After seeing Wang Fang off, Wang Wanjun lit a cigarette and sat down at the table to smoke.
Amidst the swirling smoke, even his expressionless face took on a somber tinge.
His grandfather and Wang Zhongli's father were brothers. It is said that the first generation is close, the second generation is distant, and the third and fourth generations are gone.
Although they were all nominally members of the Wang family, they were merely poor relatives of the Wang family. Apart from occasionally meeting during holidays, they barely exchanged a few words throughout the year.
The Wang family was once a well-off family, but their current status in Kyoto is all thanks to the hard work of their direct lineage.
During the chaotic period, Wang Zhongli's father and Wang Wanjun's grandfather parted ways due to disagreements. The grandfather and another brother chose to live a quiet life in their ancestral home, guarding their family property. They believed that no matter who ruled the country, it would not affect ordinary people like them.
Wang Zhongli's father, along with his family and a small portion of their inheritance, defected to the Communist Party.
As Wang Zhongli's relatives passed away one after another, Wang Wanjun's grandfather and great-uncle were even more grateful that they had not followed that branch of the family.
As Wang Zhongli rose higher and higher in rank and gained more and more power, the attitudes of the other two factions changed from mockery and contempt to fawning and flattery.
Outsiders all thought that the Wang family was united, but in fact, Wang Zhongli and Wang Zhongren looked down on the other two branches.
If it weren't for the fact that there was an elderly uncle still alive, whom they respected and respected, they might have severed all ties and cut off all contact long ago.
It's one thing to be difficult to reach Wang Zhongli and Wang Zhongren, but they also don't have many juniors who can even talk to them.
Wang Jie was not in Kyoto; he had been transferred to work in the Northwest years ago. Wang Jingtao was an aloof person who didn't pay any attention to them. It took him a lot of effort to get close to Wang Fang.
The world is different now than before. Before, the Wang family was considered a local gentry, and they thought they were superior to others. But in the new society, they are just the lowest of the low, the "stinking intellectuals".
If it weren't for Wang Zhongli's branch, the other two branches might all be classified as "black five categories" now.
Therefore, he must take advantage of the fact that the old man is still alive and leverage the Wang family's influence to gain as much as possible.
Even if Wang Fang hadn't offered him anything, he would still have taken advantage of her kindness.
Despite working in the police force now, he wasn't originally a professional, and he doesn't have any advantages in physical fitness or investigative skills.
He's gotten to where he is today because he spends a good portion of his monthly salary on social interactions and maintaining relationships.
There are several children in the family, and his wife is just an ordinary textile factory worker.
The eldest brother is dating, and his girlfriend wants a job and a dowry. If Huai Liu can get a job as a sales clerk at Friendship Department Store, he can give his current job as a weighing and counting clerk at the coking coal plant to his girlfriend.
This problem has been solved, which is a big relief for the family. With the new daughter-in-law joining the family at the end of the year, we might even have a baby next year.
Wang Wanjun rubbed his face, a determined look flashing in his eyes, and made up his mind in an instant.
Inside the detention center.
Looking haggard, Qin Xiangxiang huddled in a corner, stuffing a fist-sized cornbread into her mouth, her eyes darting around warily. When she couldn't stand it anymore, she quickly drank a mouthful of the now-cold cabbage soup.
The moment the eldest sister in the dormitory looked over, she quickly stuffed the remaining half of the steamed bun into her mouth.
Then, as if in fear, she lowered her eyes, and only after the sharp gaze moved away from her did she dare to continue chewing the food in her mouth.
As expected, the steamed bun in number 117's hand was snatched away again. She seemed to have resigned herself to her fate, or perhaps she didn't care. Her face was cold and devoid of any emotion.
She didn't even look up at the person who snatched her cornbread; she just numbly lowered her head and drank her plain cabbage soup.
The mealtime passed quickly, and after sitting quietly for a while, it was time to go outside for some fresh air.
This was a rare opportunity to move around in the yard, and everyone's faces finally showed a bit more vitality.
Qin Xiangxiang followed behind the crowd, her eyes darting around, trying to find the guard who had helped her deliver the message.
It's been so many days, why haven't Meifang and Chang'an arrived yet?
Even if we can't persuade Su Yi, there's still the Wang family, right? If all else fails, we can come and visit them first.
She had been inside for more than half a month and had learned some of the unspoken rules. As long as her family took good care of her, she could not only stay in a double room or a triple room, but even her daily meals could be changed from cornbread with pickled vegetables to stir-fries.
If either Meifang or Chang'an could come to visit her, her situation wouldn't be any worse than it is now. She knows her own child and would never stand by and watch her suffer.
One by one, people walked out of the iron gate walkway. Many people couldn't stand the glaring light and subconsciously raised their hands to shield their eyes.
The courtyard was spacious, and the high walls prevented everyone from seeing any outside scenery. They could only gaze at the distant mountains and look up at the blue sky above.
"Number 117, step forward!"
The woman, her face blank, slowly turned her head. Seeing the guard beckoning to her, she walked over expressionlessly.
The female guard holding an iron rod looked at Wang Wanjun with a fawning expression and said, "Officer Wang, please ask whatever you want!"
He then berated Officer 117, who had approached him, saying, "Officer Wang wants to investigate some case details with you. Cooperate well, and we'll try to get you lenient treatment!"
Wang Wanjun led No. 117 to the corner of the wall, pretending to take out a document from his briefcase. Several documents were held together by a zebra-striped colorful hair clip.
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