Xie Zhi was led to pick up his luggage, but he didn't expect that the alley of the hot pot restaurant was full of mysteries. Along the way, there were old people and children selling small accessories that girls liked, as well as cute little ornaments and dolls made by themselves.

But trading in such a hidden and narrow alley is like trading on the black market.

Seeing the waiter and the man walk in, almost everyone's eyes were on him, with hope and a wet feeling.

Xie Zhixin suddenly softened and couldn't help but pick up some small things from each stall, guessing that it might be something the girl might like. They had been husband and wife for several months, and it would be too embarrassing if he didn't even have this certainty.

When I came out with my stuff, I looked at the empty door and felt a little overwhelmed. Where is Jiaojiao? A bad picture immediately emerged in my mind, and I threw the luggage on the ground carelessly.

"Comrade, we don't want your luggage anymore." The waiter shouted, but the man rushed out without looking back.

The sharp black eyes kept searching the street. At this moment, Xie Zhi felt as if his heart was beating up. He regretted very much why he left her alone, and regretted not coming here earlier.

He looked towards a quieter street, specifically one without lights, but then he thought that one person's strength was so limited that he should ask the people at the hot pot restaurant for help.

"My husband, please save me..."

A familiar sound came to his ears and soon dissipated in the air. Xie Zhi still looked in the direction where the sound came from. In the dark corner, only the moonlight was faintly shining in. Half of the girl's body was exposed to the moonlight, revealing a pair of frightened eyes.

Xie Zhi couldn't describe his emotions. By the time he reacted, the man had been pulled away by him. He protected Jiaojiao behind him. When he saw the face of the man in front of him, murderous intent flashed in his black eyes.

"You are really looking for death."

Yuan Ling turned his head to look at Xu Jiaojiao with a smile on his face, but the girl's slender body was quickly hidden behind the man, and he could only see a little bit of her clothes.

"I didn't do anything to her, but the little cake is so cute."

After saying that, she smiled with an obsessed look on her face, and even licked the palm of her hand with the tip of her tongue in front of Xie Zhi, which was the place where she had just covered Jiaojiao's lips.

The fist hit Xie Zhi so hard that his eyes turned red. The force was intended to destroy his mind, but Yuan Ling was not a pushover. In his opinion, he did nothing but talk to his beloved girl. Why was this man so overbearing?

I definitely won't just lie down and get beaten like last time.

The two were entangled tightly together. Xu Jiaojiao squatted in the corner, hearing the sound of fists hitting flesh and bones breaking. She didn't have time to think about it. It was too scary.

"Who's there?"

When the two were fighting fiercely, a strong flashlight illuminated the dark corner. The two men continued to fight regardless of anything, while the female comrade next to them squatted on the ground with her hands folded.

Upon seeing this, the patrol officers immediately separated the two and then took them both back to the police station.

As the only female comrade in the institute, Xu Jiaojiao was taken care of carefully. The people who discovered them had sharp eyes, but looking at the numbness in the girl's eyes, how could they not understand?

But her clothes were not messy and her hair was not untidy, so people might think she was just in a bad mood.

Xie Zhi and Yuan Ling were both handcuffed and pressed into the interrogation room. They sat side by side like students in a class.

Yuan Ling was extremely excited when he saw the commotion had reached this point. Although he looked aloof and belonged to the same school as Xie Zhi, their attitudes were completely different.

He whistled and banged the table with his shackles, like a monkey jumping up and down.

On the other hand, Xie Zhi looked quiet and steady.

The person in charge of the interrogation yelled, it was finally time to get off work, no one would be happy to be pulled back: "Be quiet."

He slammed the table heavily and said, "I told you to be quiet. It's against the law to interfere with our work. Do you understand, little comrade?"

Yuan Ling found it quite boring to perform alone without anyone to cooperate with him, so he pouted and stopped playing, just staying there quietly.

"Why are you fighting? Xie Zhi, tell me."

"He took my wife to a secluded place, bullied her, and tried to do something bad to her, so I beat him."

The pen scribbled on the paper: "Is he right?"

Yuan Ling raised his head, turned his head stiffly, and grinned: "You are right, but I just want to kidnap her, I don't plan to do anything wrong."

The investigator frowned, wondering if this man had any mental problems. He had originally planned to watch the two argue, but he just admitted it: "Trafficking women is a serious crime."

Xie Zhi took a deep breath, his nose felt a little sore, and his voice was clear but a little hoarse.

"When we were at home, he tried to do something indecent to my wife and took her to the room by force. If I hadn't come to him in time, things would have been unpredictable."

The investigators looked at a handsome man with an innocent face and a decent appearance, but he actually did not do any good things.

"What he said is true."

Yuan Ling was very satisfied with his masterpiece and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He wished everyone knew that he had had close contact with the girl. There was twisted paranoia in his eyes.

"It's true."

Then he looked at Xie Zhi expectantly: "I really like Jiaojiao, sell her to me, and I will give you countless money."

"Nonsense, you want to be shot for trafficking in human beings."

He was guilty of trafficking women and having thoughts of rape, and had no ideological awareness during the interrogation. It was certain that Yuan Ling would spend a few years in jail. After writing down the detailed interrogation process, he looked at the two men opposite him.

"Now I can call my family, find a lawyer and everything."

Xie Zhi hesitated for a long time and finally decided to call his teacher. The teacher had a strong foundation in Qingcheng and he had escaped some of the events of the past, but now his roots were even deeper.

Over the years, even though he was placed in a low position, the teacher never gave up on him and helped organize some reports on rare books every month, simply maintaining a pen pal relationship, which made them much closer.

Yuan Ling was lying in the chair cheerfully and boredly, staring at the incandescent light above without blinking. It was extremely dazzling, but he kept looking until tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he never moved away.

"Comrade, do people with mental illness not need to go to jail?"

After Xu Jiaojiao drank the cup of hot water, she finally asked the first question of the night.

The accompanying female police officer's face choked, thinking of the man's sickly look, which seemed to make him most likely to be ill.

She said with an embarrassed look: "There is a joint hospital on the outskirts of the city. The mentally ill patients who violated the law will be sent there. We will manage and take care of them in a unified manner."

Xu Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembled with tears, and she raised her red and swollen eyes. Her crying was silent, but it also made people feel more pity for her.

"How long will he be detained?"

"There are relatively few references and cases available at present, so we can calculate it based on the time of sentencing." The female staff member hesitated.

Xu Jiaojiao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. It would be best if she was locked up for three to five years. However, it was much better than he had expected. It was estimated that in the future, the most she would be sentenced to would be educational detention for a period of time. Mental illness seemed to have become a golden ticket to immunity from death for these evil people.

The dark wind was wrapped in rain that kept falling. Two private cars were driving in the rainy night. They had the same destination, and finally, by coincidence, they met at the police station.