Chapter 53: Are You and I Familiar?

  Song Shuang was indeed lying in the hospital room of Medical University, but this was just a strategy. In fact, she had only been frightened and had minor bruises on her body, so there was no need for her to be hospitalized.

  Zhu Qiangqiang and Ling Zijie were also arranged to be hospitalized, with Zhu's head wrapped in bandages and Ling's glass-cut wound disinfected with iodine. They stayed in high-end single rooms, with Song Jianfeng arranging for police officers to stand guard in the corridor under the pretext of witness protection, but actually to prevent people with ulterior motives from coming to "visit".

  As expected, after Song Jianfeng finished the call with Mayor Jin, a stream of people came to visit Song Shuang. Without asking, it was clear that the news had been leaked by Jin Mudan. However, none of these visitors were allowed in, and even their gifts were returned.

  Jiao Shi-hong was arrested, and the people most worried were some from the Transportation Department. They feared being implicated and went around asking about the reason for Director Jiao's arrest, but couldn't get a clear answer. Some leaders were so anxious they started preparing their passports and valuables. Suddenly, news came from Mayor Jin's side that it was just an ordinary criminal case unrelated to engineering.

  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued to dig deeper, only to find out that Jiao Shiming had arranged for someone to cause the car accident that severely injured Song Jianfeng's daughter due to some other reasons. Some people were gloating over the misfortune, while others were worried, fearing that Song Jianfeng would take advantage of the situation and make a big deal out of it; they feared that Jiao Shiming was too timid and would crack under pressure before even being tortured, implicating everyone else.

  So, the most urgent thing is to pass on the message and let Jiao Shihong have a bottom line, so as not to speak randomly.

  But Gong An Kou was Song Jianfeng's territory, and outsiders didn't even know where Jiao Shiming was being held, let alone be able to deliver a message.

  Contrary to many people's expectations, Jiao Shihong was detained in the National Security Bureau, just a wall away from the Public Security Bureau. Two plainclothes men in their 40s interrogated him, with piercing eyes that made one dare not look directly at them - clearly seasoned experts. One of them handed him a cigarette and said: "Jiao Shihong, let me introduce myself. I'm from the Economic Crime Investigation Team, and this is from the Anti-Corruption Bureau. We're neither from the Disciplinary Committee. Do you know why?"

  Jiao Shi-hong should know that for a cadre of his level, it's usually the discipline inspection committee that gets involved, conducts shuanggui, and obtains solid evidence before handing over to the judiciary. Now, without going through the discipline inspection committee, he was directly arrested by public security, and the anti-corruption bureau jointly interrogated him, which means they already have sufficient evidence in hand. It's a done deal, like catching a snail with three fingers, 90% sure.

  His psychological defense line collapsed rapidly, and he confessed to the two public security personnel about his corruption and abuse of power in the road widening project...

  The document was sent to Song Jianfeng's desk, he picked up the phone: "Secretary Ding, I'm Song Jianfeng, I have an important matter to report to Secretary Zheng, can you arrange it as soon as possible?"

  After Director Song finished his phone call, Secretary Shen, who was waiting beside him, said: "Do you want to set up a special task force to follow up on this?"

  Song Jianfeng waved his hand: "No need, follow the usual procedure for public security cases, don't magnify it, so as not to make a fuss."

  "I understand." Secretary Shen nodded.

  ……

  Tiehua Street, Huo Ying was still stuck in Liu Handong's house and didn't want to leave. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Ma Ling walked in with a girl, who was actually Ma Qi from the Violent Walking E Clan, carrying a medical box on her back.

  "Let me see, who wrapped this up, a mummy?" Ma Qi said.

  "What's wrong with me?" Huo Ying blurted out at her.

  Ma Qi directly opened the bandage, looked at the sutured wound, and frowned: "You will leave a scar if you sew like this." Then he took out the surgical instruments to re-suture the wound.

  "Never mind, don't let me suffer again." Liu Handong stopped him.

  Ma Ling poked him on the forehead: "You're always fighting, can't you calm down for a moment? What's this time about?"

  "Let's take action!" Huo Ying chimed in.

  "Soon or later you'll be the death of yourself!" Ma Ling's face twisted in a scowl.

  "Scars are a man's medal, no big deal." Huo Ying said again.

  Liu Handong burst out laughing: "Where did you see this?"

  "In Saint Seiya, it's said that my brother often has this phrase on his lips." Huo Ying said proudly.

  Ma Qi reapplied medicine to Liu Handong and bandaged him up. Suddenly, they heard Bao Yumei calling from downstairs: "Director Hu, what brings you here with some free time?"

  Huǒ Yǐng hastily stood up: "It's bad, the police station has sent people to arrest you, hurry and run."

  Everyone hastily stood up, but it was too late. The deputy director of the Huahua Police Station, Hu Tiejun, had already arrived with three police officers.

  Liu Handong let out a long sigh and stretched out both hands towards Hu Tiejun: "Cuff me."

  Hu Tiejun didn't put handcuffs on him: "Liu Handong, you're at it again, come with me to assist in the investigation."

  Liu Handong was taken away by the police, Ma Ling and Ma Qi wanted to follow, but were stopped by Hu Tiejun: "Big niece, you don't have to follow and join in the commotion, this time Liu Handong has gotten into big trouble."

  A group of people got off the building, got on a police car, and went back to their place directly. When they passed by Mei's hair salon, Liu Handong glanced at the tightly closed door and asked, "How did Mei handle it?"

  "First detention, after the approval of reeducation through labor comes down, transfer to a reeducation-through-labor camp." Hu Tiejun replied.

  In the small courtyard of the bathroom, Little Swallow turned on the faucet and drank a bellyful of cool water. She had been waiting for a day and a night, but her mother still hadn't come back. Afraid and hungry, she was too weak to cry.

  ……

  The door of the ward in the hospital affiliated with the medical university was ajar. Song Shuang asked cautiously: "Who?"

  "It's me." Qianqian slipped in, followed by Ling Zijie.

  "What's going on?" Song Shuang asked curiously, seeing that they both had a sneaky look on their faces.

  Ling Zijie said: "There's something I didn't tell you, actually the Liu Handong who saved us today is in cahoots with the old prostitute, I think the professional term should be pimp or gigolo."

  "Impossible! Liu Handong is not that kind of person!" Song Shuang retorted without hesitation, "I know him too well, he wouldn't do something like this."

  Ling Zijie smiled awkwardly: "This is just a guess, and I didn't mean to despise this profession either. Any existence is reasonable. For the lower class of society, as long as they can make money, it's a good job."

  Song Shuang shook his head: "No way, he won't do something so dirty."

  Ling Zijie said: "Song Shuang, you still have a misunderstanding about sex workers. In some European countries, this profession is legal, and sometimes the government will even hire sex workers to provide physical comfort to people with disabilities. Perhaps my wording was not appropriate, but Liu Handong indeed knew that old prostitute, and also that girl."

  Song Shuang was still rational, she thought for a moment and said: "Okay, I reserve my opinion, what do you want to talk to me about?"

  Ling Zijie said: "I want to find them."

  Qianqian also said: "Liu Handong was injured for our sake, we should go visit him."

  Song Shuang nodded: "Right, we should go thank him." He picked up the phone and called his father, "Dad, I want to know which hospital Liu Handong is being treated in?"

  Song Jianfeng was taken aback and turned his head to ask his secretary: "Hong Yi, where is Liu Handong?"

  "Making a record at the fireworks police station." Secretary Shen always seemed to be able to grasp some things at any time.

  "He's making a statement at the police station, you rest well and don't worry about these things anymore." Song Jianfeng comforted his daughter for a few words before hanging up the phone. He was waiting to meet with the provincial party secretary to discuss important matters.

  Hospital ward, Song Shuang made a decisive decision: "Go, go to the police station to find Liu Handong." After finishing speaking, he started changing clothes, and Ling Zijie very consciously turned his face away.

  "What's the hurry?" Pingping was very excited.

  "Liu Handong has hurt someone after all, I'm afraid the police will give him a hard time. He saved us, we should also save him." Song Shuang took off his hospital gown and put on a small shirt.

  Qianqian and Ling Zijie went back to their rooms to change clothes, walked to the end of the corridor and were politely stopped by plainclothes police: "Where are you going?"

  "I've already spoken to my dad, I'm going to take care of something." Song Shuang went straight downstairs. The police officer in charge of protecting them was helpless and could only ask for instructions from his superiors. His superiors also didn't dare to forcibly stop Song Shuang, so they had the police follow him to protect him, absolutely not allowing any mistakes to happen.

  In this way, the three of them arrived at the Huahuo police station in a police car under the protection of two policemen. The municipal bureau personnel were taking notes from Liu Handong, and through the window, it could be seen that Liu Handong had bandages wrapped around his head, an open collar with bandages inside, and bloodstains on his pants.

  The door was suddenly pushed open, and the police officer turned around in surprise. He saw a girl of about 20 years old rush in, her voice trembling with tears: "Don't you have any humanity? He's already injured, not letting him stay in the hospital, bringing him to the police station for questioning, you're too cruel!" Before she could finish speaking, she burst into sobs.

  The two detectives looked at each other in dismay, what's going on here?

  Accompanied by the police, he whispered in a low voice: "This is the daughter of Director Song's family, and this man is the benefactor who saved her life."

  The detective suddenly enlightened, smiled and didn't explain anything, went out and left the house to them.

  Song Shuang stepped forward to check Liu Handong's injuries, with hot tears in his eyes and a choked voice: "Fool, why didn't you reply to my WeChat?"

  Liu Handong was poked and prodded by her, examined up and down, almost to the point of stripping off his clothes, thinking to himself "Are you very familiar with me?"

  He naturally didn't know that Song Shuang thought of him every day, muttering to herself and talking to him in her subconscious mind, where she had already been spiritually connected with Liu Handong for a long time.

  Ling Zijie and Zhu Qianqian also came in, Qianqian blamed: "Liu Handong why did you run?"

  Liu Handong said: "My car has no documents."

  Zhu Qiangqiang, who had just been scolded by Liu Handong, almost cried when she heard the reason. It turned out that Liu Handong's white two-door old broken car was an unlicensed black car that hadn't passed its annual inspection, and he was afraid that the two girls would use their methods to tow it away and forcibly scrap it again, so after saving them, he hastily left. This fact made the two girls feel both ashamed and heartbroken.

  "No procedures? You come to me, I'll get my dad to handle it for you." Zhu Qiangqiang said with a stomp of her foot.

  Liu Handong hummed and lit a cigarette.

  Song Shuang snatched the cigarette from him: "You're injured, you can't smoke."

  Liu Handong took out another cigarette, lit it up and took a drag while looking at Song Shuang.

  Song Shuang bit her lip, realizing that the Liu Handong in front of her and the virtual one in her heart were not the same person. The one in her heart had long since let go of past grievances, while the real Liu Handong still held a grudge against her.

  "Sorry, last time was our fault, we didn't mean to do that. I've already bought a big motorcycle as compensation for you, it's parked in my garage, the license plate is ready, and I can deliver it to you tomorrow. You saved my life, I'll be grateful to you. Aren't you a veteran? I have ways to help you become a police officer, or if you don't like that, other jobs are also possible, I can arrange everything for you. If you want to start your own business, I can even help you with the loan. In short, I can help you with anything."

  Song Shuang said all these words in one breath, which she had thought of countless times in her heart. She imagined that Liu Handong would be very moved after hearing them, dispel the misunderstanding towards herself, and even become friends. This is what they say about not knowing each other without a fight.

  However, Liu Handong just glanced at Song Shuang and said, "Are we very familiar with each other?"