Chapter 36: Tu Shan's Trial

Tu Shan clicked her tongue in disdain: "Look at how stingy you are. I'm not asking you to pay for this meal. You buy my grain, and at most, it'll cost you five yuan a meal. Add in some coarse grains, and it won't even reach five yuan. You'll even save on the labor fee. It's a great deal, think about it."

He Jiahuan felt a lump in his throat; even dragon meat wouldn't taste good now.

Is he stingy? Is he? Is he really?

Forget it, forget it. He brought this on himself.

"Isn't it dangerous for you to sell grain?"

Tu Shan patted his shoulder like a buddy: "Don't worry, it's all handled. Just tell me how much you want to buy, and I'll send it to Old Lu at the cafeteria and have him arrange it."

He Jiahuan slapped her hand away, annoyed: "Have some respect for your superiors. I'm your leader. First, let's have one..." He was conflicted. Ten jin felt like too little, but a hundred jin felt like a bit much.

"One thousand jin? You're so stingy. Fine, fine, one thousand jin it is. I'll send it to Old Lu later. As for the rest, you two can discuss it yourselves. Anyway, I have to eat breakfast at the cafeteria, and you can't let me go hungry."

She walked away after saying that, looking at He Jiahuan’s poor, stingy demeanor with utter contempt.

He Jiahuan was so angry he felt like he was having a heart attack. By the time Tu Shan walked away, he still hadn't managed to spit out the insults he had on the tip of his tongue.

One thousand jin... where was he supposed to get the money to buy one thousand jin?

After Tu Shan went out, she polished off four steamed buns before starting work.

At the unit, everyone—whether they had stayed up all night or not—received buns and grapes. With their bellies full, they had plenty of energy to work.

They continued to interrogate the group of people they had captured with high spirits.

Tu Shan also participated in the interrogation, but after a full round, she confirmed that these people truly knew nothing. After this interrogation, they could be directly detained.

Even if they didn't know the details behind the scenes, whether it was an independent act or an act of employment, grave robbing had to be punished by law.

Just as there was no progress, news came from the hospital.

"The person is awake and in good spirits. We conducted a brief questioning.

His name is Lin Yong, an orphan from the mountains. He joined this gang when he was about to starve to death and has been with them for seven years.

The other leader is named Tian Junjie. He is his superior and is responsible for all matters; Lin Yong only follows orders and has no decision-making power.

He doesn't know much, only that this batch of goods will be transported to Anyang River Wharf. Several batches have already arrived there, and on July 20th, all the goods will leave the wharf by sea," reported the young comrade guarding the hospital.

He Jiahuan frowned: "The 20th? Tomorrow? What's the specific time?"

"Lin Yong says he doesn't know. He is only responsible for delivering all the goods before tonight, and someone will be there to receive them.

But after tonight, they won't wait for him, and he doesn't know how to find them. Furthermore, he doesn't know who the other party is; they are the ones who will contact him."

He Jiahuan tapped the table in thought. In their industrial chain, the 'Mountain Ghosts' and 'Water Ghosts'—one is responsible for contact, the other for transportation.

Each performs their own duties and does not interfere with the other.

Supposedly, Lin Yong's group is responsible for the digging, so they shouldn't be involved in the transportation.

Yet Lin Yong says they are responsible for delivering it to the wharf?

Is it that they aren't a single operational unit, or is Lin Yong lying?

"Continue the interrogation."

"Yes."

He Jiahuan brought Li Hao over to ask about the interrogation of Tian Junjie.

Li Hao had been wearing Tian Junjie down for the past few days, and he was becoming irritable, his complexion looking quite poor.

"Still not saying a word. Even when I subtly mentioned the hospital and Zhang Limei, he had no reaction."

He Jiahuan narrowed his eyes: "I'll go ask."

"And me." Tu Shan poked her head in. He Jiahuan pursed his lips and endured it.

"Fine, come with me."

Tu Shan grinned and shoved two oranges into Li Hao's hands: "Eat these, they'll help cool your temper."

Li Hao let out a heavy breath; he was truly being driven crazy by the man surnamed Tian: "Thanks, Third Sister."

He Jiahuan and Tu Shan went in, but Tian Junjie ignored them.

He Jiahuan introduced himself, but Tian Junjie ignored him.

He Jiahuan asked a question, but Tian Junjie ignored him.

Tu Shan looked around.

There were no surveillance cameras in this era, no observation rooms, and no one watching at the door.

Tu Shan leaned over to He Jiahuan: "Captain, if I beat him up, and you don't say anything and I don't say anything, no one should know, right?"

He Jiahuan...

"We have discipline. You are not allowed to use force casually."

Tu Shan nodded: "I know, I won't use force casually."

Tian Junjie, who hadn't reacted at all, suddenly looked up at Tu Shan.

Tu Shan flashed a big smile: "What a coincidence, we meet again."

Tian Junjie lowered his head, still not saying a word.

Tu Shan leaned in with a grin: "Stop pretending. You remember me, and I remember you. I heard everything you said to Zhang Limei. Zhang Limei is your accomplice, but we're using her to catch a bigger fish, so we haven't arrested her yet.

But don't worry, she'll be here to keep you company."

He Jiahuan??

He Jiahuan didn't stop her and glared at Tu Shan.

Tu Shan winked at him, signaling him to relax; she knew what she was doing.

"By the way, Lin Yong said your goods have to be delivered to Anyang Wharf before tonight. Is that true or false? Also, his name is Lin Yong, right? Is he an orphan? He doesn't look like one. And you, is your name Tian Junjie? That name sounds very 'Little Japan'—is it your real name or a fake one? Or are you just a ghost hiding in our territory?"

"Little Tu," He Jiahuan warned Tu Shan through gritted teeth. There were rules and techniques to interrogation, too.

Tu Shan looked at He Jiahuan and gestured toward Tian Junjie: "Captain, don't be so impatient. Look, he's getting anxious; he's reacting."

He Jiahuan glanced at Tian Junjie, whose fists were clenched so hard the veins were popping. Fine, the conventional methods didn't work on this guy, so let Tu Sanmei, who was anything but normal, ask and see what she could get.

Tu Shan watched Tian Junjie trying to feign calmness and said with disdain: "No, your reaction is too fake. If you're not a good actor, stop acting.

Hey, I have a question I'm curious about. Help me clear it up.

Do you know who I am? Ling Yang's wife. You know Ling Yang, right? You're so close with Zhang Limei, you must know.

Zhang Limei has a good reputation at the hospital; no one believes she has feelings for Ling Yang. Tell me, does she actually have feelings for Ling Yang or not?"

Tian Junjie finally looked up and revealed an evil smile: "I don't know anything."

Tu Shan turned to look at He Jiahuan: "I acted after careful consideration; I didn't use force casually."

He Jiahuan??

Tu Shan punched Tian Junjie in the stomach. Tian Junjie let out a muffled groan, his body spasming in pain, his veins bulging as he tried to endure it.

He couldn't understand how the fist of such a thin, weak woman could hurt so much.

Of course it hurt; Tu Shan was treating him with her supernatural abilities—a VIP experience, absolutely.

He Jiahuan glared at Tu Shan. This was "careful consideration"?

Tu Shan looked innocent; she really had considered it carefully.

After the pain subsided, Tian Junjie glared fiercely at Tu Shan: "I'm going to report you."

Tu Shan walked over and leaned in, looking down at him: "I'll beat you, and I guarantee that no one will be able to find any wounds on your body. That would make it a false accusation, which carries an even heavier sentence.

Actually, I just want to know if Zhang Limei seduced Ling Yang. If you tell me, I won't hit you. You know, women who only have men on their minds aren't exactly normal."

Tian Junjie felt a dark, insane aura coming from Tu Shan—more gloomy than even those of them who had spent years lurking in the shadows.

Zhang Limei had also said that Tu Sanmei was a lunatic.

Was she really mentally unstable because of a man?

Could someone mentally unstable work here? Were they trying to fool him like an idiot?

The intelligence report didn't say Tu Sanmei had a job, nor did she have the presence and ability that this woman in front of him possessed.

"Who are you?"