Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Marriage Application Report
Although Su Yan denied the incident with Wang Tieshu at the Public Security Bureau, neither the experienced Captain Chen nor the female police officer in charge of household registration would believe it. They would just think that she was unwilling to admit it for the sake of her reputation. Even if Su Yan's statement had some flaws, they would probably have to attribute it to her concealing the situation and making it vague.
Su Yan had considered admitting the crime, but she knew nothing about the time, location, or method. Simply saying, "I knew Wang Tieshu, and he raped me," wouldn't have gotten her through. The most thorny and important thing that had happened today was the discovery of a high probability of pregnancy. Su Yan shook her head, crossed out the word "high probability," and wrote "confirmed." She sighed. Ever since arriving in the 1960s, she'd been extremely cautious in every step, but this was the only instance where she'd made a mistake.
During that time, Su Yan had just gotten over the panic she felt when she first arrived. Both her identity issues and work problems had been resolved. She drank a little that night, and she was not actually unconscious. She was just mentally relaxed and became a little dazed. This was really inappropriate.
As for whether to have the child or not, Su Yan split her fingers, writing "yes" and "no" on each side. A birth would naturally be a life, and she would have a blood relative in this world, like a leaf floating in the ocean, a drop of dew meeting another, no longer alone. But Su Yan had never had children, but she had seen them. She was young and in good health, so giving birth probably wouldn't be difficult. But would she raise the child afterward? Would she educate him well? Would he be happy?
Su Yan shook her head and crossed out the option. If she didn't want to have the baby, Su Yan had inquired about it. Abortions were possible at this point, but they required the consent of both her parents and her husband. She couldn't just do it casually. Su Yan had no parents, so if she wanted to abort the baby, she would have to marry Qin Zhanwu first. She didn't have the confidence to have him support her in doing so.
She suddenly became annoyed. Whether she had the child or not, it seemed that she had to get married first.
Qin Zhanwu stood at the door and did not go in. He waited until he finished a cigarette before starting the car. However, he did not return to the military academy, but returned to the Public Security Bureau.
Chen Xiaohu was standing at the gate of the Public Security Bureau. When he saw him get off the military vehicle, he said, "I knew you were coming back."
As she followed him quickly inside, she asked, "What is your relationship with that girl?"
Qin Zhanwu suddenly stopped and said, "I will file a marriage report tomorrow."
Chen Xiaohu was still smiling, but his hand froze as he tried to open the iron gate. "Zhanwu, I'm not trying to persuade you, and don't blame me for being too talkative. You should still write back and ask Uncle Qin for his opinion. Marriage is a lifelong event."
Qin Zhanwu ignored him and walked straight inside. There was only a dim light. Wang Tieshu had been hung up, his face purple and red, with only his toes touching the ground.
Wang Tieshu not only did not beg for mercy, but he acted as if he had met an old acquaintance: "Hey, Captain Chen, why are you here to see me again? I'm so embarrassed." He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Zhanwu: "Hey, why is there another soldier here?"
He thought he was going to be dragged out and robbed, and he shouted, "Captain Chen, I haven't eaten the meat rice yet. People said that we have to eat a meat rice before being robbed. If I can't eat enough with this meal, I will die of hunger."
Qin Zhanwu pinched Wang Tieshu's throat with one hand, and Wang Tieshu couldn't make a sound. But in an instant, Chen Xiaohu heard a loud crunch, and it turned out that his bones were crushed alive.
Bloody foam flowed from the corners of Wang Tiezhu's mouth, and his scalp hurt every time he breathed.
Qin Zhanwu said, "I'm going to start asking questions now. If you don't want to suffer, answer them well."
Wang Tiezhu looked at Qin Zhanwu and could only nod. He knew that this was the man who had actually killed someone, not the militiamen in the village, nor the people's police in the county who abided by the law and evidence.
That night, a constant stream of screams emanated from the interrogation room. The sounds were so eerie, the younger officers on duty wanted to go check. The older officers, slumped over the table, took a nap, not even looking up. They warned, "If you're truly curious, just look out the doorway in the corridor. Don't go in. Remember, don't go in. This is for your own good."
The young policeman was only twenty years old. He was a cadre promoted from the commune and was originally from the militia company. When he heard his senior say this, he became more and more curious. As soon as he walked to the iron gate of the corridor, he smelled a smell of rust, and buzzing flies followed the stench.
He turned on the light and walked a dozen steps forward. He saw a large pool of blood. The second iron door was tightly locked. The prisoner had been released and was piled in the corner like a pile of mud. He sniffed and smelled something like alcohol, which almost made him nauseous.
The young policeman was afraid something might happen to the prisoner, so he knocked on the iron door and called out to him, "Wang Tieshu, raise your head."
He turned on the headlight above Wang Tieshu's head outside the door and saw him lying on the ground covered in blood, gasping for breath like a broken bellows, with his arms twisted at an abnormal angle, like a knot of cotton.
Wang Tieshu could only whimper when he opened his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, a small section of his tongue slipped out.
The young policeman retched and quickly turned off the lights and ran out. He had just locked the door when his soon-to-retire colleague came over and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look like you've seen a ghost."
The young policeman pointed inside and said, "Wang Tieshu, his tongue has fallen off."
The old policeman stuck his head out and looked inside: "These people are just hungry. They can bite off their tongues while eating a steamed bun." The young policeman instinctively wanted to refute. Wang Tieshu has been here for more than ten days and eats a steamed bun every day, but he has never bitten off his tongue. Besides, his tongue is intact and it doesn't look like he bit it off by himself.
The old policeman tapped his waist, yawned, and said, "Go back to your duty and don't meddle in other people's business. Young man, if you see something, just pretend you didn't see it. That way you can be at peace."
The young policeman had no choice but to nod. There was something else behind these words, and if he didn't understand, he would be a fool.
Chen Xiaohu walked Qin Zhanwu a long way out. Thinking of the bond they had shared since childhood, he couldn't help but offer a few more words of advice: "Zhanwu, this isn't the girl's fault, but if you want to marry her, think about it. Don't be so impulsive. At least write home first and ask Uncle Qin what he thinks."
Qin Zhanwu snorted and chuckled. He reached out of the car window, lighted some ash, and blew out a slow smoke ring: "There's no need for that."
Chen Xiaohu didn't know how to persuade him anymore, so he just said, "The last time I went home, Uncle Qin's health hadn't been good. He spent two or three months a year in a sanatorium, but his alcohol tolerance was still as good as ever. When my dad went to see him, Uncle Qin was writing big characters. His handwriting was so good that the doctors and nurses in the sanatorium were vying for him to write Spring Festival couplets. Oh, he spent last year's Spring Festival in the sanatorium."
Qin Zhanwu remained silent, so Chen Xiaohu had no choice but to get out of the car and said to Qin Zhanwu, "As for Wang Tieshu, we should go through the formalities and execute him as soon as possible."
Chen Xiaohu nodded and promised, "Don't worry, those who should keep quiet won't say a word more." This was referring to both Wang Tieshu and himself. As for what the words were, no one said it clearly.
It was already two o'clock in the morning when Qin Zhanwu returned to the military academy. The soldier standing guard at the gate ran over and saluted: "Comrade, please show me your ID."
Qin Zhanwu took out his student ID and handed it over. The soldier saw that his hands were covered in blood and asked, "Comrade, what happened to your hands?"
Qin Zhanwu shook his head: "It's okay, just a scratch."
The door opened, Qin Zhanwu drove the car to the parking lot, groped his way back to the dormitory, turned on the desk lamp, took out a pen, and began to write the marriage application report.
He Zhixiang, who shared the room with him, was a sound sleeper. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he discovered Qin Zhanwu. He was startled and poured boiling water into the cold tea in the teacup and took a sip: "Zhanwu, why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night and writing? You scared me."
As he spoke, he sat down beside the bed and asked, "How are they? How is Tiaohou's family? I heard that Jiubei Village is relatively wealthy, and the food is better than many companies in the city. I heard that Tiaohou's wife is pregnant again. These families have to have five children, which is a heavy burden."
He Zhixiang was muttering to himself as he went to see what Qin Zhanwu was writing in the middle of the night. He saw blood on his hands. A closer look revealed that even his sleeves and collar were stained with blood. He stood up and said, "Zhanwu, who did you go to war with? Why are you covered in blood?"
Qin Zhanwu didn't even turn his head, still writing quickly. Halfway through, he seemed dissatisfied and tore up the paper again, then picked up a new one and started writing: "It's okay, the family member was a little emotional and cut his hand."
He Zhixiang immediately pulled out some purple medicine from the drawer. "No matter how bad your mood is, you can't hurt anyone. The monkey jumping incident was originally his own unauthorized act. Who can you blame for what happened? If you hadn't protected him and argued for his rights with the political department, he wouldn't even be recognized as a martyr. Human greed is truly insatiable."
He brought over a bandage and said, "You shouldn't have gone. You're too soft-hearted and lack principles."
He Zhixiang muttered, then turned his head and called Qin Zhanwu: "What are you waiting for? You've lost so much blood, why don't you clean the wound?"
He turned his head and saw what Qin Zhanwu was writing. He had night blindness and couldn't see clearly in the dim light. He squinted and read out: "Marriage Application Report..."
He Zhixiang smiled and said, "Ah, Zhanwu, you finally figured it out. You should get married at your age. You say you don't like it, but now you're going to marry someone, aren't you?"
It was already a bit cold at this time, so he didn't help Qin Zhanwu bandage himself. He sat on the bed, hugged the quilt, and said, "Tell me, tell me, Yang Mo has liked you for several years. You didn't agree before, but you agreed this time? Don't tell me, she really cares about you. You came to Jiangzhou for training and study at the military academy, and she also came to Jiangzhou for training. Not to mention when we were in Fujian before, she would find excuses to go to the regiment every now and then."
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