Chapter 46 Father and Son
Perhaps the villagers believed Wang Zheng's words, or perhaps it was because more than ten police cars arrived in a hurry, and they eventually dispersed. Everyone cursed as they left, obviously trying to embolden themselves for their previous actions.
The first to arrive were Huamei and Bai Ling. Seeing Wang Zheng covered in blood, they could probably guess how dangerous the situation was. Then they turned around and looked at Gu Xia and Gao Feng who were unharmed. The two women's mouths opened and closed at the same time, and even a fool could see that they were probably saying "waste".
Bai Ling was stitching up Wang Zheng's wound. While doing so, she burst into tears for no apparent reason. "Brother Wang Zheng, does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Wang Zheng didn't dare to move. He glanced at Bai Ling's crying face and suddenly said, "It's not the first time you sew stitches for someone."
"Those are all dead people!" Bai Ling wiped her tears and suddenly laughed again.
"Women, you are the ones with fickle moods." Gao Feng sat aside and moaned without any reason.
"Shut up!" Turning her head to look at Gao Feng, Bai Ling suddenly became fierce, "You say every day that you can beat ten people, how come you can't even protect Brother Wang Zheng."
"That's not..." Gao Feng opened his mouth to explain, but didn't know how to say it. Finally, he sighed and agreed with Bai Ling's words.
"This incident has nothing to do with Gao Feng and Professor Gu." Wang Zheng shook his head and was silent for a while before pointing at the broken glass and saying, "The villagers came too quickly and we didn't even have time to react. Look at that piece of glass, it was broken by a rock. If we hadn't gone out at that time, I'm afraid things would have been worse."
"Ah!" Bai Ling gasped. It was hard to imagine what would have happened to the three people if hundreds of villagers had thrown stones at the same time.
"I heard that you promised someone that you would solve the case within a day. What if you can't solve it?" Huamei raised her eyebrows, obviously still feeling upset about that matter.
Wang Zheng was a little speechless and didn't know how to answer. When he looked at Bai Ling for help, he found that the girl had already sealed the needle and was hiding aside. The other two also watched with their eyes and noses and their noses and minds, so they simply turned a blind eye.
"I met the wrong person!" Wang Zheng felt miserable. He was no match for Huamei's gaze and finally gave in. He slowly said, "The murderer has always been beside us."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gao Feng walked forward a few steps, looked at Wang Zheng carefully, and muttered, " Did a rock hit your brain just now?"
Wang Zheng rolled his eyes helplessly, then stood up, pushed Gao Feng, and pointed at the house opposite, "Are you stupid? The villagers can think of it, but you can't?"
"The murderer is really in this yard?" Gao Feng widened his eyes, a little surprised by the answer.
Wang Zheng nodded, then looked at Gu Xia standing beside him. The two of them didn't need to say much, and soon the latter went out the door. After a while, he led the three people back into the house.
The two people walking in front obviously looked like a father and son, while the one walking at the end was Huang Ming, who looked tired.
Wang Zheng didn't say anything, but kept looking back and forth at the father and son.
My father looked very old, with noticeable graying on the temples. He must be at least sixty years old. He was wearing a very common old-fashioned camouflage uniform and had a short stature.
However, the young man who looked like his son standing next to him was a little different. Although he looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, his height of nearly 1.8 meters, coupled with the ruthlessness that occasionally flashed in his small eyes, made him seem quite extraordinary.
Wang Zheng had just asked the question, and before Huang Ming, who was standing at the back, could answer, the old man standing in front of him knelt on the ground with a plop.
Seeing this situation, Wang Zheng could no longer sit still. He quickly supported the old man and looked at Gu Xia for help.
"Ahem!" Gu Xia pretended to be serious, pointed at the bench where Wang Zheng had been stitching, and said sternly, "If you have anything to say, sit down and talk."
"I killed that man!" Hearing the old man's cry, the task force members immediately became alert. Unexpectedly, he continued, "I killed that son of a bitch!" Seeing that no one reacted excessively, the old man finally sighed and told the truth.
It turns out that the cause of everything is nothing more than money.
The old man is called Wang Hai and his son is called Wang Ping. The father and son are not native to Minjiang, but moved here because of some trivial matters in their hometown.
Since Wang Hai had no job and Wang Ping had some problems with his IQ, they quickly applied for some subsidies from the street where they were temporarily living. In addition, Wang Hai was an honest person who was willing to do any dirty or tiring work, so the previous village chief and several village cadres discussed: since Wang Hai was not afraid of dirt or hard work, they might as well just contract the garbage station that no one was willing to work at to them unconditionally!
The village chief's words soon resonated with other village cadres, and within a few days the contract for the garbage station was actually given to Wang Hai and his son.
With some income from the garbage station, plus the poverty alleviation funds they received every month, the father and son soon bought a small yard for themselves. Not only did they live a fulfilling life, they no longer had to worry about things like food, and they lived a comfortable life.
But the good times did not last long. Soon the old village chief was promoted, and the village voted for a new village chief, Gao Jianguo.
Gao Jianguo is somewhat different from the previous village chief. Since he took office, almost all industries in the village that can be outsourced have been outsourced under various names, including the houses where the villagers live. However, since he can collect rent, the villagers basically have no objections.
Originally, Wang Hai was not from this village, so he didn't care about these things. However, he didn't expect that Gao Jianguo would immediately focus his attention on his garbage station.
"Old Wang, the procedures of this garbage station are illegal, so we decided to take it back temporarily." Gao Jianguo looked at Wang Hai with a smile, and walked away with a few village cadres.
Wang Hai thought: All my procedures are based on the law, how can they be illegal? So he didn't take it seriously at the time and continued to clean up the garbage station.
But he did not expect that Gao Jianguo could actually do what he said. One night, when Wang Hai was dealing with garbage, he saw from a distance a beam of strong light shining into the yard of the garbage station.
"What do you want to do?" After seeing clearly that the bright light was from a bulldozer, Wang Hai quickly hugged his son who was sitting next to him, looked warily at the dozen or so dark figures next to the bulldozer, and asked nervously, "What do you want to do!"
"Shovel it for me!" Gao Jianguo's voice came from a distance.
Gao Jianguo really did what he said. That night, he shoveled down a wall of the garbage station. Then, more than a dozen people rushed out and beat up Wang Hai and Wang Ping.
"If you don't move tomorrow, I'll demolish another wall and continue to beat you!" Gao Jianguo reeked of alcohol as he spoke.
Wang Hai stood up wailing and hurriedly checked Wang Ping on the side. When he saw that Wang Ping's face was also covered in blood, he finally got angry, "You bunch of beasts."
That night, he moved out of the garbage station with his son and brought the garbage-burning stove back home.
The next morning, he saw a large group of tattooed young men rebuilding the wall of the garbage station, and there were two more dogs at the door.
Wang Hai knew that his hard-earned garbage station business was doomed to fail. After thinking it over, he finally made a decision, "Kill him. At worst, I'll be buried with him."
Later, Wang Hai followed Gao Jianguo all the time and finally caught him alone. While he was drunk and sitting under a telephone pole, Wang Hai picked up an electric baton he found in the garbage dump without thinking and hit him hard on the neck. Then he took out the garbage bag he had prepared and took him back home.
"Dad." Seeing Wang Hai return home, Wang Ping followed him and pointed at the bag and asked, "What's in your bag?"
"Son, that's garbage." Wang Hai touched Wang Ping's head, then put the bag down: "Son, heat up the stove."
"Why heat the stove?" Wang Ping didn't understand what Wang Hai meant.
"Burn this bag of garbage, and no one will bully us anymore." Wang Hai said.
