679 Repent! Scumbags! (1/2)
”No problem, leave it to me,” Zhang Peng said.
Wang Yao paid his lawyer a certain fee annually. He had established a good working relationship with Zhang Peng. After representing Wang Yao a few times in the past, Zhang Peng found he always made payment promptly. He was very happy to keep Wang Yao as an important client.
”I want to see a doctor!” Cao Zizhen was panicking in the interview room. His ears were still humming and bleeding. He was also bleeding from his nose. His head was swelling badly.
”What's wrong with you?” the police officer asked.
”I'm sick. Can't you see I'm bleeding?” Cao Zizhen shouted.
”Yeah, I can see you are bleeding in your nose. Here you go, put some tissue into your nose,” the police officer said.
The police officer became angry as soon as he heard these people had come to blackmail Wang Yao. He and Wang Yao were from the same village, so he subconsciously stood on Wang Yao's side. In addition, he had taken his relative to Wang Yao's clinic the other day. Wang Yao cured his relative without charging a lot of fee. Almost all the people in the village wanted to be friendly with Wang Yao, in case they needed to go to his clinic.
Wait! Wang Yao suddenly thought about something. He whispered a few words into Pan Jun's ear. Pan Jun immediately left the police station.
A moment later, Wang Yao's parents came to the police station in a hurry once they heard their son had been taken by the policeman.
”Mom, Dad, why do you come here?” Wang Yao asked. I'm fine.”
”I heard someone died in your clinic. Is it true?” Zhang Xiuying asked.
”Yes, but it was a trap. Someone wants to blackmail me. I've contacted my lawyer,” Wang Yao said.
”I see,” Zhang Xiuying said.
She and Wang Fenghua were still very worried.
At the end of the day, the final decision rested with the court. The people who had criminal history were detained by the police officers. None of them cared about what happened to the old man's body, which was still lying in the clinic.
Pan Jun stayed with Wang Yao while he dealt dealing with the issue.
”What should we do about the old man's body?” Pan Jun asked. They couldn't leave the body in the clinic for too long. ”How ridiculous!”
”Where is the video footage?” Wang Yao asked.
”I've saved it on the computer. The old man's blood has been taken,” Pan Jun said.
”Good,” Wang Yao said.
He asked Pan Jun to do two things for him. One was to extract some of the blood from the old man's body for testing. The other was to save a copy of the CCTV footage. He didn't think the whole thing was over.
”What about the body?” Pan Jun asked.
”Send it to the morgue,” Wang Yao said.
”Not at this time of the day,” Pan Jun said.
After having gone in and out of the police station, it was now evening. The morgue has closed.
No one had the guts to pick up a dead man's body at night when the Yin energy reached the peak, unless he had no fear of death.
”I'll arrange it tomorrow,” Pan Jun said.
He worked in the hospital, so he knew people working in the morgue.
”OK,” Wang Yao said. ”Thank you so much for helping me today.”
”It's not a problem. As your student, it is my obligation to help you,” Pan Jun said.
”Would you like to have dinner together?” Wang Yao asked.
”No, thanks. I promised my son to have a walk in the park after dinner,” Pan Jun said.
”OK, drive safely,” Wang Yao said.
”Sure, call me if you need me,” Pan Jun said. ”By the way, are you really gonna leave the body here for the whole night? It's a dead man's body!”
”Haha, what is there to be scared of? He's dead,” Wang Yao said.
”It's not lucky,” Pan Jun said.
”I'll be fine,” Wang Yao said with a smile as he shook his hand.
He thought a dead man deserved basic respect. He was going to leave the old man in peace in his clinic for the night. After all, his son was still under investigation in the police station.
Wang Yao locked the door and left his clinic. He could see his parents were still worried after he arrived at home.
”Mom, Dad, you don't need to worry about me. It was just a one-off thing,” Wang Yao said.
”OK, as long as you are fine,” Zhang Xiuying said.
Wang Yao didn't say much, and his parents asked no more questions.
That night, Wang Yao thought a lot when he was by himself on Nanshan Hill.
The old man's body was still lying quietly in his clinic. He was only 53 years old. He probably had never enjoyed his life because he had to work hard for his family, especially his son. He probably didn't expect to end up like he did. The biggest mistake he made in his life was having such a son and failing to educate him properly.
It was his fault as a father who failed to teach his son to respect him. It was too late to regret.