Chapter 332

"San'er, San'er, get up."

Lu Cheng slept in a daze; his little nephew woke up twice in the middle, crying nonstop, afraid to disturb him, Yan Baoyue took the child to play in Hu Tong Li.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Chen Xianglian stood at the bedside: "Someone's looking for you, that young guy you said whose whole family are soldiers."

Eighty percent it's Wu Zhekun; could there be news so soon? I just don't know if it's good or bad.

Lu Cheng quickly swung his legs out of bed, Chen Xianglian handed over his clothes.

After dressing and leaving the Da Za Yuan, Lu Cheng saw that it was indeed Wu Zhekun driving a jeep, and he had brought Ning Ning to play.

"Old Lu, where's your sister?"

Lu Cheng couldn't help frowning: "Why do you ask about my sister as soon as you come up? You don't even ask how Uncle is sleeping or if he's eaten?"

Wu Zhekun immediately scratched his head: "I… this isn't just bringing Ning Ning; I wanted your sister to take a look, let's go spring Ding Yuanmin."

Upon hearing this, Lu Cheng's spirits lifted: "News?"

"Yeah, my mom said her relative has diabetes, so she didn't directly mention Su Gugu; she said a friend from Gang Cheng brought the medicine, and then the leader my mom contacted gave a heads-up below, agreeing to release the person."

To be fair, with the Wu family stepping in, things went fairly smoothly; Lu Cheng originally thought it would take at least a few days.

But since it's settled, that's certainly worth celebrating, though Lu Cheng still has a concern.

"Your mom said there's a Gang Cheng friend; won't that be too sensitive? We don't want to cause any trouble for your family later."

Wu Zhekun didn't mind at all: "No problem, for Su Gugu's sake; even if there's an impact, our family will bear it, anyway we can't drag you into it."

Upon hearing that, Lu Cheng felt touched: "Thanks for the trouble again, your family."

Last time we got Lin Zhenfeng rehabilitated, it was through Su Feixue finding his Senior Brother; this time it's the same person helping out.

It's rare to hear Lu Cheng say something polite; Wu Zhekun laughed: "You actually have polite moments! If you really want to thank me, treat me to the Capital City's copper-pot mutton hotpot—I've been craving that since the border."

Lu Cheng joined in laughing: "Haha, no problem, let's go quickly; let Ning Ning stay with my mom, my sister took the relatives out to play, they should be back soon."

After handing Ning Ning to the old mom, the two immediately got into the jeep and went to the Railway Bureau's temporary Detention Center.

At this moment in the Detention Center, Fan Dashan held a basin of cold water and poured it over Ding Yuanmin's head.

It was already the freezing twelfth lunar month; Ding Yuanmin got a shock from the basin of water all over, sitting on the stool with his hands cuffed behind his back, he shivered from the cold.

Fan Dashan deliberately spat a mouthful of smoke onto his face: "Talk, who did you bring the medicine for? Who contacted you to bring the medicine, is it that Lu Cheng?"

Such questioning, from when they brought Ding Yuanmin to the Detention Center this morning until now, Fan Dashan has already asked dozens of times.

They've been beaten and scolded; Ding Yuanmin's face is bruised and swollen, Ding Shitou is similar, but whenever Fan Dashan mentions Lu Cheng, both flatly deny it.

It was Lu Cheng who gave their commune the chance to make money; he absolutely cannot sell out Lu Cheng, otherwise when he returns, not only will the commune members resent him, but even Hao Ge won't forgive him.

Ding Yuanmin gritted his chattering teeth: "I've said it how many times already? It's none of your business; if you've got the guts, beat me to death."

Fan Dashan instantly flew into a rage; he hadn't expected that Ding Yuanmin, who looks thin and weak, would be such a tough nut.

But Fan Dashan, eager to earn Merit, must get a confession; if it doesn't involve that Lu Cheng, it's fine, but once it does, he'll have double merit.

He had long thought this Lu Cheng was suspicious; other people painstakingly caught Speculation Profiteering Elements, yet this guy actually wants to give people travel expenses.

To say Lu Cheng isn't colluding with these people, using his position to profiteer from goods, Fan Dashan doesn't believe it.

Suspicion aside, you need actual evidence; and having caught Ding Yuanmin, seeing how eager Lu Cheng was at the train station to release him, Fan Dashan feels this is a breakthrough.

Immediately rolling up his sleeves, he gave Ding Yuanmin another punch, splitting the corner of his mouth.

"Your mouth's still tough! But you're in my hands now—consider yourself unlucky; today I want to see just how tough your mouth is."

Fan Dashan said, about to strike again, but Ding Yuanmin isn't afraid: "Come on, you just want to force a confession; once I'm out, I'll sue you."

Fan Dashan instantly laughed: "Sue me? This is my turf; you're just a Speculative Profiteering—what qualifications do you have to sue me!"

Saying that, the enraged Fan Dashan rained punches and kicks on Ding Yuanmin.

After finishing with Ding Yuanmin, he started on Ding Shitou, until he was exhausted.

"Who did you bring the medicine for?" Fan Dashan pointed at Ding Shitou.

But Ding Shitou just shook his head: "I, I don't know."

Furious, Fan Dashan slapped him again: "Damn it, all you say is 'I don't know'!"

Seeing Ding Shitou fall silent, Fan Dashan grew weary, mainly mentally exhausted.

He hadn't expected these two to be so stubborn; he even began to doubt his own judgment—maybe Lu Cheng really has nothing to do with these people.

Why would Lu Cheng give these people travel expenses? Out of kindness? Or just because he has too much money to throw away?

Seeing that even harsh torture couldn't pry open their mouths, Fan Dashan had to change tactics.

Since force doesn't work, he'll try soft persuasion.

He pulled a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Ding Yuanmin: "Come on, you look freezing; have a smoke to warm up."

Ding Yuanmin glanced at it, unsure what trick the other was up to.

Ding Yuanmin didn't open his mouth to take the cigarette, so Fan Dashan didn't insist, just lit it for himself and started smoking.

While puffing away, he patiently urged: "Do you really think this is necessary? It's just two boxes of medicine; you wouldn't get a long sentence. Leniency for confession, severity for resistance—if you honestly come clean, I'll try to get you a lighter sentence."

Upon hearing Fan Dashan say that, Ding Yuanmin couldn't help laughing; he'd run out of tricks, now resorting to reasoning with emotion and logic.

Fan Dashan didn't pay attention to his laughter, continuing: "This way, as long as you come clean, I'll release you right away—then you can still go home for New Year."

New Year's is only two days away; you can't possibly spend it in this detention center—think how heartbroken your family would be—so really consider what I'm saying.

Mentioning going home for New Year, Ding Yuanmin's face finally showed a reaction, and his emotions weren't as resistant as before.

The reason he came to the Capital City at year's end was to deliver goods and settle last month's payment, so everyone could have a prosperous New Year.

He hadn't expected that a moment's carelessness would lead to the Train Police discovering the medicine, resulting in his detention.

His family and the Commune members were all waiting for him to bring back the money to celebrate the New Year.

Noticing Ding Yuanmin's emotions easing, Fan Dashan suddenly felt confident.

"I'm telling the truth; as long as you come clean, I'll release you right away, and if you have no money to get home, I can even give you travel expenses."

Ding Yuanmin showed a smile on his face, Fan Dashan thought he was finally going to confess, so he brought paper and pen.

"Speak up, speak in detail, especially anything involving that Lu Cheng — must be explained clearly, word for word."