Just as Duan Ye was about to walk out the door, he suddenly asked, "Where is Duan Ruijun?"
Duan Ye hadn't heard anyone call him "Second Brother" or "Duan Ruijun" in a long time. After all, at home, his grandfather and the others always called him "Ren Gui."
Duan Ye: "To tell you the truth, I haven't seen him for many years."
Will I be escorted back to the capital?
Duan Ye: "Yes, Yang Hao, the mistakes you've made over the years will be tried by the Supreme People's Court."
"I want to see Duan Ruijun. That's my only request."
Duan Ye laughed. "Here we go again?"
“My brother isn’t you; you can’t just see him whenever you want.”
Duan Ye couldn't understand why this person's obsession ran so deep. Could it be that before disaster struck, he wanted to remember his enemy's face more clearly so he could go back and draw circles to curse him?
Duan Ye: "By the way, don't keep threatening them with a hunger strike. After all, threatening them might work if they see me, but seeing my second brother is not easy."
"Also, you can only see one last person."
"Yang Hao, you want to see everyone, even someone as insignificant as me, but why don't you see your mother who has been waiting for you until her hair turns white?"
"You always call me 'brother,' making yourself seem so righteous. But what about your mother who raised you? It wasn't easy for her to raise you all by herself, but you haven't been home for so many years. Have you ever thought about how hard her later years must have been for her?"
"Ever since you were arrested, she's been loitering outside the police station almost every day whenever she has a spare moment, begging for help. Yang Hao, in your whole life, who have you ever been fair to?"
After saying that, Duan Ye didn't linger and turned to leave.
The heavy iron gate closed again, and finally, something other than resentment appeared on Yang Hao's face—unwillingness and regret. Tears streamed down his cheeks.
Yes, he's been imprisoned for so long, and every day he's been obsessed with seeing Duan Ye, and now he wants to see Duan Ruijun, but what about his mother?
Everyone was watching from the monitoring room, and they could only watch as Yang Hao, who was always stubborn and defiant, silently shed tears.
However, this was not the end. Someone opened the room where Yang Hao was being held and placed a computer in front of him.
The surveillance video outside the police station began playing in front of him.
She was an elderly woman with a faltering gait. Her head was wrapped in a headscarf, but you could still see her gray hair. She leaned on a cane and sat outside waiting. Whenever someone came out, she would stand up and jog over. But she was too old to run fast, or perhaps it was the old injuries on her legs that made her look somewhat comical.
Yang Hao could clearly hear the somewhat aged voice, filled with a humble plea: "Officer, I beg you, I really beg you, I just want to see my son, just one look, please? I don't have to go in, I just want to see him..."
But each officer politely declined with a troubled expression.
The old woman dropped her cane, knelt down with a thud, and kowtowed to them.
"Please, I haven't seen my son in almost ten years, please..."
The police were so frightened that they quickly helped her up. After a while, the old woman was already in tears, her hands clasped together in a pleading manner, and her whole body was visibly trembling.
Yang Hao was heartbroken. At that moment, he wept uncontrollably, filled with remorse, and repeatedly slapped himself in the interrogation room, shouting, "I'm a bastard! I'm a fucking bastard!!!"
Two police officers rushed in and pinned Yang Hao to the table.
Tears streamed down Yang Hao's temples, his eyes were bloodshot, yet he continued to call out to the computer, "Mom...Mom...Son is sorry...Mom..."
The sadness and regret in his tone were deeply moving.
Liang Mo walked over at this moment: "Once he calms down, we'll interrogate him."
Someone answered, "Yes."
Duan Ye also sat in the monitoring room, his feelings were indeed somewhat complicated.
Half an hour later, Yang Hao asked the question: "When can I see my mother?"
The two officers interrogating him exchanged glances, and one of them replied, "Once you've confessed everything you need to, we'll make arrangements."
Yang Hao closed his eyes and remained silent for a while before speaking: "Okay, what do you want to know?"
The monitoring room erupted in cheers instantly, all the previous gloom vanished.
"My God, I've been dealing with that bastard Yang Hao for over a month now, and he's really tight-lipped!"
"Yeah, finally I don't have to get scolded anymore."
Duan Ye asked curiously, "What? You haven't mentioned his mother?"
"Young Master Duan, you have no idea, before meeting you this kid was completely unyielding, with an attitude of 'I won't say a word, even if you kill me...'"
"No matter how much we tried to reason with him, Yang Hao wouldn't even acknowledge us."
"Yeah, what didn't we say? We said everything, but it was all useless..."
"Young Master Duan is truly remarkable..."
Duan Ye was so embarrassed by the praise that he even touched his handsome face: "I can't help it, my charm is just that great, even the suspect was captivated..."
Liang Mo and the others rolled their eyes in unison.
No, why would someone climb up a pole just because you give them one?
Liang Mo: "Alright, the mission is complete, you should go now."
Duan Ye: "Sister-in-law, I rushed here and haven't even had a meal yet. Aren't meals provided?"
Liang Mo simply waved his hand and said, "Go on."
He then went to arrange work with his colleagues.
Duan Ye was left standing there alone.
Okay, okay, it's a treasure when you need it, but just a piece of weed when you don't.
Duan Ye sighed helplessly, but looking at Liang Mo's increasingly large belly, he was still a little worried: "Should things be over here by now? When are you going back to Kyoto, sister-in-law?"
Liang Mo didn't even turn his head: "Let's talk about this later."
She will leave whenever the transfer order comes down.
Besides, there are still many clean-up tasks to be done. Tiger has been caught, but the Yangjia Village project is huge, as is the village where Jiang Jingwen is hiding, Tiger's subordinates, and so on. We need to start a large-scale roundup and bring them to justice.
Hearing Liang Mo say this, Duan Ye had no choice but to leave.
However, when they walked out the door, they actually saw Yang Hao's mother.
Upon hearing the voice, she immediately looked up, but upon seeing Duan Ye, she lowered her head in disappointment. However, as if remembering something, she walked towards Duan Ye.
"You are...that person from Yangjia Village...Could you introduce me to my son?"
Duan Ye can be quite eloquent at times, but at this moment, he could only shake his head.
The old woman thanked her, then slowly sat down in the shade of the tree, leaning on her cane, and occasionally peered inside.
Duan Ye felt a pang of unease as he watched this scene, but he didn't know what to say.
Luo An's voice rang out: "Boss! Come and eat some cold noodles!"
Duan Ye turned his head and saw Luo An and the other two sitting under the pergola playing cards. All three of them were smiling broadly and waving at him.
Duan Ye: "Here we are!"
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