Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Director Lao Ma forced a smile and said, "I couldn't stand their ways even before I retired. But back then, I turned a blind eye. Now that someone is willing to step forward, I should do something."
He pointed at the list and continued, "You need to be careful; there are a few people on this list who are still in power and are in cahoots with Wu Degui. If you want to gather evidence, you must pay attention to the system's vulnerabilities."
As I was about to leave, Director Lao Ma suddenly grabbed my arm. "Young man, remember this: for cases like these, having evidence isn't enough; you need to find a breakthrough."
Stepping out of the teahouse, the sky was already bright.
Just as I was about to turn a corner, I noticed a black sedan slowly approaching.
The person inside was wearing sunglasses and was staring intently at me.
I quickly dove into the crowd at the morning market, weaving through the bustling throng.
After turning down several alleys and confirming that no one was following me, I finally let out a sigh of relief.
Back home, I immediately began analyzing the information provided by Director Lao Ma.
The list was even more shocking than I had imagined: over the past five years, at least t Section Chief Wen ty households had their Demolition Compensation funds tampered with.
Each case followed a similar method: forged signatures, altered documents, and counterfeit seals.
I started contacting each resident listed one by one.
At first, most people were reluctant to speak up.
But when I mentioned my father's ordeal and presented some evidence, a few began to open up.
"I also feel that the amount of the Compensation Payment is wrong, but they said signing would allow us to get the money quickly..." an elderly woman said, her voice breaking as she began to cry.
Just as the investigation was gaining momentum, an unexpected piece of news arrived: the prosecutor's office had taken notice of the case.
At the same time, there were internal reports that Wu Degui had been frequently visiting certain leaders' offices, behaving suspiciously.
In the community activity room, a dozen or so family members of the victims sat together, the atmosphere heavy with despair.
I stood in front of the whiteboard, displaying the evidence I had gathered, but was met with silence.
"Everyone, I know what you're worried about."
"But if we don't unite, we'll never get justice."
In the corner, elder Liu trembled as he stood up. "Xiao Zhang, it's not that we don't want to help you. But you know there are people on Wu Degui's side; can we common folks really fight against them?"
"Exactly," chimed in a woman beside him. "I heard they're willing to settle privately and offer half of the Compensation Payment..."
I immediately interrupted her, "Accepting this settlement would be tantamount to acknowledging their illegal actions. What we want is complete compensation, and we demand justice!"
After two hours of discussion, we finally reached a consensus: to establish the Rights Protection Group, where we would collectively gather evidence and share information.
I set up a strict information-sharing mechanism, assigning different tasks to each member.
"I know some legal matters and can help organize the litigation materials," a retired teacher volunteered.
"I know a few journalists who might be able to help..." another resident added.
Just as our rights protection efforts were progressing smoothly, an unexpected incident occurred.
Two of the most active families suddenly withdrew, stating they would no longer pursue the matter.
After some inquiries, we learned that they had received "Special Treatment": one family member was offered a good job, while the other received a sum of 'compensation.'
As news spread, the Rights Protection Group began to waver.
I quickly called an emergency meeting to reassure everyone, "Don't panic; this only shows that our actions are having an effect. They are starting to feel afraid!"
At that moment, the resident who had been in touch with the journalists brought good news: a Senior Lawyer was willing to take on our case and suggested that we request the prosecutor's office to intervene for civil oversight.
"This could be a breakthrough," the lawyer said during our meeting. "If we can prove that this is a systemic violation of the law, it changes everything."
In the stillness of the night, I sat in front of the computer, meticulously sorting through the chain of evidence over and over again.
Comment 0 Comment Count