Chapter 280: Animal

Translator: Tim Editor: Fish Creek

“Yuan Meixiang, Yuan Gong, you two are suspected of involvement in a murder in Jing Kou, Fang He town. You must return for questioning,” the seemingly weak and fat police chief said seriously.

The young woman calmed down, looked around, and said, “I’ll go with you, but I know I won’t be coming back. I’ll tell everyone here what happened, what’s hidden in this world.”

“Take her away… Yuan Meixiang, if you have anything to say, tell your lawyer…” the police officer yelled, cutting her off.

“Haha… my lawyer? Once I’m in your hands, I’ll be destroyed,” Yuan Meixiang laughed, her face growing increasingly miserable.

Two officers behind the chief grabbed her, preparing to handcuff her.

Zang Jiayan stood up, pointing at the officers. “Let her go. Let her speak. What can’t others hear?”

The chief narrowed his eyes, looking coldly at Zang Jiayan. “You’re going to help a suspect resist arrest?”

Zang Jiayan slammed the tea table. “Resist arrest? You’re a traffic officer! What right do you have? I’ve seen bigger things. She’s a suspect, then suddenly a culprit? Black becomes white so easily! Sister, tell us what happened. We’ll see who won’t let you speak.”

Murmurs filled the carriage. Many agreed Zang Jiayan was right; Yuan Meixiang deserved a chance to speak.

An officer impatiently retorted, “Who do you think you are, telling a traffic officer what to do? We can take you away too!”

Zang Jiayan laughed, producing a certificate and several medals. “Who am I? I’m a soldier. Where were you when I bled for my country? Am I not allowed to speak?”

The chief examined the military certificate—a veteran’s certificate, with second- and third-level honors. The numerous awards shocked him, but he wisely ignored them, claiming ignorance.

Seeing the officers hesitate, Yuan Meixiang seized her opportunity. Sobbing, she said, “Three years ago, after graduating from the University of Finance, I was illegally detained in Jing Kou, Fang Nan town, by Dou Sen and forced to marry him. He viciously beat me if I disobeyed.”

Yuan Meixiang lifted her clothes, revealing shocking marks on her body and hands.

“Disgraceful!” Zang Jiayan slammed the table again. Even the passengers felt sympathy.

Yuan Meixiang wiped her eyes and continued, “Half a year later, I escaped and went to the Fang He town police department, but I was beaten and returned to Dou Sen. I had a child, sold by Dou Sen. I tried to escape again, but he guarded and tortured me more. He was broke and wanted me to sleep with his friends, to sell my body. I refused. My brother, Yuan Gong, found me after three years. He went to the police, but I stopped him. Dou Sen found out, he tied my brother up. I begged him to release my brother.”

Her weak-looking brother rubbed his eyes and supported her.

Yuan Meixiang sniffed, “Dou Sen agreed, but a friend told me his real plan—selling my brother’s kidney. That night, while he was drunk, I stole his keys and freed my brother. But Dou Sen found us. I fought him, accidentally cutting his neck. My brother is innocent. I know I won’t return if I go to jail, but please let my brother go.”

“Animal!” Zang Jiayan raged. “Is there no law? Dou Sen deserved to die! Why can’t you leave after going in? You officers are polluting the country I fought for!”

The officers hesitated, fearing public outrage.

As the train reached the station, Yuan Meixiang said miserably, “Dou Sen’s brother is the Fang He police chief. I heard he harmed the previous chief, a righteous man. If I go in, I’m dead. I killed Dou Sen, my brother is innocent. Please let my brother go.”

“You’re finished. Someone will take you away. Explain everything at the station,” the chief said hesitantly, looking at Zang Jiayan.

Zang Jiayan, though unable to stop their arrest, felt compelled to act.

Two more officers burst into the carriage. The leading officer, with triangular eyes, glared at the siblings.

“Dou Lin…” Yuan Meixiang trembled at the sight of him.

Ye Mo patted Zang Jiayan, who was about to speak. “When Dou Lin attacks, record everything.”

Zang Jiayan, though confused, nodded and took out his phone.

“Old Fa, why haven’t you handcuffed her? Han Dan, take these murderers away,” Dou Lin coldly ordered.

Ye Mo stepped forward, stopping Dou Lin. “Dou Sen’s brother? He raped and abused a woman, sold organs, and you helped? Scum.” He knew from Yuan Meixiang’s demeanor that she was telling the truth.

Dou Lin, about to dismiss Ye Mo, lost control at “scum,” kicking at Ye Mo.

Ye Mo sneered, kicking Dou Lin’s Achilles tendon and then his forehead. “Tell me everything. Your crimes, who you harmed.”

Dou Lin’s eyes glazed over. He murmured, “I killed Captain Ba; he knew I raped Du She’s daughter… I supplied girls to Jing Kou brothels… a 50/50 deal with Ti boss…”

His gruesome confession sent shivers down the passengers’ spines.

Ye Mo asked Zang Jiayan, “Did you record everything?”

“Yes. They’re worse than animals! I want to kill him now!” Zang Jiayan glared at the kneeling Dou Lin.

Ye Mo smiled, pulling out a gun and shooting Dou Lin in the forehead.

Silence fell. Even a death sentence couldn’t justify this killing. And he had a gun.

After a moment, the chief asked, stepping back, “You have a gun?”

Ye Mo looked at Han Dan. “I planned to kill you too, but you’re useful. If you don’t cooperate, I will kill you.”

Han Dan, though armed, trembled and nodded. Ye Mo turned to the chief. “I have a gun, and I killed him. Show me your captain’s credentials.” He produced a blue booklet and tossed it to the chief.