nucmednet Chapter 391 A Father with Passion
Chapter 391 A Father with Passion
The police officers present immediately perked up; Qi Tongwei was a talent for making up stories, and they were all filled with anticipation.
"There was a man in the village who was influenced by traditional ideas and favored sons over daughters."
"My wife gave birth to three daughters in a row. Even when the family planning officials came to our door, they couldn't do anything. They just said one thing: they wouldn't let me have a son. So I went to the government building and tried to commit suicide with a knife."
"He wasn't just talking casually. After his fourth daughter was born, family planning officials came to his door again and forcibly took away his family's old ox."
Without saying a word, he grabbed a kitchen knife from his home, went to the government building entrance, and slit his throat.
"The gruesome scene terrified the government personnel, and they were rushed to the hospital; thankfully, they were saved."
"After the incident, the family planning officials had no choice but to turn a blind eye and dared not do anything more about it."
"Brother, another year of hard work has passed, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, the fifth one will be a daughter."
"The villagers all laughed at him, saying he was destined to be sonless, but he refused to believe it. As long as he was alive, he would work as hard as he could."
"When his sixth child was born, the villagers made a bet with him: if it was a daughter, he would treat the whole village to a meal; if it was a son, the whole village would treat him to a meal."
"What's outrageous is that he actually agreed. With the child's first cry, the villagers were overjoyed, because it was yet another girl without a son."
"His family was already poor, but he still borrowed money and grain to treat the whole village to a feast. Although he was stubborn, he worked tirelessly, so the villagers were all willing to lend him money."
When his seventh child was born, the villagers still made the bet with him. This time, the villagers laughed, but the man cried because he had finally had a son.
"With a son, men work even harder, as if they have inexhaustible energy."
"Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. The man's son is engaged, but he is still like an old ox, raising his son and now he has to raise his grandson."
Unfortunately, fate intervened; the man's son met with a sudden and tragic end, dying a week before his wedding.
The man is foolish and ignorant; his son is his obsession, yet he is also a kind person—this is indeed a contradiction.
After hearing the story, the police officers present gradually went from being angry to feeling very sympathetic towards the man.
Qi Tongwei laughed and said, "Gao Jun, your ex-wife gave birth to two sons for you. Do you have any feelings for your sons?"
For some reason, the ruthless bandit Gao Jun suddenly felt a chill. Why was this damned policeman talking about his son? Was he trying to persuade him with his son? But he wasn't that stupid. A person should be happy in this life. As for his son, he could just let his ex-wife raise him.
The police officers present had no idea what Qi Tongwei was up to, but judging from his ambiguous smile, he was definitely up to no good.
Qi Tongwei took a drag of his cigarette, flicked the ash onto the ground, and suddenly his face was filled with a heart-wrenching sorrow.
"Gao Jun, that man's son is the security guard you beat to death at Handong Bank a couple of days ago."
Hearing this, the police officers present got goosebumps all over. Although they knew that Qi Tongwei was making up a story, the shock was so great that it felt real.
The ruthless bandit Gao Jun was suddenly panicked. That man had gone through so much to have a son, and if he died like this, he would definitely not let it go. After all, he had even dared to commit suicide in front of the government building.
The deadbeat cop asked him if he had feelings for his son. Was he implying something to him...? He didn't dare to think any further.
Zhang Zheng and Lan Ying immediately understood the implication of Qi Tongwei's words: it was a blatant threat, since the police could help that man find the home address of the ex-wife of the notorious bandit Gao Jun.
This was a violation of discipline. Both men were sweating bullets for Qi Tongwei, yet they also exclaimed how brilliant he was, as if they were walking on a knife's edge.
Zhao Donglai suddenly understood, and only Wu Dali was gritting his teeth in anger, instantly creating a sinister and eerie atmosphere in the ward.
"What do you want to do? What do you want to do to my son?"
The notorious bandit Gao Jun was terrified. Even if he was executed, he still had a son to carry on the family line, so his life wouldn't have been in vain.
Qi Tongwei couldn't help but burst into laughter, a laugh bordering on maniacal. "Gao Jun, you're overthinking it. But revenge has always been ingrained in our genes."
"It's not surprising that the man, grieving the loss of his son, would do something drastic."
"As a father, he wanted to get justice for his son. If the law couldn't punish the bad guys, he would do it himself. Such a man, such a courageous man, who would dare to laugh at him for being cowardly? Any man would give him a thumbs up."
These words carried a distinctly threatening tone, and the ruthless bandit Gao Jun cried out in alarm.
"You're a police officer, this is instigating a crime. If anything happens to my son, you'll be the murderer."
Qi Tongwei stared intently at the ruthless bandit Gao Jun as if he were a dead man, his eyes filled with murderous intent. If he were to go all out, he could definitely slap him to death.
"So you're scared too? When you, you son of a bitch, were beating up your fellow countrymen like Japanese devils, did you ever think about their families?"
"You even instigated a crime? Guess whether the judge will believe me, a police officer, or you, a robber and murderer?"
The ruthless bandit Gao Jun was terrified, but he couldn't believe that this dead policeman would ruin his future for a stranger.
"This story is a lie, I won't fall for it, I won't believe anything you say."
Qi Tongwei's expression was like an iceberg at tens of degrees below zero.
"What if you don't believe me? Twenty-five lives, twenty-five fathers. Even you, a robber and murderer, love your child. Their fatherly love is definitely greater than yours."
The ruthless bandit Gao Jun couldn't refute this statement. He had abandoned his wife and children and had several lovers outside. However, when someone threatened him with his son, he simply couldn't remain as calm as he was when he committed murder.
"It's because of arrogant privileged classes like yours that so many people are willing to break the law and commit crimes."
"Why is it that I work hard all month and only earn a few dozen yuan, while those officials can earn hundreds of thousands with just a word?"
"Damn it, is this fair?"
It is indeed unfair, and Qi Tongwei hates it just as much.
"So you're going to rob a bank?"
"The bank's money belongs to the country, and the country's money belongs to the people. Why are you accusing me of robbery?"
The ruthless bandit Gao Jun was starting to lose his composure. He didn't think he had done anything wrong. Rich people's villas even had bigger toilets than his own homes. Did they earn that money by working honestly? Bullshit. It was robbery too, just a little more discreet.
"So, you hate officials, you hate rich people, and you regret not being born into a powerful family?"
The notorious bandit Gao Jun became agitated, saying, "Yes, when I was a child, I was always hungry and cold. Do you think the children of officials and the children of the wealthy ever went hungry or cold?"
"But the people you killed during the bank robbery were all children from ordinary families."
"So what? Anyone who gets in my way of getting rich, I'll kill them."
The ruthless bandit Gao Jun's face was contorted with rage, and he no longer pretended. He had never felt remorse for killing people; as long as he could make a fortune, murder and arson were nothing to him.