Golden Village. Ancestral hall.
Apart from the women, all of the more than one hundred men in Jin Village stood in the ancestral hall.
Director Yu did not show up; it was Zhao Daming who made the arrest.
At this moment, Zhao Daming's face was tense as he watched Liu Zhongren press Jingangshan to the ground.
Jin Gangshan cried and wailed, claiming he was wronged.
The old village chief, Jin Hanshan, thumped his cane, his body trembling with anger, staring intently at Jin Gangshan.
"Officer, are you sure you're not mistaken? Gangshan is a native of our village, how could he be a Japanese soldier?" someone muttered.
Zhao Daming took a breath, his voice simmering with anger, "I didn't say he was definitely a Japanese soldier. But he's definitely connected to the Japanese."
He walked a few steps to the foot of Jingang Mountain, looked down at him, and asked, "Did you ever go into the entrance of that Japanese biological warfare base in the orchard outside the village?"
Before Jin Gangshan could utter a word, the villagers were in an uproar. They had no idea that such a place existed outside the village.
"Officer, I really don't know what base this is!" Jin Gangshan panicked, his face turning pale.
"How come the footprints in the base are yours?" Zhao Daming pressed on.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Jin Gangshan was stunned for a moment, then cried even harder.
"My parents were stabbed to death by the Japanese devils, how could I be a Japanese devil! I don't recognize those footprints!"
Zhao Daming turned to Jin Hanshan, "Recently, someone wants to rent out that orchard east of the village entrance?"
Jin Hanshan swayed slightly, his eyes practically spitting fire as he looked at Jin Gangshan. "It's going to be contracted out to Gangshan."
really!
Zhao Daming felt more confident.
"Village chief, I'm innocent! It wasn't me who insisted on taking over that orchard, it was you who persuaded me to!" Jin Gangshan cried out.
"Hmph!" Zhao Daming sneered, his eyes like knives. "Who's the other one?"
"Officer, I'm truly innocent!"
"Still trying to deny it? There are two footprints in the base, one with the left shoe sole worn down badly, proving there's something wrong with the right leg. In the entire Jin Village, besides you, whose right leg is lame?"
"This, this..." Jin Gangshan's face turned red, and he couldn't speak.
"Jingangshan, confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely! Think about how your parents died!"
"I...I am Jin Gangshan! I am not a Japanese devil!" Jin Gangshan roared, his eyes bloodshot.
At the entrance of the ancestral hall, Zhong Te squinted as he surveyed Jingang Mountain.
If this kid wasn't lying, could it be that someone stole his shoes and framed him?
It's not impossible. But for now, he won't say anything.
Sudden.
Jin Gangshan, whose arm was being twisted by Liu Zhongren, let out a strange cry, and his arm made a crisp "crack" sound as he suddenly sprang up.
Zhao Daming's expression changed, and his hand reached for his waist.
"I'm not a Japanese soldier!"
"Bang!"
Before Zhao Daming could draw his gun, Jin Gangshan rammed his head into a nearby pillar.
It was very powerful.
Jin Gangshan's forehead was ripped open, and his face was covered in blood.
Liu Zhongren's face turned green. If this man died, he'd be in big trouble. He cursed.
He lunged forward, pressing his knee into Jin Gangshan's chest and then pressing his hand against his forehead.
Jin Gangshan's face was covered in blood, and his eyes were somewhat unfocused.
"Gangshan is trying to kill himself in front of us!" an old man said in a trembling voice.
"Officer, you can't frame people like this without evidence! You call us animals, and we accept it!"
"But you said Gangshan was a Japanese devil... that's a disgrace to his ancestors!" another villager shouted excitedly.
The villagers grew increasingly agitated, and Zhao Daming's face turned ashen as he cursed Jingangshan for being cunning.
Village chief Jin Hanshan gripped his cane tightly, his chest heaving, he was also unsure of what to do.
But people can't die here.
"Officer, let's stop the bleeding first."
"Yes." Zhao Daming nodded. Jin Gangshan couldn't die. He looked at Zhong Te at the entrance of the ancestral hall. "Deputy Chief Zhong, could you please find something to stop the bleeding?"
"Okay," Zhong Te replied and quickly walked away.
The police were fully equipped, with gauze and medicine.
Soon, Zhong Te brought in two police officers. The officers opened the medical kit and quickly bandaged Jin Gangshan's wound.
Jin Gangshan's hands were cuffed behind his back. The blood on his face had been wiped away, but the bloodshot eyes were even more frightening. He was still shouting:
"I'm not a Japanese soldier! I don't help the Japanese! I'm innocent!"
"Gangshan, don't worry, the police won't wrong an innocent person," a villager reassured him.
"Yes, yes, we believe you too!"
"Gangshan!"
Suddenly, everyone in the ancestral hall changed their expressions.
Suddenly, Jin Gangshan lunged forward, his neck stiff, his Adam's apple colliding directly with the tweezers held by the police officer next to him!
"puff!"
Blood spurted out.
The sharp tweezers plunged into Jingangshan's throat.
The police officer turned pale with fright, and his hand loosened, causing the tweezers to fall to the ground.
Zhao Daming roared, rushed over to support the collapsed Jin Gangshan, and shouted to Liu Zhongren, "Quick! Uncuff the handcuffs!"
"Oh, oh, oh!" Liu Zhongren hurriedly took out his keys.
"I... am not... a Japanese soldier!"
With his last breath, Jin Gangshan roared out this sentence, then his head lolled to the side and he remained motionless.
"Quick! Save him!" Zhao Daming roared at the two terrified police officers.
The two police officers were dumbfounded; they only knew how to bandage wounds, not how to treat such a life-threatening injury.
Jin Gangshan's eyes widened, but his anger vanished.
Village chief Jin Hanshan's body went limp, and he would have fallen if someone hadn't been there to support him.
The ancestral hall was deathly silent, then came suppressed sobs.
The men of Jin Village stared at Zhao Daming and his group with hostile eyes.
"Officers, are you satisfied now?" a man asked in a hoarse voice.
“Gangshan… was driven to his death by you all…”
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