Just because one family was robbed might not do anything to Ma Xiaojun, after all, the incident was not serious enough and the child was a minor.
But now that so many people have come together to report the case, such a large amount of money cannot be left unresolved.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll register!"
"Everyone rest assured, we will definitely solve the case as soon as possible and recover the losses."
The police quickly recorded the amount and time of the theft for all the people who reported the case.
The crowd's anger did not subside, but instead they made demands.
"Comrade police officer, don't underestimate him just because he's a child. Give this little bastard a thorough interrogation."
"That's right, he must have stolen all our money. We can't let him go just like that."
"Releasing him again would endanger society and cause more people to suffer losses."
This is exactly what Jiang Manyue wants, so it is natural that she will not let these evildoers go.
The police officer had a hard time calming down the person who reported the case. If he hadn't stopped them, a group of people would have beaten Ma Xiaojun to death.
"Come here, lock him up for me. He must be interrogated thoroughly."
Ma Xiaojun's face turned pale, and his previous recklessness instantly turned into fear.
"No, no, you can't catch me!" he shouted excitedly.
"I, I'm still a minor, you can't put me in jail!"
He was struggling to avoid being caught and was still loudly protesting and trying to escape.
Qin Zhenbei looked at him with cold eyes: "Ma Xiaojun, you are indeed a minor, but your age does not mean that you will not be punished."
"Have you never heard of juvenile detention center? That place is specifically for punishing juvenile offenders."
"The amount of theft has reached the standard for sentencing. Juvenile detention is where you should go."
"Juvenile detention center?" Ma Xiaojun was dumbfounded. There was actually such a place.
If someone else had told him this, he probably wouldn't have believed it, but Qin Zhenbei felt an inexplicable sense of oppression in his military uniform.
"No, I don't want to go to the juvenile detention center!" He was dragged by the police and completely collapsed.
Although he was full of bad intentions, he was still a child of seven or eight years old after all.
He immediately broke down and grabbed Jiang Manyue tightly: "I, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again."
"Don't let them send me to juvenile detention. I was forced to do this."
"I didn't want to steal anything, it was Brother Azhe who forced me to do it."
"He always asked me to steal things, but he never gave me any money after he got it."
He broke down and cried, with tears and snot flowing into his mouth.
Everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment. After all this time, it was the same routine again.
The police officer, in particular, had a look of complete disbelief on his face: "Okay, kid, you're full of lies."
"I remember you saying the same thing when I caught you stealing a wallet before."
"Since you're young and admitted your mistakes, how many times have we let you go?"
"You still want to use this excuse now? No matter what you say today, I'll lock you up."
The families of the victims who were robbed also said: "That's right, don't believe his lies."
"Just arrest him and keep him under arrest for a few days, and make him take out all the money we have."
"If I catch this little liar, I will definitely break his legs."
"I remember his grandfather was stabbed to death on the spot for stealing."
Everyone hated this and stared at him, wishing they could execute him on the spot.
Jiang Manyue lowered her head coldly: "Ma Xiaojun, do you think anyone will believe it?"
He was panicking now and shook his head vigorously: "It's true, I'm not lying!"
"It was really Azhe who forced me to do it. He was the one who was responsible for scouting and tracking every time."
"After finding the target, he took me to climb over the wall to steal things."
"He also told me about the Maotai you had at home yesterday after seeing it."
Ma Xiaojun confessed everything at once, and even rolled up his sleeves for fear that people would not believe him.
His arms were covered with wounds and burns from cigarette butts.
I didn't expect that these injuries were both new and old.
"If I didn't do it well, he would beat me to death."
"Before, I had my grandfather to protect me, and at least I could have a hot meal."
"Now that grandpa is dead, he beats me even harder every time."
"Wow!" Ma Xiaojun couldn't help but burst into tears. "He also said that if I couldn't do it, he would chop off my hands and feet."
"Then he dragged me outside to perform and beg for food. I didn't dare to disobey him."
Those who had hated him just now gradually felt a little sympathetic after hearing this.
Jiang Manyue had heard before that many people kidnapped and trafficked orphans for training.
They were forced to perform shows or steal, and if they didn't obey, their hands and feet would be chopped off and they would be forced to beg.
It’s scary to think about it. Ma Xiaojun has no family now, so he has become a tool to make money.
Ma Qingxiang's old man probably knows everything and is in cahoots with him for money.
Although Azhe is very hateful, Ma Xiaojun is not a good person at heart.
"So you're the only child he has there? Are there any others?"
Ma Xiaojun nodded with tears in his eyes: "Erhua and Xiaozhen are also with us."
"They followed Brother Azhe earlier than me, and because they are better than me, they have basically never been caught."
"They were all responsible for stealing wallets from passersby, but I was the only one who climbed over the wall and stole things from inside the house."
"He was waiting outside last night. I gave him the Moutai liquor to sell once I got it."
Things became clearer and clearer. This guy named Azhe had three children in total.
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