C11 Interrogation(2)

The evidence of Bian Liang's theft is clear, the evidence is conclusive, and soon the investigation is over.

Bian Liang was a minor, so Officer Pan informed Fang Linmei to go to the police station to handle the waiting procedure.

The rain temporarily stopped, and the sky was still misty and humid.

Fang Lin was wearing a yellow work hat and a light gray work uniform. Her clothes were soaked and soaked, and they were stuck on her back. She was carefully cleaning the leaves and paper on the main street of the factory district.

Her phone rang. It was Officer Pan.

Her son finally had news. Fang Lin was pleasantly surprised, and her eyes instantly became wet. It was her bright birthday a few days ago. That day, she held the bright photo and looked at it for a long time, crying alone. Over the past few months, she had been thinking about it day and night. Now that there was finally news, her hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Officer Pan told her that Bian Liang had been arrested for theft.

As if she had been struck by lightning, Fang Lin's younger sister staggered. The bit of joy she had just felt was quickly replaced by pain and shame. An inexplicable confusion plagued her, and she was unable to get rid of it. It had only been a few short months since Bian Liang was released from prison in March. Why would he steal again? How could this be? Her heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.

When the people hiding in the trees realized what had happened, they kept making noise, which made them very upset. Sister Fang Lin could not bear such a huge emotional fluctuation. She put down the phone and felt weak all over. She forgot to change her work clothes and rode the electric scooter to Xiping Town.

The hot weather in the rainy season was suffocating. She staggered towards the police station of Fengyang Town.

At around 2 PM, Fang Lin's sister arrived at the police station. Her face was pale, and she was covered in sweat. Once she entered the office, a gust of cold air hit her face, and she immediately felt a chill run down her spine.

Under Officer Pan's lead, Bian Liang walked out.

Sister Fang Lin went up to greet him. She hadn't seen him for more than three months. Her son was as thin as firewood, and his hair exploded like hedgehogs. The light green shirt on his body was fat and dirty, and his shorts fell on his hips. His entire body was dirty and unkempt, and he looked exactly like a beggar.

Faced with her son, Fang Linmei was already speechless. A complicated feeling of love, hate, and heartache surged, and her tears uncontrollably flowed out. At this moment. . . She already did not know what to say to her son. She understood that it was not appropriate to say anything in such an occasion. If she said too much, not only would Liang Liang feel disgusted, but he would also feel disgusted. She was even more afraid of being careless and harming the child. Now, she only wanted her son to obediently follow her back. It would be great if he stayed at home and did not cause any trouble.

Bian Liang appeared very calm instead. He did not understand how Sister Fang Lin's tears could be so cheap. Her eyes were watery all day long like Xianglin Sister-in-law's, and it was uncomfortable to look at her.

"When you go back, stay at home and do whatever you want. You must go to court on time. When you go back, you can't go into the internet cafe, and you can't steal anymore. If you can't do it, you should know the consequences. " Officer Pan said to Bian Liang seriously.

"Appeal on time?" Bian Liang was shocked when he heard this. His protruding eyes revealed a circle of white eyeballs that looked like dead fish. He was going to be held in court for trial again? His heart suddenly turned cold. After all this time, he was going to be sentenced for taking such a small amount of stuff? He had only been out for a few months and had not had enough fun, yet he wanted to go in again? No way? If that was really the case, This was too unfair. If he had known earlier, he would have done this. He might as well have taken a little more back then, so as to avoid having to go through so much trouble. He was so worried.

The procedures for the bail were completed very quickly. After leaving the police station, the mother and son got on the bus to go back. The hair that was blown up at the side and the stink emitted from the body made all the passengers reveal strange expressions. Some simply covered their noses and hid far away.

They had arrived at Zhao Village. Bian Liang reluctantly walked into Zhao Qiang's home. After washing up, he put on a rice white shirt and fell on the bed thinking about something.

Sister Fang Lin gave Liang Liang a phone. This was what Mother Cao promised him before he was released from prison. She didn't have time to give it to him last time. Mother Cao instructed Bian Liang to look for a job. He couldn't do it without a phone.

Bian Liang was a little excited with his mobile phone. With a mobile phone, as long as he had the Internet, he could play games on his mobile phone without spending money.

Not long after, he stopped. His expression was solemn. Just now, he had just returned from the Fengyang Town Police Station. Sister Fang Lin had brought him to the Xiping Town Police Station to report for duty, and then went to the Xiping Town Justice Department's community correction office. Now, everyone in the village knew that he was a thief. In particular, Aunt Jiang in the community pretended to care about him. Every word was stuck in her heart. If you have any problems, tell Aunt Jiang. Aunt Jiang will help you solve it. From now on, you can't be a thief anymore!" "Don't go out and fool around!" "Don't go to the internet cafe!" . . . It was also stipulated that they had to report to the internet cafe every week. Listening to her earnest teachings was simply fatal.

With the experience of being sentenced the last time, Bian Liang clearly understood what it meant to be on bail and awaiting trial. He knew that the prosecutor's office would soon sue his case to the court, and he would have to stand on trial again. Then. . . Thinking of this, he did not dare to think any further, and his mind was in chaos.

He turned over a few times on the bed, but still couldn't find a comfortable position. The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he felt. After thinking about it, He finally came to a conclusion: Staying in this place [No, I can't stay in this place. ]

Sister Fang Lin and Zhao Qiang were downstairs preparing dinner. They were talking to each other, and their intimate voices reached upstairs. Bian Liang was so angry that he couldn't help but curse in his heart: A couple of dogs, shameless. Then he thought, No! It's Zhao Xingxing, a hooligan. If it wasn't for his seduction, his mother would still be the same mother.

He quickly got up and walked into Sister Fang Lin's room. He gently opened the closet and found that the drawer was not locked. He opened the drawer and saw the red packet. Bian Liang took it out to take a look. There was about 1,000 yuan in the red packet. Bian Liang put the red packet into his pocket, got up, and walked to the door. He suddenly stopped and hesitated for a moment before taking out the red packet from his pocket. He took out a few red packets from his pocket and put them in his own pocket. Then, he turned around and put the red packets back into his drawer.

This time, he had already made up his mind to stay far away from this place. He couldn't just sit there and wait for his death like a fool.

It was already completely dark. The fragrance of the food drifted upstairs. The sound of Fang Lin's sister calling him to eat dinner could be heard from downstairs.

Bian Liang lazily opened the door and slowly went downstairs to sit at the dining table.

The air conditioner in the living room was turned on. In the middle of the dining table was a large pot of freshly stewed chicken. It was fragrant and steaming, surrounded by several bowls of vegetables and a bowl of meat.

Bian Liang lowered his head to eat and did not speak. Occasionally, he looked up at Sister Fang Lin and suddenly felt that she was old. Her hair was white and her face was haggard. She looked very old. It had been a long time since he had seen his mother at such a close distance. He really did not know when she had aged.

Sister Fang Lin raised her eyes, and her gentle gaze met with her bright gaze.

Bian Liang quickly dodged. He suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, and his heart felt a little sour.

"Mom, you. . . Eat too. " Bian Liang himself also felt that it was strange. What happened today? In his memories, he seemed to have never said such words to her before, and he seemed to be stuttering.

Fang Lin was stunned for a moment. Feeling gratified, she smiled. "Sigh. Okay. . . " Her eyes were wet.

"I've grown up and become sensible. I know how to feel sorry for Mom. " Zhao Qiang smiled and echoed.

Sister Fang Lin wiped the tears that were about to fall and said with a smile: "Liang Liang, as long as you're fine, Mom will be fine. Come, eat more. You've been suffering during this period of time, replenishing your body. " She picked up another drumstick and placed it in the bright bowl beside her.

"Mom, you eat it! I have already eaten one. " Bian Liang gave the chicken drumstick to Sister Fang Lin.

"Mom, you can't eat it if you have bad teeth! You should eat it!" Sister Fang Lin smiled as she picked up the chicken leg and gave it to Liang Liang.

"Mom, wait a moment. I want to go to town to get my hair cut. " Bian Liang touched his weed-like hair and felt a little embarrassed.

His messy hair should have been taken care of long ago. Sister Fang Lin nodded her head repeatedly. "Go ahead. After you take care of your hair, you'll feel refreshed and more energetic. " Then, with a pleading tone, she asked, "Ask Uncle Zhao to drive you there?"

"Okay! No problem. " Zhao Qiang agreed readily with a grin.

"No need, I want to take a walk and relax. " Bian Liang quickly refused. He thought to himself: Do I still need him to give it to me?

What Liang said made Fang Lin a little worried. She couldn't explain it clearly. Then, she thought about it and realized that she had been thinking too much. Bian Liang had thoughts about Zhao Qiang and insisted on him giving it to him. Wouldn't his son be unhappy instead? It was rare that he was happy today. She smiled and said, "That's good too. Let's relax and relax! Come back early. " Fang Linmei took out 300 yuan from her pocket with a smile. "Go to town and buy some clothes. "

Bian Liang hesitated for a moment and took the money. He felt a little uncomfortable.

Bian Liang was about to go to town to cut his hair after dinner. He took a few steps out of the door and stopped to look at his skinny mother. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He did not understand what had happened today.

"Wait a minute!" Sister Fang Lin handed him a blue umbrella.

Bian Liang was startled and took the umbrella. He felt a bit uncomfortable and suddenly felt sad about parting. He no longer hesitated and turned around to leave.

When they reached town, Bian Liang's heart had already calmed down. He was completely awake and no longer sad. Since he was going to leave, the further the better.

Right! Directly go to Jiangzhou City. He thought as he walked.

The bus in Xiping Town had already closed. Under the dim light, he found the "Mo's" master and stepped on it without hesitation.

The motorcycle drove in the direction of Jiangzhou City. The wind was blowing, and soon the hot air was blown away. He felt cool and comfortable all over.

The building of the People's Court in Yanghu County stood majestically. In the middle of the courtyard covered by green trees, a five-star red flag was fluttering in the wind.

Judge Liu Lanxin wore a black robe and walked out of the Juvenile Court with a dossier in her hand. Secretary Xiao Yang followed closely behind. She wore a white summer uniform and looked valiant and valiant. They passed through a long corridor and walked towards the office building.

Xiao Yang caught up with Liu Lanxin and walked side by side. "Court Chief Liu, when will the court be held for the theft case that just arrived?"

"Is it Bian Liang who was adopted twice?" Liu Lanxin's beautiful eyes turned to Xiao Yang.

"Yes, he was just released for three months and stole Bian Liang again. " Little Yang nodded, and his short black hair slightly trembled.

Liu Lanxin thought for a while. There were still a few court sessions to be held in the next few days. Tomorrow afternoon, she would go to Yanghu Middle School to attend a public lecture on the rule of law. "I want to understand Bian Liang's growth experience, so I'll arrange for next Wednesday! If such a child can't find the true reason for his crime, a verdict will be useless to him. "

Xiao Yang let out a sigh and shook his head continuously. He thought to himself: I don't know when it started, but Liu Tingchang became a law teacher. Teaching children was the responsibility of teachers. It was something that the Education Department should consider. What was the judge? He was the spokesperson of the law, the law enforcer of the central judge. I really don't understand. The judge put down his job and went to teach the students. What was this? If the Education Department grabbed legal education from children like English and added some simple and easy to understand legal content in textbooks. . . At least let the children know which is which and which is not. This way, the juvenile crime rate would not increase year after year. If she did not enter the court, she would not know. . . Now that she had dealt with young criminals every day, looking at the childish and ignorant faces. . . She was deeply moved, not to mention Court Head Liu. . . She always said: We don't have the ability to change the world, but we do our best to do something practical. . . To save one is to save one. This time, she happily became a proposer of the Compulsory Universal Law.

Returning to the office, Liu Lanxin hung her robe in the closet. She flipped open Bian Liang's dossier and read the dossier that the police sent over. Then, she pulled out Bian Liang's trial dossier from a year ago.

Liu Lanxin had always had a question. Why did Bian Liang commit crimes again and again? Why was he adopted twice? The original dossier only had a stroke in it. She felt that it was necessary to ask Bian Liang's former adoptive father, Jiang Bin, about the situation. Since he had adopted Bian Liang, why did he have to send him away? Was this the main reason for Bian Liang's crime?

She picked up the phone on the desk and called. "Hello, hello! I'm Judge Liu Lanxin from the Yanghu County Court. Are you Mr. Jiang Bin?"

"Yes, I'm Jiang Bin. What's wrong with Liang Liang? He made a mistake again?" The voice on the other end of the phone was loud and clear.

On the northeast side of a new highway, a dozen people were greening. A man with white hair was picking up the phone and pointing at something. He was the person-in-charge of the greenery project, Jiang Bin.

He had big and spirited eyes on his square face. His skin was bronze, and his temples were covered in frost. Although he was at the age of Heaven's Mandate, one look and one could tell that he had been working hard for a long time.

When Jiang Bin received the call from the judge, his first reaction was that something must have happened to Liang Liang again. Because over the past few years, no matter if it was Sister Fang Lin or the police station or the court, as long as Liang Liang was mentioned, there would definitely be no good news.

He sighed, raised his arm, and wiped the sweat on his forehead on his shoulder sleeve. He walked to the side and sat down heavily on the already prepared Lu Ya.

Liu Lanxin said on the phone, "I want to understand Bian Liang's situation from you. "

He muttered in his heart, Bian Liang! Bian Liang! This devilish brat, when can he let people be careful and let your mother be careful? He inadvertently shook his head and sighed. He fell into deep thought. A long scar on his thick and dark arm was particularly striking.

The special relationship between him and Bian Liang sixteen years ago flashed in front of his eyes, bit by bit. . . .