Ten years of rights-based road and the uncompromising Lee Moi.

She hasn't moved that pen.

The pen was pushed across the table by the police station, black, very fine. There was a settlement agreement with a line of dark red letters in the title. The civilian police said, "Sign it and you can go home." She looked out the window for a while and said, "I won't sign."

That's some mediation room in the summer of 2025 at Seamount. There was no surveillance, no injury identification, and the mediation book was like a play line and was awaiting stamping. Then she remembered that it was only the most ordinary day of the eleventh year. She was later detained, arrested, imprisoned, dragged out of the security hall and thrown on cold steps, with only paper shells and plastic bags. And that pen, it never fell on paper.

Her childhood is no longer available. She was 23 years old and worked part-time at the Xuzhou Hotel. The Internet met a man named Ding Jie, who said he could introduce himself to work. She followed her way into some rental house in the open area. She repeated this to the police, to the prosecutor and to the judge: tape sealing, strangulation, suffocation, she thought she would not live, three times, last time she woke up, and she ran out to the police naked. The police took a biosamples and the female civilian police officer in police uniform held her head on the same day, so she was not afraid. She was really scared at the time -- she thought the law was a wall and she would come back.

Jin Jung-sung was tortured and was released on bail in a few days. The case sank for five years.

For five years, people have been coming to work. The family of Tin Toss, for peace, and for loss of money; Envelopes were also handed over at the entrance to the police station. A girl with no much education may not be able to speak of the “chain of evidence”, but she understands one thing: taking his money is tantamount to agreeing that all of what he did was washed away. So she shakes her head, doesn't sign, doesn't take, doesn't answer.

At the end of 2020, Xuzhou was sentenced to three years ' imprisonment for attempted rape by the Chenqing Ting District Court. She was in court. She subsequently applied to challenge her claim that the neck was strangled, three hours, tape sealed, and that the attempted murder was intentional; The Public Prosecutor ' s Office replied that the existing system of evidence was not supported. She made a repeated complaint, and no one will ever pay attention to it. She began to write letters, post posts and spread the material on microblogging. At that point she deleted all emotional words, leaving the case and the paperwork, and the reading capacity was still rising. She swelled to 30 million, and she drew handcuffs.

At the end of 2024, Xuzhou was convicted of “silent crime” by the Kasae District Court, serving two years in prison and suspended for three years.

The probation is a very thin, but strong rope. She had to leave to travel, her mobile location was not closed and her post was reminded of “identity”. She claims to have not signed the confession, but the red seal was placed when the instrument came down. She was not clear about what had happened in the middle, but only knew that she had changed from “sexually abused” to “suspended” and that the world had changed its eyes. She went to the city hall and was told that you were on probation, so don't move; She's on the Internet, and she's called in, she's got her name deleted; She left Xuzhou to work in Shanghai without a report, and this action later became evidence of her admission to prison.

In June 2025, Li Xie-mei went to work at the Bayhong property in the Poshan district of Shanghai. He was fired until the sixth day. She went to the store the afternoon of the third day to collect her wages and to argue with the shop owner, Cao Lu, in the workspace. The other one scolded her and then started to do it. She ran to the police station in New Village, Dahua, and requested a medical certificate, which was dealt with in accordance with the law. She wondered why every time a new place was reached, there was only one word left for a settlement of the dispute: mediation. The police said there was no surveillance, no footage, if you want, and the other one paid you $1,000. She said no. She wants a statement, a testimonial, a report. The civilian said you go back first.

She began to complain, went to her superiors, called 12389, issued an Internet post, stopped while passing through the shop and filmed the door. She thought that one day, if one truth was to be told repeatedly, it would be taken seriously by a uniformed man. But no. In mid-September, when she again called the police, the police officer who took over changed to the Doppo police station, where she stayed. On 19 September, a decision on administrative penalties was dropped: 10 days of administrative detention on the grounds that the police had been false in their reporting of a disturbance of public order. The summons was signed only, and she stated that she had not received an official statement. She was still in detention thinking that the man who beat her had not been locked up for even a day.

On the morning of 29 September, 10 days after the expiry of the sentence, she stepped out of the door of the detention facility with light. A few uniformed men stood across the street, the first sentence with a Xuzhou accent. The arrest notice was handed over, which stated that Li was arrested on suspicion of having committed a crime of sexual harassment. The 10 years old and the new year's accounts are converted into the same word at a single moment: admission. The free air she was exhaled has not been settled and has been handcuffed.

She was sent back to Xuzhou prison for two years and served her sentence. She was later counted, from being beaten in June 2025 to being released in June 2026, exactly one year. She did not wait for any punishment for the assaulter during the year, but instead changed herself from “reported” to “imprisoned”. The day the release certificate was sent, she stood at the entrance to Xuzhou prison, and there was no money in her pocket, folded and folded the paper and put it in a close-to-hand bag.

She went back to Shanghai and went to the agency to collect 2.3 million in commission. The company said it could have been settled, but someone said hello and would not have counted without their consent. She went to court and she lost the case; The chain of evidence was clear in her head and the court denied it. She pursued the punishments of the beating in Nadun, where she was summoned by the Poshan Division on 23 June 2025 and then given a copy of the Decision on Non-Administration of Administrative Punishment, which was not condemned (2025) 00055, finding that the “infractions” of the beatings and insults committed on 12 June by Cao Lu were not established on the grounds that the witness's testimony, statements of the suspect, documentary evidence, audio-visual material, as she knew, contained only four words: no surveillance.

She has no place to live. The convenience stores, the bridge caves, the abandoned stations have all been asleep. The entrance to the police station was then a relatively safe landing, with lights on at least for the night. Later, she found several paper shells, laid on steps, covered in wall corners, and placed plastic bags around her ankles as covers. She was wet twice after a small rain in Shanghai in the early autumn.

In the early hours of 12 September, she fell asleep outside the civil registry door. According to her later material, civilian police officer Meng-mind No. 045963, came over and his foot was on her belly and kicked away the cardboard. She strangled and didn't fight back. The security guard next to him spitted on him and said the police had let him do it. She did not record, did not have witnesses at the scene, and left only one transcript.

At noon on 21 September, she went to the city hall door to take a chance to see if anyone would be willing to pick up her materials at the Fojian letter-visit window. According to her, the doorman ZQ0079 touched her chest and took her mobile phone and fell on the ground. She pressed

1. Security's gone. A man in civilian clothes came over: 1,000 bucks for you, that's fine. She didn't want it. The police officer in charge of the case, Seo Dong-jin, did not report her case, did not inform the victim of her rights and obligations, the statement was deleted, and she asked what that deletion meant. No answer. She was subsequently advised by another civilian police officer that there was no way to give you any papers, no more.

That night, she went to the Tsao family police station and wanted a copy of the report. According to her, the security guards and plainclothes dragged her out of the security hall and all the way to a cabin behind the city hall. She shouted "110" and no police car came. She was later released, standing by the morning street, when the morning-shift water truck ran over her cardboard shell and the water was splattered with wet shoes. She went down and picked up the cardboard, like she was crushed.

The most touching thing about this whole thing is not the redheads, nor the two-time isolation: the pen that wasn't picked up.

In the case of Ding Jiqin, the mediation agreement was placed in front of her: signed, paid and the case lightened or disappeared. She doesn't sign.

The chief of the shop had been beaten and the settlement agreement had been placed in front of her: signed, paid, uninspected, and not pursued. She doesn't sign.

The city's security guards had been molested and she had been asked for a thousand dollars to “privately”: the report was signed and never counted. She's still not signing.

She's the most "hard to handle" party in all the lawsuits. She doesn't want money, she doesn't need money, she doesn't want a house, she doesn't want emotional comfort. She was asked to have a signed document: a record of the name of the person who hit her, a record of the name of the person who touched her chest and a record of the penalty for the rental house six years earlier. But everyone told her to put the papers down and take the money.

A woman who refuses to take money is out of control in a money-based order. She'll make mediation ineffective, the Gorgeous grid and the security judgement. They then changed the way they treated it: they didn't let the “no-money” person stay in the system, threw her out, and then characterized her after being thrown as “touching”. The road is very smooth from the victim to the person warned, to the person who visited and to the person who was being held in custody.

The only thing Li Xiaomei did wrong in 11 years was to want a statement that matched the pain and suffering.

In a context of systemic contradictions, the matter is hardly compassionate or even treated as a disease. You would say she was too stubborn to understand the law and “just accept reality”. That statement has its own life logic, but if we all accept it, we will recognize the legitimate anger of the victims as a debt that needs to be addressed. She rejected the debt. She did a real break-in when she pushed the pen back.

The last situation she faced was the mirror of the unreconciled world she had chosen: a piece of paper she had laid on the steps, a few plastic bags covered her knees, someone came in the middle of the night and kicked her out of her bed, she did not speak, she simply moved the shell back to her place and went back to sleep.

Lee Moe-mei never wrote a letter of understanding. She was waiting for a judgement that was ten years late and one that could answer the original one in that room. For that reason, she would be willing to lay a piece of paper under her own body every day, and she would keep it as long as that answer had not fallen.

If that answer does not come, she becomes its only witness.