Qingcheng.
Although Ai Mingyuan was still holding on, he felt that he couldn't hold on for much longer.
If you don't tell, your whole family will suffer; if you do tell, your whole family will still suffer.
In this environment of daily interrogation, his nerves were like a tightly strung string, as if they would break at the slightest touch.
He knew very well that if he didn't confess, the consequences would be even more severe if he were mistaken for one of those spies.
That would mean utter destruction.
He let out a breath and began with difficulty, "I...I'll talk..."
These two short words seemed to have exhausted all their strength, and the arrogant feeling they had when they first arrived was gone.
He now felt that this place was incredibly strange. His life used to be smooth sailing, but now he was so unlucky that he had nothing to say.
After making the decision, the heaviness in his body seemed to lighten a bit, but he knew that this ease was just a calm acceptance of the outcome.
The next day, news came from the Xiangyang Brigade that Ai Mingyuan would be sent to Beidu, and it seemed that the matter was quite serious and had already exceeded what they could handle.
In the dead of night, Zhang Desheng, unable to sleep, tossed and turned. Old Zhang tapped the wall with his pipe and shouted, "What are you doing in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? Making pancakes?"
Zhang Desheng was really preoccupied with something. Finally, he got up and went to Old Zhang's room. As soon as he entered, a pipe came flying at him. He reacted quickly and caught it, exclaiming, "Dad, are you trying to make your son stupid?"
Old Zhang snorted.
Zhang Desheng chuckled and moved closer to his father, saying, "I just can't figure it out. You know how I am; once I can't figure something out, I can't sleep at night..."
"What can't you figure out?"
Zhang Desheng hurriedly spoke up: "What if he tells us about Ai Mingyuan's matter, about the Fu family's matter?"
Old Zhang chuckled and said, "You're such a fool. He might want to say it, but I doubt he'll even have the chance. Even if he did, the Fu family is already publicly dissolved. Mr. Shi is just a distant relative. What business is it of Mr. Shi if they're secretly watching people?"
Shi Lingheng had no idea about the conversation between the Zhang father and son. If he had known, he probably would have raised an eyebrow and found it somewhat interesting.
Regarding Ai Mingyuan's matter, he was of course not worried about what Ai Mingyuan would say to others. All he knew was what he wanted him to know, and he was even more eager for him to tell him. In this way, like a ball of yarn, more and more clues would be obtained in the end.
Stirring up trouble is meant to make everything clear.
However, he figured the journey would be anything but peaceful, and he didn't want Ai Mingyuan to get into any trouble on the way and never have a chance to speak again. So he specially asked Ruan Jiu to accompany him and protect him all the way, to ensure his safety.
He really hopes he can be alright.
At that moment, Ai Mingyuan, now handcuffed, boarded the train, surrounded by people guarding him. For some reason, he suddenly sneezed.
He glanced instinctively at the bustling carriage, and for some reason, he had a bad feeling.
At the village chief's house, Li Dafu was also having trouble sleeping, wondering what had happened...
Can't these young kids just behave themselves? They're making everyone uneasy. I hope nothing bad happens.
I couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I got up, found a scrap of paper, and mumbled a bunch of things down. I planned to have a serious talk with the educated youth tomorrow and make sure that such things never happened again.
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