Chapter 83

Chapter 84: Punishment

While Zhao Heng was defending himself to Zhao Siqing and the others, Changkong remained silent, leaning against the wall. He subtly scanned the room, his sharp gaze passing over everyone's face. This chaotic situation was most likely to lead to unexpected events. Suddenly, his peripheral vision fell on one of the accompanying police officers.

The latter was opening his gun bag, a cold glint in his eyes. Changkong slightly narrowed his eyes, his finger resting on the iron bar. Liu Zhaoyi had always been a man of great integrity. Since he had promised to be Zhao Heng's brother, he would never let anyone harm Zhao Heng, not even the police.

At this moment, Zhao Heng sneered, "Captain Zhao, can you explain this?"

Zhao Siqing's expression changed, and she gritted her teeth in response, "We will investigate this! You don't need to worry about it!"

Zhao Heng then shouted at a scar-faced man, "Why investigate? He's the main culprit. You can interrogate them directly."

As soon as the words were spoken, the scar-faced man, who had been pretending to be dead, immediately flipped over and rushed to the side of the police, shouting, "No, those aren't my people. I just wanted to teach this kid a lesson. I didn't expect someone to sneak in and kill him. Government, it really has nothing to do with me. I didn't want to kill him."

"I'm a good citizen, and I'm about to be released. Why would I kill anyone?"

Although the scar-faced man was a king in the prison, even the king of kings, facing a capital crime, he naturally had to come forward and clear himself. Knowing the deep waters of the prison, he was well aware that if he didn't quickly expose the truth in public, he might be killed to cover up the crime or be made a scapegoat that night.

The person who could send so many people into the prison to kill Zhao Heng must have power far beyond his ability to resist. Therefore, the scar-faced man pointed at the killers on the ground, repeatedly emphasizing, "These are not my brothers. They only entered the prison last night. If you don't believe me, you can check the prison records or ask the other inmates."

"They have nothing to do with us. They just used us as a cover to commit the crime."

Then he took off his shirt and pants and quickly spun around twice, "Government, please look clearly. I have no old injuries, and my physical condition is good. If I die in the next few days, it must be because someone is trying to silence me. They are trying to silence me."

The scar-faced man took the initiative to expose himself to avoid being the scapegoat that night.

Zhao Siqing's expression changed. The words of the scar-faced man indirectly confirmed Zhao Heng's claims. She glanced at the injured on the ground, but it was difficult to determine if they were members of the Qing Gang. She then shouted at a companion, "Quickly take them to the hospital for treatment and check their records."

"Remember, not one of them can die, and not one can escape!"

Zhao Siqing added firmly, "We must find out who they are!"

The companion nodded, "Understood!"

While her subordinates were busy, Zhao Siqing turned to Zhao Heng, "No matter what, you have injured people! Zhao Heng, you now have three cases on your record: the severed hand incident at Huahai Bar, the fight at Huada University, and the canteen incident. You will be in prison for years."

"If they are killers, they will be punished by the law, but you won't escape either."

In Zhao Siqing's view, even if these suspects had ulterior motives, it was still trouble Zhao Heng had brought upon himself. She didn't care about the reasons; she only recognized the facts she saw. The two bloody incidents at the bar and the canteen had pushed Zhao Heng to the forefront of public attention.

"Officer Zhao, you sound very responsible."

Zhao Heng sneered, his tone filled with disdain, "But why did you pretend to be drunk and leave me behind when facing the Qing Gang? If you had shown a fraction of your current courage back then, would the bloodshed at Huahai Bar have happened? Would I have been in such danger? Would the Qing Gang have lost so many hands?"

"All the bloodshed is due to your decision!"

Zhao Heng didn't want to bring up Zhao Siqing's shameful past, but seeing her act without discernment, he felt disappointed and decided to scorch her, "Captain Zhao, you have disgraced your police uniform in the past, and now you are disgracing the people's police."

Zhao Heng mocked, "Unfair law enforcement..."

"Yes! I pretended to be drunk! It was my shame and my mistake!"

A trace of anger crossed Zhao Siqing's face. She knew that pretending to be drunk at Huahai Bar would be a lifelong shadow, but she was trying to make amends. So, when Zhao Heng pointed this out, she directly tore off her mask, "I know I was wrong that time, so I can't make the same mistake again."

She pointed at Zhao Heng, resolutely, "From now on, I will handle every case properly!"

Zhao Heng laughed, "It seems I will always be your scapegoat."

"Enough talk!"

Zhao Siqing's gaze was sharp as she stared at Zhao Heng. After tearing off her mask, she felt much more at ease. Ignoring the puzzled looks exchanged by her companions, she sneered, "You don't seem to have any injuries, so you don't need to go to the hospital. I will put you in solitary confinement."

"I will interrogate you later... You are too dangerous."

Zhao Heng wasn't surprised by Zhao Siqing's attempt to break his spirit. He smiled and looked at the sky outside, "Officer Zhao, if you want to take revenge, do it quickly. Soon, someone will bail me out, and then you won't have the chance to torment me. And when I get out, I will repay your kindness."

Zhao Heng's indifference to solitary confinement made Zhao Siqing see him as a pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. She coldly snorted, "Don't be so naive. You committed such a crime, and even the Du family can't protect you, let alone guarantee it."

"Take Zhao Heng into custody."

Zhao Siqing bit her lip, "Send him to solitary confinement!"

Following her orders, several prison guards emerged from behind their shields, handcuffs in hand, and cautiously approached Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng watched them calmly, making no move. This only made the guards more wary, as they judged Zhao Heng to be a very dangerous person based on the injuries of the other inmates.

They feared they might suffer the same fate as the inmates and were also wary of Zhao Heng's background, having caught the mention of the Du family. However, they had no choice but to act, as the chief and the warden had given orders, and Zhao Siqing was in charge of the case, requiring all departments to cooperate closely.

Thus, for the sake of their livelihood, they swallowed their saliva and reluctantly approached Zhao Heng with their handcuffs.

Zhao Heng coughed, and the police instinctively paused.

Zhao Siqing was angry at her companions' cowardice and wanted to break Zhao Heng's spirit.

So she shouted, "Quickly handcuff him. If he resists, shoot him." Just as she had done in the bar, she was a woman who would never let a slight go unpunished. Zhao Heng had provoked her, and he had to pay the price, especially since this bastard had repeatedly embarrassed her.

"Handcuff him!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Changkong raised his left hand, and an iron bar flashed. A police officer screamed, and a gunshot rang out, hitting the ceiling, sending dust flying. The surrounding prison guards raised their guns, shouting at Zhao Heng and Changkong, "Don't move! Don't move!"

They were all angry that someone would dare to resist the police, not taking them seriously. The gun barrels trembled, and the scene became chaotic. Zhao Heng didn't react violently, just spreading his hands to show he had no weapons, preventing the police from using it as an excuse to shoot.

Changkong also raised his hands, as clean as ever.

"Stop!"

Amid the commotion and shouts, even the threat of gunfire, Zhao Siqing remained calm, spreading her arms to stop her companions from advancing. She then focused her gaze on the screaming police officer, who had been pierced through the arm by the iron bar, leaning against a table, breathing heavily, and bleeding profusely.

A police gun lay on the ground, still emitting a faint smell of gunpowder, clearly indicating that he had intended to shoot secretly but was caught by Changkong, who had been watching coldly. Zhao Heng didn't even frown, sneering at the police officer, "You call yourself a police officer, yet you only know how to shoot from behind."

"Officer Zhao, what a fine example of police conduct."

Hearing Zhao Heng's sarcastic remarks, Zhao Siqing's face turned extremely ugly. She was furious at Zhao Heng's public humiliation of the police, but she also knew that Zhao Heng had the moral high ground. So she glanced at the injured police officer and sternly demanded, "Give me an explanation."

"Captain Zhao, this guy is too dangerous."

The injured police officer, holding his arm and wincing in pain, cast a venomous glance at Changkong, wishing he could strangle the pale young man. If not for this bastard, he would have had at least an 80% chance of shooting Zhao Heng, "I was afraid he would cause trouble, so I wanted to use my gun to intimidate him, but it went off accidentally."

He forced a laugh, "It went off accidentally..."

Although Zhao Siqing suspected that the situation was not so simple and that this companion might have been secretly bought by the Qing Gang, she had no evidence. Moreover, her main goal was to deal with Zhao Heng, so she temporarily ignored the truth about the accidental discharge, just coldly saying, "Be more careful in the future!"

The injured police officer, in pain, replied, "Understood!"

As he bowed and retreated, he glared at Changkong.

Zhao Siqing waved her gun, "Take Zhao Heng and Changkong away!"

She specifically emphasized, "Keep a close eye on him!"

Dozens of armed police quickly separated Zhao Heng and Changkong, the sound of shackles accompanying Zhao Heng's footsteps gradually fading away, disappearing from people's sight. Zhao Siqing had already decided not to interrogate Zhao Heng about his crimes for the time being, wanting to first crush his arrogance and audacity. Without subduing Zhao Heng's arrogance, it would be difficult to make progress in the investigation.

"Hmph, I'll see how you get out of this!"

Zhao Siqing bit her lip, "I will nail you to the cross!"

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