Noon.
The owner of the game room and Wang Mingming's family obediently brought over the money. Director Dong had made it clear that he recognized no ties of kinship; they had to pay whether they wanted to or not. Dong Xuebin knew he should not interfere too much in the Police Station's internal affairs, so he did not take a single cent himself and handed it all to Liu Dahai to arrange. "Lao Liu, look into the victims who called the police after being beaten at the game room. Use part of this money to compensate them. And Da Qingzi's family, the ones whose dog was bitten by Wang Mingming's dog—give them half the fine as well."
Liu Dahai swallowed. "Director Dong, I think five hundred should be enough for Da Qingzi's family. Isn't that..."
Dong Xuebin frowned and glanced at him.
Liu Dahai gave a bitter smile. "It's mainly about the bonuses for our officers. This money..."
Looking into his eyes, Dong Xuebin said, "I promised everyone there would be money and bonuses. Aren't there still several criminals we haven't caught? Right now, we need to look after the people's interests first. We can't always be thinking about ourselves. Lao Liu, let me make this clear: if anyone below dares to set their sights on this fine money or skim from it, I'll be the first to show them no mercy. Forget this round of bonuses—I'll make sure they don't even get their salaries!"
Liu Dahai said no more. "All right. I'll supervise it personally."
Knock, knock, knock. Chu Feng knocked and entered the room. "Reporting to Director Dong and Director Liu: Sun Dazhou, the man who stole from the villagers' cornfields, has been brought in."
Dong Xuebin chuckled. "Lao Liu, see that? More fine money is here."
Liu