pjbooks Chapter 72: Chen Junrong: You're done for, you're coming for me!
Chapter 72: Chen Junrong: You're done for, you're coming for me!
Chen Junrong was completely dumbfounded.
The Chinese Olympic Games will open in one month.
During a nationwide crackdown, robbers who run into trouble at this time are a prime example of being severely punished without exception.
Once convicted of robbery, each person faces a minimum sentence of five years.
At that time, you won't need to go to university anymore; your student status will be directly cancelled.
He'll carry that criminal record for robbery for the rest of his life.
From now on, not only will I have to report to the police station when I leave the province, but I'll also have to find a job.
……
The door to the police station opened, and Chen Junrong was brought in, handcuffed.
He saw Lin Bei standing in the lobby, leaning against the duty desk, drinking water from a disposable paper cup.
A female police officer was standing next to him, talking to him.
When Lin Bei saw Chen Junrong come in, he put the paper cup on the duty table and nodded to him.
Upon seeing Lin Bei, Chen Junrong angrily roared at him:
"Lin Bei...you tricked me!"
"You fucking swindled me!"
Lin Bei ignored Chen Junrong and turned to the policeman next to him: "Uncle, it was those six who blocked me in the alley with steel pipes and wooden sticks, and forced me to hand over all the money I had."
"They stole all four hundred yuan I had on me."
Chen Junrong, his arms held by auxiliary police officers, struggled desperately forward, shouting, "You're talking nonsense!"
"You clearly paid for it yourself!"
"You were the one who wanted to give it to us, you were the one who told us to take it to buy cigarettes!"
The lead policeman closed the file folder: "Alright, that's enough arguing."
"We've already retrieved the surveillance footage. In the video, there are six of you holding steel pipes and wooden sticks, blocking him. He handed you money, and one of the young men with dyed red hair took the money."
"Judging from the footage, the whole process definitely constituted a robbery."
Chen Junrong was completely speechless.
He leaned back in his chair in the interrogation room, looking at the buzzing fluorescent light above him.
He finally understood why Lin Bei had done that.
This is going to ruin his life!
……
When Lin Bei came out of the police station, it was almost dark.
He stood by the roadside for a moment, going over the whole thing in his mind from beginning to end.
Surveillance footage, eyewitness accounts, stolen money and murder weapons recovered at the scene...
All the chains of evidence are complete.
Chen Junrong is definitely not going to get away this time.
But this matter is not over yet. Given the personalities of Chen Junrong's parents, they will soon come knocking on their door.
He knows this process all too well.
In his past life, he had seen far too many similar cases.
The perpetrator's family went to the victim's home, carrying fruit and tea, saying that the child was just being unreasonable, but their eyes were fixed on the letter of forgiveness.
If the victim signs the consent form, the sentence can be reduced by one level, and probation or even exemption from prosecution is not impossible.
In criminal cases, that piece of paper carries more weight than anything else.
But Lin Bei certainly wouldn't sign it.
Since things have escalated to this point, it's a fight to the death.
Chen Junrong went from hiring someone to stab him, to having Su Qianqian and Song Qingning drink at a class reunion, to bringing six young men to ambush him.
Every step Chen Junrong took was a choice he made himself.
Since you've already made the choice, don't blame him for not leaving you a way out.
Lin Bei stubbed out his cigarette, threw it into the trash can by the door, and pushed open the door to go inside.
Lin Jianjun sat on the sofa, with several cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray in front of him.
Su Ruolan sat at the dining table, where the prepared food was laid out.
The food had gone cold, and not a single bite had been taken.
Upon seeing Lin Bei enter, the two of them stood up simultaneously.
Su Ruolan walked over quickly, looked Lin Bei up and down, and then made him turn around.
He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was unharmed.
Lin Jianjun stubbed out his cigarette and asked, "What did the police station say?"
Lin Bei took off his coat and draped it over the back of the chair. "It's all taken care of. The surveillance footage is very clear. We've caught them red-handed. It's a done deal."
Lin Jianjun fell silent.
He didn't ask Lin Bei why he hadn't told him sooner.
They didn't ask Lin Bei why they chose to handle it this way.
He only said one sentence: "Their parents will definitely come to you tomorrow and ask you to sign a letter of understanding."
What are you thinking?
"I won't sign." Lin Bei picked up the glass of cold water on the table and took a sip. "Even if they moved all the fruit shops on the street here, I still won't sign."
Lin Jianjun and Su Ruolan exchanged a glance.
They know their son.
Lin Bei is not the kind of person who would go to extremes to kill someone.
When he was a child, he got into a fight with the neighbor's kid. The other kid ran home crying to tell him, but he forgot about it as soon as he turned around.
The next day, he even went to visit other people.
This son of mine now acts with more discretion, but he's also much more resourceful than before.
Since Lin Bei said he wouldn't sign, it must be because the other party did something that forced him to do it.
Su Ruolan didn't ask why; she simply took the cold food back to the kitchen and reheated it.
……
The doorbell rang early the next morning.
Lin Bei put down his soy milk cup, went to open the door, and saw Chen Junrong's parents standing outside.
Mr. Chen was wearing a dark gray shirt, with the collar buttoned up meticulously, and he was carrying two boxes of gifts.
Chen's mother stood behind him, her eyes red and swollen, her makeup smudged by tears, and she clutched a tissue in her hand, the paper crumpled up.
Mr. Chen handed the gift forward, a forced smile plastered on his face.
"I'm so sorry to bother you so early in the morning."
"This is just a small token of our appreciation."
Lin Bei neither accepted the gift nor moved aside; he simply stood there, his hand still resting on the doorframe.
Tears welled up in Chen's mother's eyes again; she pressed a tissue to the corner of her eye, her voice broken and intermittent.
"Junrong is immature and did something wrong. Please forgive him for the sake of our classmate and give him a chance to make amends."
Mr. Chen sighed, placed the gifts on the ground by the door, and said, "Our child did something wrong in a moment of impulse, and we as parents also bear responsibility. We will definitely discipline him properly in the future."
"If you are willing to sign the letter of understanding, our whole family will be extremely grateful."
Before Lin Bei could speak, footsteps sounded behind him.
Lin Jianjun and Su Ruolan came out of the living room and stood behind Lin Bei.
Lin Jianjun glanced at the gift box on the ground, then stepped aside to let Chen's parents come in and sit down.
Chen's mother sat on the sofa, still wiping away tears. Chen's father placed the gift box next to the coffee table and explained his purpose again.
After listening, Lin Jianjun remained silent for a moment without saying anything.
Just then, the door was pushed open from the outside.
Song Qingning was dressed in pajamas, her hair casually tied in a ponytail, and holding an empty plate in her hand. She had obviously come to borrow soy sauce again.
She was taken aback when she opened the door and saw two strangers sitting in the living room.
Then, seeing the gift box next to the coffee table and Chen's mother's red and swollen eyes, she became even more curious.
"What's wrong?"
"Lin Bei, you have guests at your house!"