Chapter 127

"I'm a policeman, why did you hang up on me?" Chang Ting's voice was so angry that it was shaky.

"If you have something to say, hurry up." Song Zhou held the phone between his cheek and shoulder, and peeled another sausage for the puppy. "If you keep talking too much, I'll hang up."

"You..." Chang Ting's voice was weak with anger. "Alright, I surrender. Let's cut to the chase. The matter in Lanzhou will probably take two or three days to deal with, and then we should go home.

"I will hold Qiu Song's case file until then. Once it's opened, I won't be able to hide it anymore.

"I hope that before that, you will come back and explain everything clearly.

“Actually, even if you don’t tell me, I know what’s going on, but the process and nature are different.

"Strictly speaking, your case involves the crimes of impersonation, forgery of identity documents, illegal medical practice, and fraud. If it were in violation of the law, the penalty would be up to three years in prison.

"But you were still a minor at the time, and your purpose was to take care of Yuan Songzhou's mother. Your motives were good, and you didn't hurt anyone..."

"Wait." Song Zhou interrupted him, frowning and saying, "How come everyone can guess this?"

Chang Ting paused for a moment. "Others are guessing, should I just guess too? I've checked Song Zhou's family situation. He's an orphan with a widowed mother, living in poverty, and his mother is terminally ill.

"You took the college entrance exam after assuming Song Zhou's identity. During your university years, you sent his mother to the hospital for treatment and cared for her until she passed away...

"Are you doing these things for some benefit?"

Song Zhou was speechless.

Chang Ting took a breath and said, "Let me continue...Ten years ago, after Xing Yao overturned the city leader's car, you rescued him. That was a brave act."

Song Zhou spoke again: "How did you know this? I never told you."

Chang Ting snorted, "If you don't tell me, I won't know. Have you forgotten that Niu Zhuangzhuang pretended to be unconscious? He heard everything when you talked about that with Xing Yao!"

"Besides, there are the statements made by the two people who were rescued in the rollover accident.

"Those two men said that the first person to drag them out of the burning vehicle was a teenager. Based on his appearance, he matches sixteen-year-old Qiu Song. If it wasn't you, who could it be?"

"Oh...I see." Song Zhou said gloomily.

It seems that as long as you want to dig, there will be no secrets that can never be dug out.

Chang Ting continued, "Also, you disguised yourself as a black, exposed the long video of the B&B, and sent an anonymous letter of denunciation to Chen He. These things can all be used to atone for your crimes..."

Song Zhou was a little unhappy: "How come you know everything?"

"Do you think I'm just eating dry food all day?"

"yes."

"You..." Chang Ting took out the medicine bottle, put a pill into his mouth, reached for the water bottle and swallowed it.

He picked up the phone again: "Talking about this makes me angry. Why are you pretending to be Xing when there are so many people to pretend to be?"

Song Zhou was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Chang Ting was furious: "What do you mean? When you put on the black skin, weren't you pretending to be Xing Yao? Even your walking posture is exactly the same!

"I couldn't tell for a while if you two were the same person. I watched the surveillance footage so many times that my eyes almost fell out, did you know that? Compensate me for my eyes!"

Song Zhou was stunned.

It turns out that when he put on the black skin, he wasn't turning back into his true self, but was imitating Xing Yao?

No wonder I feel so tired every time I change my skin.

Chang Ting heard him remain silent, feeling he had won, snorted, and said to himself: "Taking all the above into account, as long as you take the initiative to explain the problem clearly, it is first of all a matter of surrender.

"Come to me now, I will take care of this little matter of yours.

"If we miss the opportunity and it falls into the hands of others, the consequences could be serious or minor, and it's hard to say what the outcome will be.

"If you meet someone who's really serious, you might be sent to jail for a year or two.

"Let me handle this, and it will be much easier. I will do my best to get you the most lenient treatment and the best interests."

"I can absolutely guarantee that you won't spend a single day in jail. The ideal outcome would be no prosecution and immunity from any criminal liability.

"As for academic qualifications and work experience, although you took the exams and studied for them yourself, they will definitely be affected according to the law, so you have to be mentally prepared for this.

"Then again, as long as there's green mountains, there's no need to worry about running out of firewood. As long as there's no criminal record, everything will be fine, and making a comeback will be relatively easy.

"With your brain, I believe it won't be difficult to re-enter university, don't you think?"

There was no movement on the other end of the line.

"Hello? Hello?"

Chang Ting called twice, only to realize that the call had ended at some point.

"Why is he like this!" Chang Ting broke down again.

In the dilapidated minibus, Song Zhou looked down at his black phone screen and said, "Ah, it's out of battery."

The last thing I heard before the battery ran out was, "...you have to be mentally prepared for this."

He was not mentally prepared.

What worried him most before was how Chen He would look at him when he revealed his true identity.

I didn't have time to think about anything else.

It was not until this moment that he realized that, yes, although he was the one who took the college entrance examination, went to university, and took the medical qualification examination, he did not use his own ID card.

It's just impersonation.

Even if he is not held criminally responsible, his academic qualifications and medical license will be revoked, and he will lose his job and income.

How can I, who has nothing, be worthy of being with such an outstanding and shining Chen He?

I feel worthless.

His palm was furry and the puppy was rubbing against his hand.

He was upset, holding the puppy in his hands and said to it:

"Xiao He calls me puppy now."

"What's the value of a puppy that doesn't even have a job?"

The puppy in his hand hummed in dissatisfaction.

He held the puppy up to his face and said coldly, "What are you dissatisfied with? You even lost your bachelor's degree, why are you trying to be cute?"

The puppy was confused.

Song Zhou looked at it unhappily: "It's just a puppy. So what? I won't even get paid in the future. Cuteness can't be eaten."

"Maybe I won't like you anymore tomorrow."

"How long can I serve you with my beauty?"

The more I talked, the more frustrated I became.

There was a sudden noise outside the car window, as if something was knocked over.

Song Zhou looked outside and saw a figure in the dim light through the cracked glass. It was very close to the car, picking up a scrap steel pipe.

Zhuangzhuang was right. There were indeed people who took advantage of the night to take advantage of the situation.

He frowned, rolled down the car window, and shouted outside, "Hey, these things belong to someone else, you can't take them."

The man seemed startled. He put the steel pipe back where it was and walked away slowly with his hands in his pockets.

The sky was covered with dark, gloomy clouds, and the wind was blowing fiercely. The weather was about to change.

Song Zhou stared at the back.