Xiao Yucheng had no idea what he had done wrong, and was taken away by four strong men.
After driving in the city for about 40 minutes, the SUV arrived at a large compound on the outskirts of Longkou District. The compound covers an area of about 10,000 square meters, with four or five buildings inside and outside, and several warehouses connected in a row.
This was the office location specially approved by the city for the Material Control Department. When Xiao Yucheng was brought here, he found that the courtyard was full of people, including white people, Chinese, a large number of arrested laborers, and people who looked like second-rate people who were helping the judicial personnel with their work. In short, the scene was very strange.
The off-road vehicle stopped, and the sturdy man in the lead said to Xiao Yucheng: "Come on, get out of the car!"
"Brother, what did I do wrong?!" Xiao Yucheng asked urgently with a limp.
"I told you to shut up, don't you understand? You'll know what's happening to you in a moment!" The other party replied unhappily, grabbed Xiao Yucheng's handcuffed hands, and took him directly to the fourth floor on the left.
After entering the hall, Xiao Yucheng turned his head and looked around. He saw many laborers wearing handcuffs, squatting on both sides of the wall, being yelled at, cursed, and questioned.
After reaching the second floor, the sturdy man pushed Xiao Yucheng into an empty room and said, "Wait here, someone will question you. Also, don't even think about running away. There are riot police outside. If they block you, they can just shoot."
After saying that, the sturdy man locked the door and left, without giving Xiao Yucheng a chance to ask questions.
Inside the house, Xiao Yucheng sat on a chair with handcuffs on, his brain working rapidly, recalling his experience in Sinalo, and finally concluded that the other party arrested him probably because he worked for the Chi Army. But he was just cooking there, and had not directly participated in any war, nor was he considered a backbone, so it should not be a big deal.
In this way, Xiao Yucheng sat in the house and began to wait. He waited from morning until after one o'clock in the afternoon before he saw the law enforcement officers who came to interrogate him.
Inside the room, the lights were on, and two men were transferred from the police station, one in charge of recording and the other in charge of interrogation. The entire process was recorded by a law enforcement recorder.
"Name!"
"Xiao Yucheng."
"Household registration!"
"I don't have a household registration. I was part of the first batch of workers sent to Sinaloa. I have already completed the naturalization procedures, but they have not been approved yet," Xiao Yucheng replied.
The other party nodded expressionlessly and asked a few more routine questions before getting to the point: "Have you ever served in the military in Sinalo?"
After hearing this, Xiao Yucheng did not hide his resume, because if the other party could find him, it meant that they knew him to some extent, or other laborers were caught and accused him, so there was no point in lying: "I have never joined the army, but I have worked in the Chi Army and cooked for them."
"Just because you enter the military camp doesn't mean you have joined the army, does it?" the other person asked with a raised eyebrow.
"The relationship between them and me is that we are employed," Xiao Yucheng explained. "It's just a job to make money."
"Don't explain. Just answer whatever I ask you." After the other party reminded him, he turned to the recorder and said, "This is the key point."
"Yes." The recorder nodded, wrote down the relationship between Xiao Yucheng and Chi Jun in the interrogation record, and marked it with key points.
The presiding judge looked at Xiao Yucheng and continued to ask, "When you were in Sinaloa, did you sell military supplies to the Mexican army? In addition to giving you financial benefits, did the other party also ask you to find out about Dragon City and District 1?"
Xiao Yucheng frowned and replied: "I am just a laborer who works for a living. The problems you mentioned have nothing to do with me...!"
After the two sides had been communicating in the room for about an hour and a half, the presiding judge took the materials, stood up and said, "Your problem is very serious. You are now under personal control. Someone will take you out later."
Xiao Yucheng was stunned: "Why are you controlling me? What crime have I committed?!"
The chief judge looked at him and replied, "The Chi Army is a bandit army that kills, injures, robs, and commits all kinds of evil. You worked for them, isn't that a crime?!"
"… I'm just cooking!" Xiao Yucheng replied excitedly, "I can't make any money there, but I can't starve to death, right? I have to find a job!!"
The presiding judge glanced at him indifferently, turned and left.
"Are you still being reasonable? I haven't committed any crime, you have to let me go?! My child is still at home...!" Xiao Yucheng never expected that he might face the risk of being detained, so he chased out and shouted.
“Bang!”
As the chief judge walked out of the door, a strong man kicked Xiao Yucheng back into the room. The latter had difficulty walking and his body was unstable, so he fell directly to the ground.
Three strong men walked in and held Xiao Yucheng's head. "How dare you rush out? Do you want to die?!"
The door was closed, and the chief judge said to a social idler who had no official position and no law enforcement power: "His problem is quite serious. He used to work for Chijun. You can track him down."
"Okay!" The idle people nodded.
After the presiding judge left with the documents, the man also pushed the door and walked into the room.
Not long after, Xiao Yucheng's screams of being beaten echoed throughout the room.
For the entire afternoon, Xiao Yucheng was beaten and punished. The other party interrogated him about his relationship with the Chi army and the fact that he was selling military supplies.
Xiao Yucheng tried to defend himself at first, and even tried to refute the opponent verbally, but in the end, he was really beaten to pieces. All ten of his fingers were rubbed raw by the opponent's leather soles, and blood was flowing.
By the evening, Xiao Yucheng was not allowed to eat. He was locked up in a row of large warehouses and handcuffed together with dozens of captured laborers.
Xiao Yucheng could endure the physical pain, but he couldn't control the psychological anxiety.
My son is seriously ill. He has been gone for a day and if he doesn’t come back at night, it is very likely that something bad will happen to him.
Xiao Yucheng squatted beside the dirty iron pipe and shouted at the guards, "Sir, Sir, I beg you, please let me see the interrogator again... My son is sick, I have to go home at night. Or, let me make a phone call and ask my friends to go to my house to check on me."
The other person was eating a midnight snack, frowned, looked back at him and shouted: "Shut up!"
"Sir, I beg you...!"
“Bang!”
The other party kicked Xiao Yucheng in the face, frowned and scolded: "Beg for coins! Do you think I'm a law enforcement officer? Will it be of any use if you beg me? Just wait and see!"
…
In the Yu family's villa.
Su Tianyu sat on the sofa, looked at Yu Mingyuan and said, "You Yifan asked us to accompany the garrison to the Old Triangle. Who do you think should go?"
"Let Dabai and Tianbei go. We two still have to work on the relationship at home." Yu Mingyuan replied.
"That's fine." Su Tianyu nodded.