Chapter 264: Mayday, Desperate Roads, and the House is in Revolt.

Zhu Shoucheng's son couldn't care less about the wounds on his face, and called several times in a row to try to borrow money from his friends.

Unfortunately, the new colleague is not very familiar with him, when he stammered and could not give a reason, naturally refused to lend a large amount of money, politely refused; domestic friends and customers know that he went to the United States, once he heard that he borrowed money, knowing that there is no return, all snorted and said that money is tight.

After an hour of phone calls, he was only able to borrow 30,000 RMB from his high school friend.

My son is holding his cell phone in the dark.

The good thing is, at least visitation is still allowed.

But when the son saw his father's tragic condition with his own eyes, he was almost scared out of his wits.

Just a few hours away, Zhu Shoucheng whole person is disheveled down, the essence in the eyes lost half, two legs straight shaking, good a pants, by the yellowish-brown filth stained most of the strip.

As soon as he saw his son, Zhu Shoucheng's eyes froze for a few seconds before slowly lighting up, as if he had seen a lifesaver, he leapt forward, stumbling and falling in front of the glass, sounding mournful: "Son, Ah Ning! Save me, take me out!"

Zhu Ning blustered at his old father, "Dad! What's wrong with you?!"

He turned angrily to the prison guards, "You are abusing! It's outright bodily harm! I'm going to sue you!"

The guard's reply was a careless one, "It was an internal conflict between prisoners, and we did stop it."

Zhu Shoucheng cried bitterly, slamming his fists on the desktop, "I can't stay here for a second! Those people are completely crazy! They're perverts!"

Zhu Ning swallowed hard, not daring to think about what was happening to his honorable father, but only asking repeatedly, "Dad, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's good that ...... you're here." Zhu Shoucheng interrupted nervously, not caring to maintain his usual demeanor, the bottom of his eyes flashed with an unusually agitated, overflowing fire of hope, and he said urgently, "Quickly, quickly take me out!"

Zhu Ning was dumbfounded.

"Dad, calm down ......" Zhu Ning held his tongue for half a day, but could only hold back this meaningless comforting sentence, "Maybe, it'll have to wait... ..."

Zhu Shoucheng body leaned forward, tugging the back of the head injury, suddenly the pain of the heart fire rise, tone is not like the past days mild: "Not that can be released on bail?!"

Zhu Ning said, "But I don't have any money on hand ......."

Zhu Shoucheng was so anxious that he changed his tone, "Borrow! Borrow it!

Zhu Ning, seeing that his father had already suffered to such an extent, was immediately distressed, "Dad, can I think of another way, don't be so hasty--"

How can Zhu Shoucheng not be in a hurry?

The prisons on this side of America are full of bandits, hooligans, and robbers! The police and bandits are in cahoots!

He couldn't help but hate the teenager who was far away in a foreign country.

...... If it were not for Chi Xiaochi, for those strange dreams, for that recording associated with him, how could he have been forced to come to the United States, how could he have been so unlucky as to be locked up in this kind of devil's den?

Zhu Shoucheng rasped, his nails rustling against the glass, his face ashen: "Go borrow it! If you're a day late, you'll only be able to claim my corpse ......"

Hearing his father's almost desperate pleas for help, Zhu Ning was horrified and had to calm him down while seeking help from a well-known Chinese law firm in his home state.

Because Zhu Ning herself did not have such a nasty sexual fetish, she came to the United States with a cursory glance at the law in this area and did not pay much attention to it, thinking that the problem, though not small, could at least be solved.

However, one by one, the lawyer threw questions, little by little, to dispel Zhu Ning's luck.

The attorney asked, "Where did the video come from? Did he download it from the Internet?"

Zhu Shoucheng's computer was detained by the police as evidence, so Zhu Ning could only shake his head: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, I heard that he only downloaded a few pictures ......"

The attorney said, "How many is a few?"

Zhu Ning couldn't make any sense of it.

After Zhu Ning paid a large sum of money in advance, the lawyer went to the police station with a briefcase.

Zhu Ning followed the lawyer, waiting in the hall, and when he had finished talking with the sheriff, he immediately got up and asked, "How was it? How did it go?"

The lawyer's face was so stony it could have dripped, "Come out with me."

Once in the car, the lawyer said straight away, "It's tough."

Zhu Ning's heart dropped, "How so?"

The attorney said, "He was in possession of 11 photographs downloaded from the Internet that were associated with child pornography."

Upon hearing this amount, Zhu Ning was slightly relieved and pleaded on his father's behalf, "My dad should just not understand, he told me that he saw the pop-up window and clicked in. It can't be blamed on him ......"

"But again, it's illegal."

The stress that had built up over the course of the night caused Zhu Ning to explode in a heated outburst upon hearing these words, "What kind of law is this? Aren't people allowed to be curious? Why should we arrest the watchers and not those who actually make the videos and pictures? Besides, what serious harm can come from looking at a picture? There are so many people on the internet who love to watch hunting horror movies, can't they all be murderers?"

Despite trying his best to maintain a professional demeanor, however, there was still more than a hint of undisguised disgust in the lawyer's demeanor: "But he also possesses more than 170 child pornography photos of unknown origin, as well as 21 related short videos of unknown origin. Mr. Zhu, how are you going to explain this for him?"

Zhu Ning's mouth was slightly open, stunned on the spot, and his unspoken words were all stuck in his throat, choking him to the point that his throat knots rolled straight up.

"...... source ...... unknown?"

"Yes." The lawyer also realized what a hot potato he had been handed, and corrected his bow tie in annoyance, "Even Zhu Shoucheng himself couldn't give a reasonable explanation as to where those videos came from. He said he downloaded the videos from a website in China, but when asked which one, he couldn't say. The videos don't look like they were ripped, and there is no trace of downloading in the history. ...... In addition, is your father a teacher?"

Some kind of terrible suspicion gradually festered into a pool of fermenting black water, immersing Zhu Ning in it.

Zhu Ning gave a dry "ah".

That's right," the lawyer said. He has graduation group photos of every class on his computer. There are a dozen or so kids whose faces match the kids in the videos and pictures."

Zhu Ning's brain made a clear sound of collapsing objects, as if it were silent, but deafening.

The lawyer laid out the cold legalese, "The laws of this state are very heavy on pedophiles, even the simple act of downloading, distributing, or possessing obscene material involving real children can result in a prison sentence of more than 5 years and less than 20 years. Not to mention the high likelihood that he has already committed injurious, lewd acts against children ......"

"It's just possible ......" The feeling of his idol collapsing turned Zhu Ning's world upside down, but the slightest instinct he had left in him made him defend his father, "Besides, my father is not an American citizen, and if he can be extradited back to his country ...... If he can be extradited back to China ......"

"But he has already committed a violation of the law. According to the report, it is undisputed that he has been unusually snooping on your neighbor's children and has been downloading inappropriate pictures. Now, the US police have reason to suspect that he is a repeat pedophile who is behaving badly and posing a significant danger to society, so of course they have to raise the bail and keep him under control as long as possible. As for extradition and repatriation, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu, you have to know that Zhu Shoucheng is now in the U.S. territory breaking U.S. law, and it's never something that can be easily resolved with a single word of 'extradition'."

Zhu Ning still holds out a glimmer of hope: "So, if I want to bail him out, is there any lending institution I can recommend?"

"Of course. There are specialized bail bond loan businesses in the United States. I can recommend them to you if you need them." The lawyer sighed, "However, I recommend that you invest with caution. America catching child lovers is like China catching drug addicts, I hope you can understand the seriousness of this matter."

Zhu Ning collapsed into the car seat with a smoldering gaze.

He stayed up all night in front of the loan company until he got to work, and easily waited for a staff member to pledge the car in exchange for a $50,000 mortgage.

However, when he rushed to the police station to apply for bail, he was informed that all the balances in his and his wife's joint savings card had been frozen by application half an hour earlier, even the 50,000 dollars he had just deposited.

Zhu Ning knows who did it.

He called his wife, who answered, but only said that he should come home as soon as possible and that she had something to talk to him about.

Zhu Ning was physically and mentally exhausted, and when he drove home and saw his wife, who also looked haggard, he opened his mouth, but he didn't even have the strength to argue.

He whispered, "A Mei, stop it, give me the money, we'll pick up Dad and we'll talk about what to do afterward, okay?"

His wife, A Mei, was nestled in the sofa, her eyelids downcast and unheeding.

Zhu Ning continued to persuade, "I know that my father has made a mistake this time, but in all fairness, if your father had committed a crime, could you not fish for him? Can you see him suffer in jail?"

"Don't compare your dad to mine." A Mei lets out a sneer and lifts her puffy eyes, "You know, what good things your dad did in China?"

......

Domestic, in small towns.

Zhu Shoucheng's matter has turned over with incredible speed.

The culprit has fled to a foreign country, which, in the eyes of many, is tantamount to a guilty plea, but the emperor is far away, so no one can control him.

A lot of people said sourly, or a good son is good, killed a person can hide abroad to get away with it. This old Zhu head is really smoke from the ancestral tomb.

Only Chi Xiaochi and Lou Ying know that his family's ancestral tomb is not just smoking, it's on fire.

Chi Xiaochi keeps an eye on what's going on in the United States.

Zhu Shoucheng went in on his first day and was "well entertained" by the criminals.

These criminals are not so-called righteous, it's just that "pedophilia" is an extremely nasty crime, and an excellent, "everyone gets it" outlet for their excess energy.

Although the guards changed his cell at his request, Zhu Shoucheng soon realized that he would "enjoy" the same treatment wherever he went.

So far, Zhu Shoucheng has been in jail for a full week and has not died as he claimed, but it's not bad to say "life is worse than death".

By his third night in jail, he could no longer walk and had to live on a liquid diet.

His son, Zhu Ning, has also gone from actively campaigning in the early days to being silent today, going to work quietly every day for fear that his colleagues will find out about the incident and make a big fuss about it. However, it is said that his bosses are aware of the incident, and HR is re-evaluating Zhu Ning, and doesn't seem to intend to let Zhu Ning offer his job in the company any more.

In fact, in Zhu Shoucheng in prison from the first day, after a taste of the mop bar, Chi Xiaochi before the remorse value bar is a ride, horse galloping.

In theory, this is the last world, and Chi Xiaochi has collected all the various function cards in the card pool, so he could have left a long time ago.

However, Chi Xiaochi did not say anything about leaving.

Since he wanted to stay longer, Lou Ying didn't mention leaving.

He could understand the world's great temptation for Chi Xiaochi.

For Chi Xiaochi, he had a life he had never had before.

It was a life exactly like his that Chi Xiaochi himself never had the right to have.

No Zhu Shoucheng, no psychological shadows, no need for revenge, no nightmares, no sudden awakenings in the middle of the night.

He has a new circle of friends, his grades are picking up, and his teachers are taking him more seriously ......

What's more, this person was also named Chi Xiaochi, sharing the same name, appearance, personality and memories as him.

Lou Ying has complete confidence in knowing that Chi Xiaochi will not overrun another person's life, but a little indulgence is perfectly understandable.

While waiting for the mission to be completed, Lou Ying went back to the main God's space.

Upon his return, Chi Xiaochi asked him, "How many more missions does 089 have?"

This is a question that Chi Xiaochi has been asking very frequently lately, and every time he goes back, Chi Xiaochi asks it again.

Lou Ying, always mindful of Dong Feihong, smiled and said, "You care about him a lot?"

Chi Xiaochi peeled grapes and replied, "Maybe when we go back to turn in the mission, we'll finally see each other."

"That might be too late." Lou Ying stroked his head, "I knew you were going to ask, I specifically asked him yesterday, and there are 12 more to go, so it's just ...... a day or two away, I think."