Over the next few days, Shi Tiexin continued handling cases at high speed, working hard to crack down on crime.
Diligence made a path up the mountain of cases; hardship, a boat across the boundless sea of crime.
Ma Zhaodong was soon escorted to the detention center.
The facts of his case were clear and simple. It was expected that the prosecutor would file charges within a month, after which Nie's City Court would hand down a criminal sentence. Imprisonment or the Death Penalty—either was possible.
However, Ma Zhaodong had already entered empty mode. His emotions had become very flat, as though he could calmly accept whatever fate awaited him. The detention center guards clicked their tongues in amazement and placed him in a cell with the other prisoners.
Meanwhile, Li Jiahao's parents were also running around everywhere.
They seemed to enjoy confiding in Shi Tiexin, chatting with him whenever they happened to meet. Shi Tiexin knew the elderly couple were fighting for three things: civil compensation from the person responsible, workplace injury benefits from the information company, and compensation from the insurance company.
It was all about money.
But there was no helping it. The old couple truly had no money.
"Our child is already gone. We have to plan for our grandson." The elderly couple's faces were heavy with sorrow. "Jiahao always said he wanted to send his son back to our hometown for school and settle down there. That is what we want too. Gua Country is too chaotic, too unsafe. No matter what, we have to find a way to go back."
"But how could that be easy? Gua Dollars are worthless now, while housing prices back home keep soaring. We have to think about our grandson's future. This compensation is what we are owed, and