Chapter Fifty-One
"Name."
The room was empty, and the two words even echoed, pulling Jiang Hansheng's slightly dazed thoughts back to the present.
"Jiang Hansheng."
"Li Wenchuan."
Seeing their expressions, the policewoman realized she was not conducting an interrogation. She wrote down their names and straightened up, her tone immediately becoming much gentler. "It's just for the record. After all, you made a tremendous contribution by catching those two."
Wang Qiao and Wu Chen had originally been conning elderly people in the city. Those who sold unlicensed, unregulated health supplements like them called every old lady "Mom" and every old man "Dad," shameless beyond belief. To elderly people whose children were away year-round and who lived alone, they really could seem closer than their own children. Whatever they recommended, the old folks obediently bought—partly for their health, partly to support their godsons' business.
But that was exactly how the trouble started. The health supplements they sold had never been registered. They were packaged in abandoned little workshops, their raw materials costing ten yuan for a huge barrel. Everything was mixed according to specific ratios, and even the taste was just blended artificial flavoring. Any color came from the cheapest food dye.
Their digestive supplement had simply and brutally been laced with strong laxatives. An old lady who had bought it at the mall felt that it worked after drinking it, so she kept buying more. But how could an elderly person's stomach and intestines withstand such torment? She fainted in the bathroom and was only discovered by a neighbor who came looking for her. She was rushed to the hospital and had only just begun to improve.
When the old woman's son learned about it from his mother, he immediately knew it was a scam. He checked his mother's recent