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Jia Qianjin was the largest real estate developer in Jiangcheng, operating in both legitimate and illicit circles. The proof submitted for Jia Xiaoyong, who was under 14, seemed flawless to the average person; it was easy to explain a senior year in high school at such a young age: he had skipped grades! Therefore, Jia Xiaoyong bore no criminal responsibility.
Moreover, his divorce certificate with his wife was genuine. Their appearances together in public or at events did not change the fact that his wife remained uninvolved while he claimed to be "unable to compensate." Thus, the apparent situation diverged drastically from the underlying truth, yet the final outcome aligned perfectly. Whether it was unexpected or anticipated, it all felt "normal."
Such people were scum, and even as a police officer, I felt powerless against them. The child's father frequently filed complaints with the relevant departments. No one delved deeper; Jia's issues simply weren't considered problems. Meanwhile, Hu was sent to a psychiatric hospital.
Information from City Center Hospital indicated that Hu's mental state had indeed been affected by his son's trauma, but this reasoning was merely superficial... Many knew and understood the situation, yet what could be done? In that notorious psychiatric hospital, if you didn’t speak up, you were treated for depression; if you protested, they diagnosed you with mania! You would be forced to undergo continuous medication, injections, and electric shocks... "treatment."
To be honest, I felt sympathy for Lao Hu. He had been missing for several months; although there were still traces of him online, they were quickly overshadowed by other events and voices. It wasn’t until I received a call from the school reporting an incident that I learned he had returned.
I personally led a team to the scene. The school accused Hu of frequently appearing at the school gates during student arrival and dismissal times, loitering among the crowd and potentially engaging in dangerous behavior! He looked dazed and disheveled, a pitiful sight. However, the area outside the school was public space; he exhibited no dangerous behavior that warranted my intervention!
The vice principal came out to negotiate with me, and Jincheng Group called me as well; I firmly pushed back against them. He continued to appear at the school gate every day, searching for someone.
The seeds of scoundrels inevitably bear fruit of scoundrels. I never expected that Jia's kid would provoke this certified madman from the psychiatric hospital. In surveillance footage, he waited at the school gate, watching the flow of students coming and going. Initially, many classmates were afraid of him; later on, everyone learned who he was and why he had become this way. Since he had never exhibited any extreme behavior, some began offering him food and drinks.
At first, Jia's kid seemed intimidated by him. But over time, seeing that he posed no threat made him increasingly bold. One day after school, as Jia's group emerged with the crowd, he deliberately stood in front of Hu with a mocking grin: "Aren't you tough? How did you end up like a fool?" His three little followers laughed along.
Hu stared blankly at them without any response. The crowd of onlookers grew larger.
The little brat became even more arrogant, spitting a thick gob of phlegm onto his face. "If your son messes with me, I'll take care of him. If you provoke me, I'll deal with you too!" He then stepped forward and slapped him hard across the face, causing blood to trickle from his mouth and nose.
The security guard came over to drive him away. "Get lost! Your son isn't here anymore!"
Suddenly, he moved. He snatched the rubber baton from the guard's hand and began to strike Jia Xiaoyong mercilessly on his body and head. His family's driver and bodyguard rushed in, but he fought like a god of war, knocking both of them down and leaving them searching for their teeth.
I brought both parties back. The facts were clear: Jia Xiaoyong was seeking trouble, while Hu was acting in self-defense. Although there were excessive elements involved, he was a mental patient and did not possess full civil capacity!
Jincheng's lawyer approached me for negotiations, but I insisted on proceeding with the case. The incident was soon spread online by busybodies, with self-media platforms publishing "in-depth" articles that peeled back the layers of the story. Jincheng had no choice but to retract their visible influence.
I knew they wouldn't back down easily, and I believed that Hu was currently playing the fool to outsmart them.
That night, several unidentified individuals got out of an unlicensed van and brutally attacked him while he was sleeping under a shop awning, attempting to forcibly take him away! However, he managed to grab one of their spiked clubs and retaliated, seriously injuring three of them on the spot!
Not only were those individuals caught on surveillance cameras, but the shop owner also called the police and apprehended them red-handed. They were security personnel from Jincheng Real Estate, specifically tasked with dealing with stubborn demolition residents!
Related short videos went viral across major platforms. Everyone believed that the madman was acting in self-defense; voices accusing Jincheng of being involved in organized crime grew louder, and their "accidents" and "stories" were frequently exposed.
Many sympathized with his plight, and Hu became a "legend" in Jiangcheng.
Jia found himself increasingly on the defensive. The madman continued to appear at the school gate every day, forcing Jia to send multiple bodyguards to escort his son.
The madman steadfastly stood at the school entrance, unyielding against wind or rain... Whenever he saw those who had attacked his son, his gaze turned sharp.
While Jia had protection for his son, the families of three other children could no longer hold up under pressure.
He even followed those three children back to their respective neighborhoods.
The parents from all three families came together to see me: the court had ruled that they each had to pay 500,000 in compensation; they were willing to cover this amount if we could mediate on their behalf.
Why didn’t they do this sooner?
I called the female boss surnamed Jiang and facilitated a settlement agreement, handing her 1.8 million.
Hu truly stopped targeting their children.
Then Jia came over again, claiming that Hu wasn't really insane and posed a threat to society; he demanded that we take coercive measures against him.
When he wasn't crazy, you called him a madman and sent him to a mental hospital for treatment; now you say he's not insane! Does God belong to your family?
Stop bothering me.
Surprisingly, Hu stopped appearing at the school gate.
But then another important piece of information came from the joint defense team:
He became well-dressed, driving an SUV, and had become a VIP at a shooting club, firing bullets that cost six dollars each as if they were free.
Not only our people were watching him, but also Jia's subordinates. I ordered that as long as they didn’t cause trouble, we should ignore them.
Another two months passed, and he reappeared at the school gate. Not only had he returned to his crazy appearance, but he also had a toy BB gun in hand and hung a target at the school entrance to practice shooting. At a distance of several meters, every shot hit the bullseye.
Jia personally came to find me, saying that Hu was now extremely dangerous and requested that we take measures against him. I smiled as I sent him off: “Don’t worry, director Jia, as long as he dares to cause trouble, we will catch him at the first opportunity!”
Why should I control him? Perhaps you have something to hide.
I heard rumors that a certain shooting club had lost a gas-powered pistol along with several bullets. Jia came again, demanding that I solve the case within a deadline and recover the lost gun!
“Get lost!” I snapped. “ director Jia, I don’t know where you heard this news from; I haven’t received any reports or orders from above!”
“What if it’s true?”
“Even if it is lost, what does it have to do with you?”
“What if he stole it?”
“First of all, whether it’s lost or not is one thing; second, whether he stole it is another. Given the current situation, we cannot take action against anyone without evidence.” I teased, “ director Jia, you seem overly worried.”
No matter how powerful or wealthy you are, what can you do to me?
From our inquiries, no club reported any missing guns or ammunition. However, the online rumors were mixed with truth and lies; while one rumor about a black market gun workshop being raided in the south was still unrefuted, it claimed that finished replicas of the Type 64 had flowed into Jiangcheng!
The department issued a clarification, but the online chatter only grew more credible. We didn’t take it seriously within our system, but Jia came again this time with a more humble demeanor.
“ director Song, could you do me a favor… I’m begging you as an old brother.”
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