Ming's mother quickly wiped her hands on herself nervously like a child who had done something wrong, and said embarrassedly: "May everything be fine, and may everything be fine every year."
Looking at his mother's aged face, Mingsen couldn't help feeling sad.
He felt that he was really unfilial, causing the old man to suffer in his old age, but there was nothing he could do to resist fate.
What can he do? The interest group behind Wang Wei is too big, and he simply does not have the courage to resist.
Even his parents and brothers are part of the control over him. If Mingsen dares to run away, the Ming family will definitely receive special care.
Mingsen's mind raced, but he remained calm. He consoled his mother, saying, "Mom, it's just a broken bowl. Let's buy a new one tomorrow."
Ming's mother agreed and swept away all the broken porcelain pieces.
After staying at home for one night, Mingsen left home before dawn.
He was afraid that if he delayed any longer he would not be able to bear it, so he quietly opened the door in the early morning when there were not many people around and went straight to the police station.
After the people walked away, Ming's mother walked out of the door and looked at her son's back and couldn't help sobbing.
Ming's father, who was standing next to him, put his arm around his old wife's shoulders and patted her arm to comfort her. The dim light perfectly hid the dark circles under his eyes.
On the other side, Mingsen walked down the desolate street.
Occasionally you will come across an old man sweeping the street with a big broom. Most other people are still sleeping at home.
He wondered if there would be anyone there at the police station.
When I arrived at the place, I found that there was still someone on duty, but the policeman was a little sleepy and looked listless.
Mingsen walked in, and the police asked, "Comrade, is there anything I can help you with?"
After a moment's silence, Mingsen confessed all his crimes.
From the beginning when he found Yin Zhijian to sell the black sand to the later bankruptcy and liquidation of Yuanhang Shipping, he told everything and took all the blame on himself.
The police officer was a little confused when taking the statement early in the morning, and his eyes widened when he heard the astronomical figure of 10 million.
He hiccuped in shock. "You mean to say you sold 10 million worth of sand of unknown origin? And the people in Shanghai refused to pay you back?"
Mingsen corrected him: "It was for personal gain that he secretly used the seal of the deputy director of the Water Conservancy Bureau to sell sand."
The police officer was now fully awake and wrote down every word the man said.
He only started reporting to his superiors when the director arrived during normal working hours. A large order worth 10 million was worth his separate report.
I briefly explained the matter in the office, emphasizing the amount of 10 million.
The director was indeed shocked by this figure. Such a large amount of money was lost in the interests of the local water conservancy bureau. Isn't this just pocketing the people's money?
He went to see Mingsen, who was temporarily detained, to ask for more details.
Mingsen refused to say more, repeatedly emphasizing that he sold the sand for money, but was defrauded.
The director knew there was something fishy going on, but there was nothing he could do since he couldn't get any more information.
He packed up his documents and was about to leave, but Mingsen's words made him turn back abruptly.
"Chief, can I redeem myself from my crime and earn merit? I overheard a women trafficking ring was about to target Xiang Mianmian."
The word "Xiang Mianmian" really touched the director's heartstrings, making him sit down again and ask Mingsen what was going on.
What a joke! The military camp has already mobilized retired police officers to provide close protection for Xiang Mianmian. How could he not know?
A big event like this must be the work of a very important boss, and the director knows exactly what is important and what is not.
Seeing this scene, Mingsen finally felt relieved.
He didn't say a word and blurted out all the words he had prepared in his mind.
"The night before last, I heard strangers talking next to my house. They were discussing how they had gotten close to Xiang Mianmian and were planning to kidnap her in the next few days."
Mingsen continued, "There's a young man named Feiying, and an older man whose situation is unknown. The younger one lives next to Xiang Mianmian and knows her teacher!"
In this short paragraph, the time, place and people are clearly stated.
The director actually had some inside knowledge of the current situation and knew that Mingsen’s so-called women trafficking team must be spies, but he did not make it public.
The fewer people who know about this, the better, so that the news won't leak out.
Even if Mingsen is about to face legal sanctions, it cannot be disclosed.
After Mingsen told the information he knew, he saw the director was in deep thought.
He was very knowledgeable and tactful, and did not disturb the director at this time. Instead, he let the director touch his chin and think about it before begging for mercy.
Even though he surrendered himself, and with the 15 years promised by Wang Wei, Mingsen still hoped that his sentence could be reduced.
The director thought about it and gave a positive answer: "If this is true, you can be considered to have made meritorious contributions while serving your sentence."
Crime is crime, but if this incident is indeed true and Xiang Mianmian was successfully rescued, Mingsen will not lose any of the reward.
But if it is false information, then "love education" is definitely indispensable.
Mingsen was overjoyed. Just as he was about to ask if he could use this merit to offset part of his prison sentence, he saw the director hurried out.
He walked hurriedly, as if in a hurry.
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