In school.

Principal Fei said with a benevolent and moral character: "Director Yu, your son is the best in our school. He was killed... That is a great loss for our school and even the city's high-quality students. He has great hopes to be admitted to the University of Political Science and Law with the top ten scores in the city... So, I am also very sad. It is not easy for the school to raise such a child."

Old Yu said nothing.

"But you said there may be other criminal suspects in this case, and I think this is sensitive. Because the Public Security Bureau has confirmed that it was Wu Peng who committed the crime and brutally killed Yu Shiwei... Therefore, it is not easy for us to build small groups and put pressure on the political and legal verdicts, which is unreasonable." Principal Fei persuaded in detail: "You have worked in a government agency, and you should understand that you must believe in the organization when encountering such a thing."

"Principal Fei, this case is unusual...!"

"Director Yu, you must believe that no matter how difficult the case is, our public security officers will definitely solve it for him. Especially for such vicious murder cases, they will definitely not tolerate them."

"Xiao Wang said that there are many doubts in this case. Zhang Yu and the others kept saying that the only person who committed the crime was Wu Peng, but after Wu Peng fell into a coma, someone intended to move my son's body." Lao Yu argued.

"Then I don't know this." Principal Fei shook his head: "But I believe that the Public Security Bureau and the judicial authorities will definitely figure out the reason. Let's settle down and wait."

Wang Ming listened to Principal Fei's words and immediately interrupted: "You also said that Yu Shiwei is both good at character and academic performance, and he was accidentally killed..."

"Captain Wang, my personal sympathy for him is unquestionable, but what to do with the case is not our responsibility." Principal Fei frowned and replied: "I don't think you should come to me, we can't put pressure on the bureau. Doing so is an abuse of power and questioning the police's ability to handle cases."

Old Yu has worked in government agencies for decades. He has heard too many things like Principal Fei. If it weren't for the tragic death of his son, he might have left long ago, but at this moment, he insisted on saying: "...I am no longer in the unit, I am so gentle, my son is dead... I will never be able to live with it for the rest of my life... Principal Fei, you don't have to look at my face, just look at the certificates my son has won for the school over the years and the glory he has won for the school. Can you help us? "

After a long time of silence, Principal Fei patted Lao Yu's shoulder: "I can't do this, so I'd better wait."

Old Yu said nothing when he heard this.

"...I have something to do, I won't send it to you." Principal Fei threw down his words, walked towards the teaching building.

After a few seconds of silence, Old Yu suddenly turned around and shouted, "Help them... Isn't you afraid to pass by the classroom where my son stayed in the evening?!"

Principal Fei paused for a moment, did not look back, but rushed straight to the teaching building.

Wang Ming sighed, held Lao Yutou and said, "Go home!"

...

night.

At the cold home, Mrs. Yu was lying sickly on the bed, not eating much, just staring at her son's album in a daze.

Old Yu sat upright on the sofa smoking a cigarette, and his body was covered with smoke.

downstairs.

The two cars stopped, and they led five or six people out of the car, with bags under their armpits, and walked towards the stairwell.

A few minutes later.

After Old Yu stayed in the house, he felt his chest was about to explode. He got up and picked up his coat, and wanted to go downstairs for a walk.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

A knock on the door sounded.

"Who?" Old Yu shouted.

"Open the door, uncle, I am Changyu's friend."

Old Yu was stunned when he heard this, and walked towards the door, and pulled open the door with a gloomy face: "What are you doing?"

"Uncle, can I come into the house and talk to you?" Shuangquan said with a smile.

"Just talk here." Old Yu responded with a gloomy face.

"... That's it." Shuangquan organized the language and said: "I have a good personal relationship with Zhang Yu. He accidentally involved in this case, which I could not have imagined... But because we are friends, I want to walk around for him."

"Walk around?" Old Man Yu asked frowned.

"Just thinking about it, since this case has been settled, the suspect Wu Peng has also been arrested, and Zhang Yu and the two people under him have been punished, and they will definitely have to be sentenced, so I wonder if you can always give up your hands and stop pursuing them." Shuangquan replied softly: "We understand that it is difficult for you to accept this matter for a while, and I apologize to you for Zhang Yu and the others... If you can raise your hands and tell him not to be so severe, and let the Public Security Bureau close the case quickly, then I am willing to give you a private compensation for him."

When Old Man Yu heard this, his face turned pale and he didn't say a word.

"As long as this compensation is not outrageous, you can tell me a lot, and I won't say anything. This is the greatest sincerity of apologizing." Shuangquan added again.

Old man Yu pointed at himself and asked, "How old am I?"

Shuangquan frowned when he heard the sound.

"I'm over 60!" Old man Yu shouted excitedly: "I can't spend my monthly retirement salary, but we couple can't finish it. What's the use of asking for money? Can my son survive?!"

He put his hands in his hands without saying a word.

"And you told me not to pursue it. Is that going to catch Zhang Yu? Is that?!" Old man Yu glared and shouted: "Do you think our family is all fools? This case was not done by Wu Peng alone, and it is possible that he is not the main culprit. He is just a thunderbolt. You are so anxious to operate just to protect the murderer who really killed my son. I still raise my hand? Let me tell you, I will fight you all the time left. If I don't dig up the real murderer, I can't close my eyes even if I die!"

Shuangquan looked at Lao Yutou with a smile: "Don't you calm down."

"Get out!" Old Yu pointed to the stairs and shouted, "Get out for me!"

"I heard that your sister is in Hefu Company and your younger brother works in the Municipal Party Committee Guesthouse? That's it. I have some friends in these places. As long as you can raise your hand, their prospects will be very good." Shuangquan said softly and hard: "Things have happened. While we are sad, we must also hope that our family will live a better life, right?"

"You threaten me?" Old Yu asked angrily.

"I'm explaining the facts, you think about it." Shuangquan said with a smile: "You have a break early."

"Fuck your mother, I'll fight you!"

At this moment, Mrs. Yu, who had never cursed swearing in her life, picked up a kitchen knife from the kitchen and rushed over.

Old Yu pointed at everyone and shouted, "Get out of here!"

Shuangquan glanced at the two of them, turned around and went downstairs.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill them." Mrs. Yu shouted like crazy.

"If you cut him down, our lawsuit will be even worse!" Old Yu covered his chest angrily, closed the door, staggered to the sofa and sat down, covered his face and said, "...We have worked hard all our lives and worked for the country for the rest of our lives, but in the end, we have let power control these borers and maggots...!"

Mrs. Yu sat on the ground with a thud, silent without saying a word.

Old Man Yu rubbed his face, reached out and picked up the phone and said, "...I have to pull them off even if I give up this old face."

After saying that, Lao Yu dialed a number that he had not called for a long time.

...

On the way.

Shuangquan frowned and glanced at the back of the car.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" the driver asked.
Chapter completed!