that if Qi Xue knew that he had brought He Shu over to help, she would probably come back from Wanta with a gun?
"I know, uncle. I am willing to try. I will never force myself. It doesn't matter where I am. I am ready. If I can help, then this punishment will have some meaning."
After He Shu came back, he also checked some laws and regulations.
I also contacted his lawyer friend through my godfather.
Knowing that the crimes he committed would cost him a minimum of three years in prison.
He only thought of asking his uncle for help that night in the detention center. After that or before, he had never thought of asking the Qi family to help him escape the crime.
Now, all you have to do is go to jail for a year and a half, and there will be no criminal record. These two things alone are enough to tempt you.
In addition, he has always been worried about his aunt. If he can successfully help her, his aunt will come back safely as soon as possible.
Then this bad thing turned into a good thing for He Shu.
