However, the station was brightly lit. A few of the spotlights were also switched on. The on-duty policemen also increased from 3-4 to over 10 of them. They knew that something had happened here, so those who were off duty had returned to help with controlling the reporters. They were now kept out with barriers in the courtyard at the back gate.
A car arrived. The door opened.
“Superintendent Song!”
“Superintendent, you’re finally here!”
“What do we do now? I’ve seen the situation on the internet…..”
“There are too many reporters outside. A wave of them just left, but another wave has arrived. They are blocking the gate. The back gate and the front gates are full of reporters!”
“Superintendent, our station’s ‘famous’ now. When I was taking the public bus here, I was on the phone regarding a previous case and when I said that I was from this police station, a few people overheard me. They were all looking at me with contempt. That feeling was so burdensome and I didn’t dare raise my head until I got off! Who do you think we offended?”
When Superintendent Song arrived, everyone was complaining.
“Where’s Zhang Ye?” Superintendent Song asked directly.
Old Zhao pointed over to the other side, “Still in the dark room.”
Superintendent Song did not answer their questions. Instead, he walked straight toward that room.
He pulled open the door and saw Zhang Ye sitting down, holding the cuffs on his legs, He was idly humming a song like nothing had happened.
“Superintendent Song?” Zhang Ye looked up.
A few policemen also followed over. They wanted to see how Superintendent Song would handle this. It was Zhang Ye’s two poems that had caused all the trouble. With Superintendent Song’s hot temper, he would be crazy if he didn’t get mad! Sure enough, Superintendent Song shouted out. But what they did not expect was that the shout was directed at them, not Zhang Ye!
“Who cuffed up Teacher Zhang Ye? Eh? Who was it!” Superintendent Song face was full of anger. He pointed at the policemen, “Who was it? Stand forward now!”
Everyone was confused!
A policeman nearly vomited blood. Superintendent Song! Wasn’t it you who asked us to cuff him up?
Superintendent Song angrily slammed his fist on the table in the dark room, “Are you all rebelling? Eh? Do you all even care that I am your Superintendent?” Then, he pointed towards Zhang Ye who was seated on the floor, “Do you know who this is? Do you? This is one of the famous writers in Beijing! A writer! And a historian! Such a prestigious teacher! How could you all beat him? And even put cuffs on him? How do you all handle things around here? Eh? Are you not trying to drive me to the grave!”
Old Zhao, “…….”
The policewoman, “……….”
The policemen were all unsure of what was going on!
Superintendent Song shouted, “What are you all looking at me for? Quickly take the cuffs off Teacher Zhang Ye! What are you waiting for!”
A junior policeman quickly came forward, “Let me do it, let me do it!”
When the cuffs were off, Superintendent Song continued, “I’ve only been away for a short while! And you guys have already caused such a big mess! How many times have I told you all! To a venerable person like Teacher Zhang Ye, you have to be respectful and courteous! But see what you all did? Did you just ignore my words? Instead of treating Teacher Zhang Ye properly, all of you cuffed him up instead?” Superintendent Song said disappointedly, knocking his clenched fist on the table, “I am bitterly disappointed! I’m really disappointed in all of you!”
Zhang Ye was venerable?
You want us to treat him with respect and courteously?
F**k, when did you tell us that!
Seeing Superintendent Song like totally a different man now, with that air of righteousness, made Zhang Ye, who was still seated there, speechless. The small table looked like it was about to collapse from his knocking. The table’s four legs looked like they were now embedded in the crumbling cement floor!
“Go! Go away, all of you. You guys are a sore sight!” Superintendent Song chased away the group of policemen.
When they left, Superintendent Song quickly helped Zhang Ye up. “Teacher Zhang, sorry to have let you suffered. I did not teach my men well; please quickly get up.”
Zhang Ye got up and patted off the dust on his butt.
Superintendent Song looked at him, “But Teacher Zhang, I feel that you are not particular. You were really not particular. What whip? What bayonet? Speak with your conscience. Have we lay a finger on you ever since you came? We didn’t! But your poem was written with those descriptions, like torture? I really feel that you are a little not particular!”
Zhang Ye casually said, “Those are artistic embellishments. Actually, I didn’t mean to be sarcastic. It was just a stroke of inspiration, and it had nothing to do with you all.”
Superintendent Song was at a loss to cry or laugh, “But the public believes it. Everyone’s saying that