Chapter 23 Chapter 23

"Haiyuan Daily" published a newsletter titled "In order to fight for the position, the chief of the section murdered the director of the department".The article said, “The political and legal system wanted to select a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. Mei, the former head of the household registration department, and Min, the former director of the detention center were assessed and announced. Just when the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee was about to hold a meeting to decide on the candidates, Min Accidentally killed and died. Judging from the scene, this was an intentional murder, and the evidence found by the police showed that the case was committed by Mei to eradicate his competitors."

The report pointed out, "The resolution of this case has aroused huge repercussions in the political and legal system of the whole province. Is it more important to be a job or a service? Why do you join the police? The Haiyuan City Public Security Department launched a big discussion around these topics." At the end of the report, “From filing the case for investigation to handing over the opportunity for public prosecution, except for a few small physical evidence found by the criminal investigation team, the defendant still has no confession. Can the criminal investigation team find more powerful evidence and whether Mei’s intentional homicide is established? , this newspaper will make further follow-up reports.”

For many years, Lord Jiu has been a loyal reader of Room No. 9 of "Haiyuan Daily". He marked the important content before showing it to Xiaoru.Xiao Ru's tears glistened at first, and when the tears were too full, they rolled down her cheeks in clusters.Master Jiu was careful that Xiaoru's tears would wet the newspaper, he took it back and folded it and said: "You want to be an intellectual, but you chose the wrong place. There are only strong and weak in the number room, and there are no benevolent people." Xiaoru wiped away her tears and said guiltily, "I'm so naive. How can I fix it?"

Master Jiu pointed to the bride outside with the folded newspaper, "He knows what to do better than you." The faces of the bride and Cyclops were gloomy all day long due to the lack of fat, and the No. 9 room was on fire again, and the war was on the verge of breaking out. The sudden opportunity changed the situation in Room No. 9.Master Jiu counted, "It's time for recruits to arrive," he said.The first problem facing Xiao Ru is that if he does not take the initiative to solicit and arrange recruits, once the leader of the clan is allowed to take the lead, it will be tantamount to quitting his leadership position automatically.

It was a sunny noon, the warmest time of the day.The sun shines down vertically, completely covering the concrete slabs outside with the shadow of the barbed wire.The iron door was opened when everyone was taking a nap, and the crowd in Room 9 was excited. No one could see which cadre opened the door, so the iron door was locked.The recruits carried their bags in one hand and slippers in the other, hesitating between going inside and taking a shower.The shadow of barbed wire loomed over him like loose rope bound at will.There was a moment of silence, and Room Nine was in a brief power vacuum.Xiaoru took the first step at the critical moment, he said:

"Take a shower and come in." Xiao Ru's words sounded mild and gentle, but they determined the direction of the situation.The bride, like a fat hound receiving orders, jumped to the outside with a stride, one-eyed balled up his clothes and threw them out, and the bride stretched out her hand to grab them.The bride's clothes have not been put on yet, and the recruits have already seen that the person is not good, so they put down the things in their hands and took off their clothes. "You're so fucking tired of being a bad face. How many times have you promised me, huh? Every time you say you will correct yourself, you want to start a new life, what kind of birdman are you? Are you going to jail? College students, you want Teach him well, I don't have the time to talk to the stones in this cesspit. It's smelly and hard."

The instructor stood at the prison window, spoke impassionedly, and then left. These words could not educate the recruit named Hei Lian, and the only effect was to demonstrate Xiao Ru's legal status in Room 9.Seeing that the general situation was over, the leader returned to his sleeping position as quickly as possible to cover up the embarrassment of failure. One-eyed and the handsome guy became more emotional, and they also stood outside after getting dressed, waiting for the bride's instructions.Xiaoru didn't say a word, he was very satisfied with the effect of the whole process, when he looked around and shrank back to the bed, he couldn't help clenching his fists, firmly believing that room No. 9 was back in his hands.Of course, today is not what it used to be, and after some twists and turns, college students have drawn a new blueprint for Room No. 9 in their minds.

Hei Lian took off his shorts, squeezed out a roll of ten yuan cash from the string holes in the rubber band, stuffed it into the bride's hand and said: "It's all Big Brother's place, even my life belongs to Big Brother." The bride counted the cash, a total of fifty yuan.The bride asked the handsome guy to pull out a torn blanket and spread it on the ground, and said to the black face: You can bask in the sun outside at noon. The black face was flattered, and even though she was naked, she did not forget to smile for the bride.The bride stretched her arms and gestured to Handsome and One-Eyed to go back to sleep.This means that unsupervised bathing is symbolic, and there is no need to wash "the whole place"; the climate has warmed up, and it is also a pleasant thing to wrap up in a blanket and bask in the sun at noon.

The bride, please take a look at it, and then put the money into the inner pocket. After finishing combing his hair, Master Jiu closed his eyes and sniffed the smell of the comb. "It's very warm," Master Jiu asked Xiaoru to smell his hair comb, "it's like a ray of news from my hometown, it's really fascinating." Xiao Ru imitated Master Jiu, closed his eyes and sniffed. "It smells like hair oil," Xiaoru said bluntly, "It's really disgusting." "I don't blame you." Master Jiu put away his comb and said, "People who can't taste life are unfortunate people."

"I don't want to taste the life here. I just want to get the truth about my father's injustice from the gang leader as soon as possible, but I have no choice." Master Jiu said, "If you have faith, there is a way." "How can there be confidence in such a situation?" "What will it take for you to have the confidence to hold on, young man?" "At least there must be a sum of money to buy cigarettes and meat, so as to tie the hearts of several people." "A sum of money?" Jiu Ye asked, "How much money are you talking about?"

"Of course, the more the better." Xiaoru said, "Two or three hundred would be even more ideal." "How can two or three hundred be enough to spend?" Jiu Ye reported a figure, which almost stunned Xiaoru.Jiu Ye said: "I'll get you three thousand." Master Jiu drafted such a notice: Xiaoru studied it carefully several times, and he understood some places, such as "grass sentence" is "gou", "hometown No. 9" is "room No. 9"; "what you promised", "your debt " and "our agreement" both refer to Wang Gou's promise of preferential treatment to the gang leader in the detention center.There are some places Xiaoru can't understand, for example, who is "Mr. Yue Xijian"? "Yuexi is Xiyue, and Xiyue is Huashan, so Yuexi sword is Huashan sword." Jiu Ye said. Xiao Ru thinks, "The important thing is, will Wang Gou commit the crime?" Master Jiu pulled the notice, put it under his nose and took a deep sniff, as if there was Wang Gou's breath on it, his eyes became blurred: "If Wang Gou doesn't commit the crime, what does it mean? It means Director Min didn't kill him; it means I'm an idiot. Then, it will shake my research results on criminal psychology; shake my pursuit of truth; shake my faith. " Master Jiu raised his head, narrowed his eyes, covered the notice on his face, and said in a low-key tone close to talking to himself: "Four thousand dollars will buy my confidence." Judging from the frequency with which his breath blew the paper, Master Jiu's heart was surging. "How can I ensure that Wang Gou can read this notice?" Xiao Ru expressed her last worry. When Master Jiu unveiled the notice on his face, he was already smiling. This kind of smile was too abrupt and unfamiliar, but what he said made Xiao Ru Mao Sai suddenly realize: "From the day the newspaper said it would follow up on the report, Wang Gou carefully read the legal edition of Haiyuan Daily every day." The little bird came to deliver the boiled water again, Master Jiu threw the folded notice into the empty spoon after pouring out the boiled water, and made it clear at the same time: "In three or two days, publish the notice on the legal section of "Haiyuan Daily". The advertising fee is about 200 yuan. You will pay in advance. One week after the notice is published, I will give you 500 yuan as a reward." "This matter is difficult. I may not have the opportunity to go to the newspaper office. I may need an ID card to publish the notice, but I don't have one." Xiaoniao's empty spoon stopped in the air, refusing to take it back. Master Jiu pushed out the empty spoon heavily, blocking the little bird's escape route, "The things I entrusted are the things that must be done." The notice appeared in the newspaper sooner than Xiaoru expected, but it was more inconspicuous than expected, a small piece the size of a thumb, and it was listed at the end of the small column "Performance and Rent Seeking" on the legal version. Master Jiu cut out this small piece of newspaper calmly, put it in the palm of his hand for Xiaoru to have a look at it, and then put it in his notebook.Xiao Ru feels like one of her secrets has been collected, and she feels a little uneasy: "What shall we do next?" "Doing is tantamount to not doing, and not doing is tantamount to doing." Jiu Ye crossed his nine fingers in front of his chest, with a certain kind of compassion on his face. In the excited anticipation, the time seemed short and hasty, but Room No. 9 was in order.Xiaoru no longer talked about ethics and morality that made him suffer so much, but turned to metaphysics that could not be operated in real life. Of course, the only objects were Jiuye's lonely family.Xiaoru is very satisfied, and understands why Chinese metaphysics prevails but morality declines during the long conversation.It turns out that metaphysics has the "elegance" that can scold the Buddha and the ancestors, and the "refreshness" that is detached and indifferent; while morality needs to be demonstrated, and whoever talks too much is like throwing himself into a trap.Xiaoru secretly made up his mind that after going out, he had to change his hobbies no matter what, and completed the transformation from Confucius to Laozi; "Scholars are scholars, and they have great knowledge." The leader of the gang snuggled up to Master Jiu without knowing it, and after listening to Xiaoru's high-spirited talks about metaphysics, he couldn't think of accurate words of praise, so he praised him indiscriminately. Master Jiu was amused, turned around and asked the leader, "Do you think learning is more important than pork?" "It doesn't seem like a comparison." The leader frowned heavily, and after careful consideration, he said, "If you have knowledge, you can eat pork, but if you don't have pork, knowledge is useless." "When you had pork to eat, you looked down on learning. Now you have no pork to eat, but learned people have pork to eat, so you have to please learned people in order to eat pork." "Your words are too awkward." The leader scratched his head, "Can you speak simply?" Master Jiu curled his lips and said, "It's very simple, you don't have any bills, and Xiaoru still has fifty yuan in cash." The leader moved forward and said next to Lord Jiu, "I have always respected you, why don't you give me a chance to cooperate?" Master Jiu held up the leader's chin, "You have sincerity in your eyes, how about this, you make one condition, and I will make one condition." "This is called a strong alliance." The leader said excitedly, "Tell me, what are your conditions?" "Write down the ins and outs of killing Director Min." Xiaoru interjected. "Don't talk about it." The leader stood up suddenly, waved his hands and said, "I know you want my life, but I just want to live." "Two bowls of meat and two packs of cigarettes per week." The gang leader had already walked in, Xiao Ru hurriedly chased after him, "I promise you will share the bed with Traffic." The last sentence nailed the gang leader in place, he turned around slowly, with a strange smile on his face, which actually contained shyness.The gang leader squatted in front of them and paid back the price cunningly: "I only need a bowl of meat and a pack of cigarettes every week. Regarding the case, I only write about the cause of Director Min's death." Xiaoru wanted to raise an objection, but Master Jiu said first, "I can agree, but there is one very easy thing to do." "Don't hurt me." "It's like this," Master Jiu was choosing his words carefully, "you find an opportunity to tell Hua Shanjian, 'someone wants you to give me 4,000 yuan in cash, I know it's not easy for you, so I will leave 500 yuan for you.' If Hua Shanjian Pushing back and forth, you say like this, "The money is useless in the number room, so you have to go through you to spend it? I will be discharged at the end of the year, how many opportunities are there to help me?" Don't ask where the money came from, pay it when you get it. Just give it to Xiaoru." In the evening, the conversation between the gang leader and the sentinel Hua Shanjian was poured into Jiuye's ears from beginning to end.The slightly cold temperature and the chirping of insects indicated that it was already midnight.The gang leader lowered his voice and called out to the sentries who were walking back and forth: "Hua Shanjian, I have something important to tell you." "What's the matter?" The sentinel paused, and the guns on his body rattled unavoidably. Since the bunk was full of people sleeping, the gang leader was unable to jump up to grab the steel bars of the prison window, so he could only stand in the gap between the two and stretched out his hands to the sentinel. "Give me a hand," said the leader. The sentinel pulled the gang leader up, and the gang leader grabbed the steel bar of the prison window and pulled himself up and said, "Someone wants you to give me 4,000 yuan. When the time comes, you can keep 500 yuan to buy a souvenir." "Cash or bill?" "cash." "Just kidding, you want me to escort you home." "How do you spend the money in the No. 1 room? Doesn't it have to go through you? He will be discharged from the army in a few months. Wouldn't it be good to get some extra money to buy clothes for Bai Yang?" This trick really worked, the sentinel fell silent, and wanted to leave with his gun on his shoulder.The boss still has something to say: "When the time comes, help me identify who sent the money." The gang leader’s superfluous words made the sentinel suspicious, “You don’t know where the money comes from?” "Where is it, it's a friend's old account." The leader knew that the conversation was beyond the scope of Master Jiu's explanation, so he hurriedly made up for it, "I think he is embarrassed to deliver it himself." The whole bunk was full of people sleeping, and the gang leader had to ask the sentry for help when he jumped down, "A good man will do it to the end, let me go down." The next morning, Lord Jiu scolded the leader, "You said one more word last night." The gang leader was speechless, and Master Jiu explained, "In life, it's best not to know things you shouldn't know. I advise you not to inquire about the source of the money. For example, the death of Director Min, if you don't know anything If you know, don’t you just save your troubles? Because only you know, so you must tell me.” "What about you, do you want to know everything?" "There is a difference between the two of us." Master Jiu patted the leader's belly and said, "Your satisfaction lies here," and he tapped his temple and said, "My satisfaction lies here." The gang leader grinned, grabbed his crotch and said, "My satisfaction is actually here." "So I want to teach you a trick of writing," Master Jiu put his arms around the leader's head, and whispered in his ear, "When you can't write, think about your fat ass."