rebirth of cataclysm

Originally, Wang Zhan was going to treat Wang Huixue to a restaurant after Wang Huixue finished her homework. However, as soon as they went out, Wang Zhan's candy bar Motorola phone rang. As soon as they answered a few words, Wang Zhan Lingran hurriedly handed the phone to Hu Mingchen: "Something's wrong."

Already."

Hu Mingchen frowned and answered the phone in confusion: "Hello."

"Xiaochen? Something happened at the breeding farm." Hu Jianjun's anxious and trembling voice was on the other end of the phone.

"Dad, what's wrong? Speak slowly." Hu Mingchen looked calm on the surface, but deep down he was already worried.

"A few people came just now and knocked down the wall of the chicken farm. Dozens of chickens ran away. When your third uncle saw it, he went up to stop him. As a result, those people even injured him."

"The chicken just ran away. It doesn't matter. What matters is how my third uncle is doing. Is he seriously injured?" Hu Mingchen said with angry flames shooting out of his eyes.

"My head was broken, there was a lot of blood, and I received many blows on my body. It's hard to tell the exact extent of the injury. What should I do? What should I do now?" Hu Jianjun was a little flustered when this sudden incident happened.

"Is Zhang Qingping here? You two carry my third uncle to the roadside first. I'll call a car to pick him up. We'll go to the hospital first." Hu Mingchen said with a solemn face.

After this happened, it was impossible to go out to a restaurant. Hu Mingchen hailed a taxi on the side of the road. Wang Zhan sent Wang Huixue and Xiao Yumei home, and he and Hu Mingchen took the car to Fenghuang Mountain.

I heard that they were going to save people to the hospital, so the driver drove the car very fast. The road above Phoenix Mountain was narrow and uneven. It originally took twenty minutes to get there, but the driver drove there in twelve minutes.

The chicken farm on the mountain was still some distance from the roadside, and cars could not drive past it. However, as soon as the taxi stopped, Hu Jianjun ran down the path with Hu Jianqiang on his back, and Zhang Qingping followed behind to support him.

After putting Hu Jianqiang into the car, they rushed to the People's Hospital without stopping.

One car couldn't fit so many people, so Zhang Qingping didn't go with him. Moreover, someone had to be left to guard the farm.

When Zhang Qingping approached just now, Hu Mingchen saw that he also had two bruises on his face. It turned out that Zhang Qingping, who rushed to help, was also beaten, but the injury was obviously much lighter than that of Hu Jianqiang. Even though Hu Jianqiang who was sent to the car was not unconscious yet, he was full of

His face was covered in blood, and his eyes were so sticky with blood that he couldn't even open them.

Being left alone to guard the farm, Zhang Qingping felt a little uneasy. To say that he was not worried or afraid at all would be a lie. But under Hu Mingchen's eager eyes, coupled with the fact that he spent time with Hu Jianqiang day and night,

, and also developed a brotherly feeling, and finally nodded abruptly to accept the task.

The taxi rushed directly from Biaoshan Avenue to the Municipal People's Hospital, honked the horn and stopped under the porch of the emergency department.

After laying Hu Jianqiang on a wheeled stretcher, two doctors and a nurse took over. They first sent Hu Jianqiang to the observation room for examination and wound treatment.

"Master, thank you." Hu Mingchen took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the taxi driver.

"Here, I'll give you 70 yuan." The driver took the 100 yuan and took out 60 yuan in change from the pouch on his waist and handed it to Hu Mingchen.

"There's no need to look for it. It's all thanks to you today. Thank you." Hu Mingchen pushed the money back to him.

"One code, one code, save people. I can't charge you more money just because I did what I should do. Take it, take it."

Hu Mingchen refused to accept it: "Master, there is some blood on the seat behind you, just think of it as the cost of dry cleaning the seat cover."

It seems that he looked back at the seat behind him and saw some blood stains, so he stopped being polite, got in the car, turned the steering wheel, and continued to solicit customers and do business.

On the way to the hospital just now, the driver ran a red light in order to rush for time. Although Hu Mingchen was given an extra 70 yuan, the driver did not make any money.

At this time, Wang Zhan went to hang up and pay the fee and came back: "I first paid a thousand yuan in it. Here is the receipt. You take it first. I will go back and get some more money. In addition to doing the examinations such as taking pictures,

I should still be hospitalized, and I don’t have enough money.”

"Uncle Wang, thank you." Hu Mingchen was not pretentious, and now was not the time to be polite or pretentious.

If Wang Zhan is not willing to help, Hu Mingchen doesn't know where to find money to pay at this moment. The money he brought from Duge Township was suddenly borrowed by Fang Guoping for three thousand. Moreover, Fang Guoping

After taking the money and leaving, he never showed up again.

"Thank you for nothing. We are all our own people. Just wait while I get the money." Wang Zhan patted Hu Mingchen on the shoulder and said.

If it were Xu Tiancai, he would not be able to say such words as Wang Zhan. The closeness of the relationship is fully revealed in just one or two sentences.

One minute after Wang Zhan left the emergency department, he returned.

"Uncle Wang, have you forgotten something?"

"No, I forgot the phone number to call the police." Wang Zhan took out his cell phone and handed it to Hu Mingchen.

"I guess calling the police will not have much effect." Hu Mingchen seemed to have little confidence in handling the police.

"No matter how effective it is, it's better to leave this kind of matter to the police. At least it's a matter of stance. You can't just keep quiet after someone is beaten." Wang Zhan said, handing over his cell phone.

Hu Mingchen thought so, so he called 0 to call the police.

Seven or eight minutes later, a police car arrived at the People's Hospital, and two policemen got out of the car, one in his forties and the other in his twenties.

"Did you call the police?" the older policeman came to Hu Mingchen and asked.

Hu Mingchen had already introduced the basic situation on the phone, and the other party also knew that the person who called the police was a child, so he asked Hu Mingchen.

"Yes."

"Are you the person involved? Or were you present at the time?" The policeman shook his head slightly and said, perhaps because he felt that there was nothing to talk about with a baby like Hu Mingchen.

"I'm not here. The victim is my third uncle. He is receiving treatment in the observation room."

"Okay, let's go talk to him." The policeman left Hu Mingchen and walked straight to the observation room.

They often handle similar cases and are familiar with the emergency department of the city hospital.

At this time, the doctor had treated Hu Jianqiang's wound and was about to send him for stitches. A large gash was made on his forehead, three to four centimeters long, and there was also a small gash on the top of his head.

After getting the doctor's permission, the two policemen began to record a confession from Hu Jianqiang. However, the doctor did not give them much time and hoped that they could complete it in about ten minutes without delaying too much treatment time.

In fact, the two policemen took less than ten minutes to give Hu Jianqiang's confession. They only asked five or six key questions, such as how many people were on the other side, whether they knew each other, and why the conflict occurred.

"Those people should be sent by Bai Xianyong, five people."

"Do you have any evidence to prove that it was Bai Xianyong who you said was sent?" Hu Jianqiang often interrupted.

"I have no evidence, but it must be him. Apart from him, there will be no one else. You will know once you catch him and ask." Hu Jianqiang was a little excited.

"We need evidence when doing things. Without evidence, we can't arrest anyone. Everything you said is just speculation, but don't worry, we will investigate clearly. Please describe those people to me again. Do they have you?

Someone you know." The older policeman asked according to their usual logic.

"Three of them have crew cuts and two have hair dyed yellow."

"Okay, we will hand over your case to the local police station for investigation. The incident happened in Fenghuang Mountain and belongs to the Nanhuan Police Station." The investigation of the two policemen was very simple, just like a formality.

However, it is understandable to a certain extent. They are from the Biaoshan Police Station and are only responsible for cases within their jurisdiction. Since the place where the incident occurred is under the jurisdiction of the Nanhuan Police Station, of course they have more trouble than less. And fights like this happen every day.

It's not a major criminal case, so the police with limited power generally won't devote too much energy to it.

Of course, if someone from above said hello, that would be another matter.

Seeing the two policemen driving away like this, Hu Mingchen felt an unknown fire in his heart.

There are some things that he clearly knows who did it, but he can't do anything about it. He doesn't believe that the case will get much better even if it is handed over to the Nanhuan Police Station.

Didn't the last time the Black Panthers and the three of them invaded the door and came looking for me, they were often in and out of the police station, and they were so unscrupulous that they were not afraid of calling the police.

"These bullshit police officers are not as good as our police station in Duge Township." Hu Jianjun was also very dissatisfied with the police's perfunctory treatment.

Since Song Qiaoshan became the director of the Duge Township Police Station, its image and work efficiency have been greatly improved. The detection rate of crimes in the township has increased significantly, and the incidence of criminal cases has dropped significantly. When people encounter problems, they go to the police station to report crimes or seek help. Generally speaking,

Everyone gets attention.

This is due to Song Qiaoshan's emphasis on the discipline construction of the team and his desire to serve the local people who want to be able to do things. For example, people like Qin Hu used to be just a mess in the police station, but now their style has changed drastically.

, and even climbed to the position of director.

Qin Hu's promotion gave encouragement to many grassroots police officers. As long as they work hard, they can be promoted and reused even if they don't have connections.

"Every place has its own procedures. I believe they will find the bad guys." Hu Mingchen said insincerely.

"I wasn't there at the time. If I were here, I would have killed a few of them." Hu Jianjun waved his fists and gritted his teeth.

Hu Jianjun is usually honest, but when he gets angry, he is unambiguous and he often got into fights when he was young.

When the incident happened, Hu Jianjun was adding feed to the pig trough in the pig pen below. He caught up after hearing Zhang Qingping's loud shouting, but by then those people had disappeared.

"Dad, I'm taking care of my third uncle here. You might as well go back to the mountain. Zhang Qingping is the only one up there. Take your cell phone and call Uncle Wang if you need anything." There is only one cell phone now, so it's really difficult to keep in touch.

inconvenient.

"Okay, that wall needs to be blocked, otherwise all the chickens will run away. But can you believe it alone?"

"It's okay, I can do it. This is the city hospital, don't worry."