Chapter 462: Give a Proper Punishment

When they learned that Lu Cheng was a Railway Police officer, the onlookers fell silent.

Moreover, he wasn't an ordinary Train Police officer; he was a senior police chief, and since this is the Railway Family Courtyard, he truly has the authority to manage.

Especially a few Train Police family members, upon seeing Lu Cheng reveal his identity, felt as if they had seen a relative and lifted their heads proudly.

"So you're Lu Jingzhang, huh? I've heard of you. Our family's Liangzi is also a Train Police officer, on the same Platform as you."

Realizing they were trying to get closer, and Lu Cheng, who was worried about lacking a popular base, smiled and replied.

"Ah, I know Comrade Liangzi; he works under Chief Deng, and Comrade Liangzi usually performs quite well."

The woman laughed along, "Right, right, but Chief Deng is different from you; you're a senior police chief."

A few more Train Police family members also greeted Lu Cheng, and after such a simple chat, Lu Cheng already had people lining up on his side.

Laimao, seeing the situation turn, hurriedly tried to rally the crowd.

"What are you all standing around for? Beat him up quickly. What's so great about the Train Police? I haven't broken any law."

However, no one listened; beating a Railway Police officer isn't a joke.

Besides, even if Lu Cheng weren't a Railway Police officer, with Laimao's meager popular base, no one would speak to him.

"Laimao, they're a Railway Police officer; hurry up and apologize and it'll be settled, otherwise I'll send you to Haozi Li. The New Year is just around the corner; it won't be a pleasant punishment."

Seeing that no one was speaking to him, Laimao got angry.

"What's wrong with the Railway Police? Just because they're Railway Police they can go around flirting with other people's wives…"

Hearing that, Mei Ju, furious, was about to scold Laimao, but Lu Cheng stopped her.

"Sister Mei Ju, you're pregnant, don't lose your temper; let me handle this…"

Lu Cheng felt it necessary to explain: although he doesn't often stay here and ignores what others say, Mei Ju intends to live here permanently, so she can't be subjected to daily gossip.

"Big guy, 307 on the upper floor is my room. I usually stay at home, but yesterday I was on duty and came back late, so I spent the night here."

"And then, Sister Mei Ju is the wife of a teammate in my unit; she gave me a blanket so I wouldn't freeze at night. That's normal, right?"

Big guy nodded. That's perfectly normal; whether he's Mei Ju's husband's police chief or just a regular neighbor, people help each other.

"Laimao, you really should apologize; you can't spread rumors like that."

Seeing everyone start to speak to Lu Cheng, Laimao completely lost his crowd support and knew he was in the wrong.

Last night, he indeed only saw Mei Ju clutching a blanket, entering Lu Cheng's room, and then quickly coming out.

In such a short time, there wasn't even enough time to take off clothes, let alone do that.

He just wanted some fun, teasing on purpose; after all, Mei Ju, being heavily pregnant, couldn't do anything to him.

Who knew that this Lu fellow was so tough.

If he doesn't apologize today, the handcuffs definitely won't be released.

After weighing it, Laimao reluctantly said, "Fine, fine, I'll apologize. It's a minor thing, sorry, I misjudged."

Anyone hearing Laimao's tone could tell he wasn't apologizing sincerely; it was merely due to the pressure of being handcuffed.

But the matter truly couldn't be resolved; Laimao at most was rude, and he didn't cause any real harm to Mei Ju, so he couldn't be sent to Haozi Li.

Thus, whether sincere or not, at least he said it, and the big guy urged Lu Cheng to let it be settled.

Quibbling further would be pointless.

Mei Ju understood that this was all she could do; as long as the big guy knew it was a misunderstanding, that was enough.

"Lu Cheng, go back; I'll make you some porridge to drink."

But Lu Cheng shook his head; Laimao's complete lack of attitude displeased him.

People like that need to be dealt with once and for all, so that next time they see you they're scared and go out of your way to avoid you.

"It's okay, Sister Mei Ju; reputation is more serious than hurting someone in a fight, you can't just let him off so lightly…"

Before Mei Ju could speak, Laimao immediately got angry.

"What more do you want? I already said sorry; do you still want to hit me? Come on, if you've got the guts, hit me!"

Laimao was fretting about not finding a way to pin Lu Cheng; after all, his minor mistake wasn't a capital offense, and if Lu Cheng truly dared to hit him, Laimao would have grounds to complain to the superiors.

"Come on, if you've got the guts, hit me. If you don't, I damn well look down on you."

Lu Cheng's mindset wasn't that of a petty kid; he knew Laimao was deliberately provoking him and didn't fall for it.

He walked over, patted Laimao's face and said, "I heard your father was an old model, an old hero…"

Laimao was stunned. What does that mean? Just now Lu Cheng wasn't willing to be lenient, so why bring up his father now?

Is he scared?

It must be.

Laimao instantly puffed up, craning his neck and said, "That's right, my father died in the line of duty, protecting collective property; the leadership personally awarded him the title of Worker Martyr, and I'm a martyr's descendant."

"I advise you, honestly undo the handcuffs, and I can give you a chance to make amends."

Lu Cheng nodded; Laimao indeed had a protective talisman.

In these times, martyrs are highly respected, and their families receive extra care.

Lu Cheng sighed, "Hmm, what a pity…"

Laimao, puzzled, "Pity? Pity what?"

Lu Cheng stood up, clapped his hands and said, "It's a shame your father, that old hero, gave his life for glorious honor, and it all ends up ruined by you."

"If I were your father, back then I'd have taken a piss and splashed it on your wall, you disgraceful wretch!"

"Hey, you, why are you insulting me!" Laimao, as if he'd found Lu Cheng's leverage, immediately shouted at the big guy.

"You all heard, right? You heard, right? He insulted my father, the old hero, the worker martyr…"

Lu Cheng coldly replied, "You're not only blind, but also deaf; the one I'm insulting is you."

Laimao persisted, "Insulting me isn't allowed either; I'm a martyr's descendant, I have Uncle Youcai, Da Hai; my father was good to you back then, you all quickly speak up for me."

Cai and Da Hai, who were also from the Boiler Room and had been called by Laimao, upon hearing his words, were inclined to step forward and plead on the child's behalf.

But Lu Cheng never gave them any chance; when it comes to winning hearts, that's his strong point.

Lu Cheng no longer looked at Laimao, but faced the big guy.

"First, we respect the old hero's children and should help them in life, but the status of a fiery descendant is not an immunity from execution; if they make mistakes they must be punished.

Otherwise, brandishing the name of a fiery descendant to cause trouble everywhere will only chill the old hero's heart, so we all have an obligation, a responsibility, to help educate the old hero's children, correct their errors; only then can we live up to the old hero's contributions."

Lu Cheng's words rang out like a leader's speech, airtight, and instantly won everyone's support.