Chapter 415
Chapter 415
Chapter 415
"Hello, who are you?"
As soon as the call was connected, a deep voice sounded on the other end of the phone, as if he hadn't woken up yet.
"Tang Yonghui?"
"Who are you? Disturbing your dreams so early in the morning."
Obviously, Tang Yonghui was angry at the person who disturbed his sleep "early in the morning", and his tone was naturally not good.
"Wanghu Police Station." Song Ci said.
"Officer, I've been keeping to myself recently and haven't done anything illegal..."
When Tang Yonghui heard this, he suddenly woke up and hurriedly explained.
Song Ci, who was on the other end of the phone, chuckled when he heard Tang Yonghui's nervous explanation.
Tang Yonghui reacted instantly.
"Who the hell is this, a dog..."
"Keep your mouth clean, I'm here to take care of your business."
"Boss, I'm not scolding you. I'm scolding myself in front of the mirror. If you have any good things to do, just tell me if you can use me."
When Tang Yonghui on the other end of the phone heard this, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. He was groveling and as obedient as he wanted.
"Did your attitude change so quickly?" Song Ci smiled.
"Make money without making excuses. Boss, what business do you have to take care of?"
When Song Ci heard this, he stopped teasing him and said directly: "Do you know what happened at Yuzhou University of Technology yesterday?"
"I know, I know, you want to suppress the heat of this matter? Muddy the water?"
Tang Yonghui is very sensitive to some news in this industry. He had already received news about this matter last night.
"No, someone is already criticizing the comments. I hope you can raise the profile, don't be suppressed by others, and spread the matter to all places on the Internet fairly and impartially. Don't be led by others. Do what you can. Are you here?"
"Of course, but the cost..." Tang Yonghui immediately said decisively after hearing this.
He is a professional when it comes to doing this. He just relies on his food and skills. How can he say no?
"Money is not an issue, but I want to see practical results."
Song Ci is not short of money now, so he naturally becomes tougher in his speech.
Tang Yonghui likes a boss who doesn't care about anything, is fussy, and pays readily.
"Do you know the real reason for this matter?"
"Clear, of course."
"Say it to me again." Song Ci said directly.
Tang Yonghui:......
What could Tang Yonghui do, so he told everything he knew.
Song Ci found that there were some discrepancies between what Tang Yonghui knew and what he actually knew, but the discrepancies were not big.
So Song Ci explained the cause and effect of the incident in detail, and pointed out that Jin Jiadong committed the murder first, and through the exchange of interests, someone suppressed the matter. This was the trigger for Jiang Yumei's murder.
Tang Yonghui immediately became energetic after hearing this.
"Are you telling the truth? Well, I still don't know your last name, boss?"
"My surname is Song. Of course these are all true. Jin Jiadong has a long history of domestic violence. I think the police should also have records. As long as you are willing to investigate, you will definitely be able to find out."
"Okay, Mr. Song, I understand everything clearly. I will write an article and send it to you later. If you think it is okay after reading it, I will start work immediately, but the cost..."
So the two discussed the cost issue next.
The fees are calculated according to the form of posts and traffic, which is very clear and complete.
In addition, you can also buy some press releases from big Vs, which have traffic and topics, and are more effective than online postings, but of course the cost is higher.
Song Ci was not short of money, so he waved his hand and moved forward together. He wanted both methods, so he paid the upfront fee directly.
He was not afraid of being deceived by Tang Yonghui. If he dared to deceive himself, he would just ask the police to come and arrest him.
Tang Yonghui was also very excited after hanging up the phone.
He was both excited about the deal he had negotiated and also excited about the inside story Song Ci told him.
Although he is in the Internet industry, he also runs several large accounts in a regular manner, and this kind of breaking news is the best way to gain fans.
As for evidence, does Internet public knowledge require evidence?Not the police.
-
Song Ci put away his cell phone, and heard the cheerful voices of Nuan Nuan and Xiao Ma Yuan in the courtyard.
After the beginning of spring, the weather gradually warmed up, and the two little guys spent more time playing in the yard.
Strollers, scooters, and bicycles are all available for fun in the yard.
And Ma Zhiyong can see his daughter from the viewing balcony on the second floor opposite.
Song Ci walked out of the door and saw Nuan Nuan riding a scooter, circling around Kong Yumei.
Kong Yumei was lowering her head to loosen the soil of a pot of flowers and plants, preparing to plant some new flowers and plants. As for last year's ones, they were basically all dead.
Seeing Song Ci coming out, Nuan Nuan kicked her short legs hard on the ground, and with a whoosh, she came to Song Ci.
"Dad, do you want to play with us?" Nuannuan asked, raising her neck.
Song Ci glanced at Xiao Ma Yuan not far away and saw her riding on a tricycle, parked in the corner, bending down and sticking her butt out. She didn't know what she was looking at.
Song Ci looked back and asked, "What are you playing for?"
Nuan Nuan thought for a while, then moved her butt forward, revealing a palm-sized space behind her, turned her head and patted it, and said to Song Ci with a look of anticipation: "Come, sit up, I will take you."
Song Ci: ...
"Hurry up, I'm riding up and it's swishing. You have to hold my waist and be careful not to fall." Nuan Nuan urged.
"Ok."
Song Ci didn't say much, and stepped forward directly, but he only did a half squat, and then squeezed forward, almost knocking Nuan Nuan over.
"Slow down." Nuannuan said dissatisfiedly.
"I'm already very slow." Song Ci said with a smile.
Then he stretched out his hands and pressed them on the small space behind her butt.
"Okay, let's go." Song Ci said.
"Sit tight, see how good I am." Nuannuan vowed.
Then the short legs kicked hard on the ground...
Well, the yo-yo car didn't move at all.
"What's going on?" Song Ci asked, pretending to be surprised.
Nuannuan herself felt strange, so she tried hard again, but it still didn't move.
She then looked around, and then saw Song Ci's feet on the ground, so she said dissatisfiedly: "Pick up your legs, otherwise I won't be able to ride."
"Uh..." Song Ci thought about the way he put his hands on the scooter and lifted it up with his feet. For some reason, he thought of a picture that was widely circulated on the Internet. It showed a dog jumping up without touching the ground. It's so similar.
"You can play by yourself, I won't play anymore." Thinking of this, Song Ci quickly stood up.
"Huh, I don't want to play with you yet."
Nuan Nuan got angry when she heard this, and rushed towards Xiao Mayuan with a huff.
"Sister, sister, what are you doing?"
"Little ant." Xiao Mayuan raised his head and said.
It turned out that she was observing a nest of ants carrying food.
-
Although Jiang Yumei killed someone, she was not immediately sent to prison and is currently being held in a detention center.
Because he was a murderer, he was put in a separate cell.
However, since she was a middle-aged woman, the police did not pay much attention to her, and they did not specially strengthen the security guard at night. As usual, there were police officers on duty.
Late at night, although the lights in the police station were still bright, it seemed extremely quiet. The suspects detained in the detention center were all resting, and even the two policemen on duty were a little drowsy.
But at this moment, a figure appeared in the police station out of thin air.
The figure looked up at the surveillance camera in the police station, looked around, and then walked inside.
The two policemen on duty were not only unaware of his arrival, but even walked past them without any notice.
This person was naturally Song Ci. Through the old peach tree, he traveled thousands of kilometers in an instant and arrived at the detention center where Jiang Yumei was imprisoned.
He had no time to worry about being discovered, so he walked all the way inside and finally saw Jiang Yumei in the innermost cell.
To Song Ci's surprise, Jiang Yumei didn't sleep. She just sat blankly on her bed, looking down at the moonlight shining in from the vent.
Song Ci took out [Yun Zhong Bai] and wrote the word "escape" in the air, then stepped directly into the locked iron door.
Jiang Yumei didn't notice Song Ci's arrival at all, and still stared at the moonlight spot on the ground until he made a sound.
"Hey, is it worth it for you to do this?" Song Ci sighed.
Hearing this, Jiang Yumei raised her head and seemed not surprised to see Song Ci.
"Mr. Song."
She greeted and stood up quickly.
"I told you that good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded. There will be retribution for what Jin Jiadong did. Why are you still doing this and getting yourself involved?"
"Mr. Song, nothing in this world is rewarded with evil. I have seen a lot in the hospital in the past few years. Those honest, kind-hearted people endured pain and torture, and finally lost their personal wealth. Those who are rich and unkind, The arrogant and successful people feast and enjoy the glory..."
"You are just saying this to comfort me, or... maybe you are a good god who took pity on our mother and son and brought disasters to him. But I am Haohao's mother. My son was abused and killed. I cannot remain indifferent. Then am I worthy of being a mother..."
"And as a god, you cannot bring disasters to people at will because of our mother and son. If so, there will be countless pitiful and hateful people in this world, and retribution will be everywhere. Moreover, we, mother and son, do not know how to repay you. Kindness…”
"So I don't regret anything I did."
Song Ci didn't expect Jiang Yumei to say such words.
"In this case, I can't help you. You can wait for the judge to judge." Song Ci sighed.
He did not tell Jiang Yumei to help her hire a navy to control the direction of public opinion.
"There is really something that I want to trouble Mr. Song." Jiang Yumei suddenly said with an embarrassed look on her face.
"Oh, tell me, what's going on?" Song Ci raised his eyebrows.
"Can you hire a better lawyer for me?" Jiang Yumei asked.
Song Ci was surprised when he heard this. He had figured it out and didn't want to die anymore. He wanted to find a lawyer to help alleviate the crime.
At this moment, Jiang Yumei said: "Jin Jiadong and I have not divorced yet, and now that he is dead, should all his property belong to me?"
Song Ci: ...
Seeing Song Ci's surprised look, Jiang Yumei quickly waved her hands and explained: "I don't want his money. I...I...if I'm sentenced to death, will those properties be handed over to the state?"
"I want to give all my property to Sister He. Sister He and her husband are working very hard. His husband drives a taxi, and she opens her own braised food restaurant. She wakes up early and stays late every day. When they bought a house, they still borrowed the down payment. In addition to foreign debts, there are also monthly mortgage payments and two children to raise..."
"With this money, their lives should be much easier. I don't need it anyway, so I might as well give it to them. Over the years, thanks to Sister He, I have lived a comfortable life for a few years... "
"Sister He and I are both hard laborers. We don't know anyone, let alone a capable lawyer, so I would like to ask Mr. Song if he can help me find a lawyer..."
Hearing this, Song Ci looked towards her bed and saw a travel bag next to her bed, with a few changes of clothes on top of the bag.
So he asked out of curiosity: "Has she already come to see you?"
Jiang Yumei nodded and said, "She found out about me this morning and came over in the afternoon. She prepared toiletries and a few sets of clothes for me. However, I didn't see her. The police brought them in for me."
"He's a very good friend." Song Ci said.
Hearing this, Jiang Yumei gave a rare smile.
"So, I gave her all the money. If I were gone, she would definitely burn paper money for me and Haohao during the holidays."
"Okay, I'll help you find a lawyer." Song Ci agreed to Jiang Yumei's request.
"Thank you, thank you..." Jiang Yumei heard this and thanked her repeatedly.
"Okay, it's getting late. You should rest early." Song Ci said.
Jiang Yumei opened her mouth when she heard this, as if she wanted to ask something else, but she made no sound.
"Your son is doing very well now, you don't have to worry...have you told him?" Song Ci guessed.
"I asked him to wait for me and I would go to him soon."
Jiang Yumei smiled. Now that the matter was over, she felt that she was bound to die, so it didn't matter.
"Ugh……"
Song Ci sighed and wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
Just as Jiang Yumei thought, the matter has reached this point and it is useless to say anything.
So he took a step forward and disappeared into the cell in an instant.
Even though she had seen it before, Jiang Yumei was still surprised.
"It's really a magical power."
Jiang Yumei murmured in a low voice, and then sat back on her bed.
But this time, she didn't look at the moonlight on the ground.
Instead, he lay down and closed his eyes, falling asleep quickly and sleeping quite peacefully.
And Song Ci returned to Taoyuan Village from the cell in the blink of an eye.
Taoyuan Village seems particularly quiet at night, but the [Taocheng] down the slope is brightly lit, with people coming and going, and it looks lively.
While Song Ci was lost in thought, Yun Chuyao came to him at some point, lay on his back, and whispered in his ear: "You have something on your mind, can you tell me about it?"
Song Ci turned his head and kissed her cheek gently.
(End of this chapter)
"Hello, who are you?"
As soon as the call was connected, a deep voice sounded on the other end of the phone, as if he hadn't woken up yet.
"Tang Yonghui?"
"Who are you? Disturbing your dreams so early in the morning."
Obviously, Tang Yonghui was angry at the person who disturbed his sleep "early in the morning", and his tone was naturally not good.
"Wanghu Police Station." Song Ci said.
"Officer, I've been keeping to myself recently and haven't done anything illegal..."
When Tang Yonghui heard this, he suddenly woke up and hurriedly explained.
Song Ci, who was on the other end of the phone, chuckled when he heard Tang Yonghui's nervous explanation.
Tang Yonghui reacted instantly.
"Who the hell is this, a dog..."
"Keep your mouth clean, I'm here to take care of your business."
"Boss, I'm not scolding you. I'm scolding myself in front of the mirror. If you have any good things to do, just tell me if you can use me."
When Tang Yonghui on the other end of the phone heard this, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. He was groveling and as obedient as he wanted.
"Did your attitude change so quickly?" Song Ci smiled.
"Make money without making excuses. Boss, what business do you have to take care of?"
When Song Ci heard this, he stopped teasing him and said directly: "Do you know what happened at Yuzhou University of Technology yesterday?"
"I know, I know, you want to suppress the heat of this matter? Muddy the water?"
Tang Yonghui is very sensitive to some news in this industry. He had already received news about this matter last night.
"No, someone is already criticizing the comments. I hope you can raise the profile, don't be suppressed by others, and spread the matter to all places on the Internet fairly and impartially. Don't be led by others. Do what you can. Are you here?"
"Of course, but the cost..." Tang Yonghui immediately said decisively after hearing this.
He is a professional when it comes to doing this. He just relies on his food and skills. How can he say no?
"Money is not an issue, but I want to see practical results."
Song Ci is not short of money now, so he naturally becomes tougher in his speech.
Tang Yonghui likes a boss who doesn't care about anything, is fussy, and pays readily.
"Do you know the real reason for this matter?"
"Clear, of course."
"Say it to me again." Song Ci said directly.
Tang Yonghui:......
What could Tang Yonghui do, so he told everything he knew.
Song Ci found that there were some discrepancies between what Tang Yonghui knew and what he actually knew, but the discrepancies were not big.
So Song Ci explained the cause and effect of the incident in detail, and pointed out that Jin Jiadong committed the murder first, and through the exchange of interests, someone suppressed the matter. This was the trigger for Jiang Yumei's murder.
Tang Yonghui immediately became energetic after hearing this.
"Are you telling the truth? Well, I still don't know your last name, boss?"
"My surname is Song. Of course these are all true. Jin Jiadong has a long history of domestic violence. I think the police should also have records. As long as you are willing to investigate, you will definitely be able to find out."
"Okay, Mr. Song, I understand everything clearly. I will write an article and send it to you later. If you think it is okay after reading it, I will start work immediately, but the cost..."
So the two discussed the cost issue next.
The fees are calculated according to the form of posts and traffic, which is very clear and complete.
In addition, you can also buy some press releases from big Vs, which have traffic and topics, and are more effective than online postings, but of course the cost is higher.
Song Ci was not short of money, so he waved his hand and moved forward together. He wanted both methods, so he paid the upfront fee directly.
He was not afraid of being deceived by Tang Yonghui. If he dared to deceive himself, he would just ask the police to come and arrest him.
Tang Yonghui was also very excited after hanging up the phone.
He was both excited about the deal he had negotiated and also excited about the inside story Song Ci told him.
Although he is in the Internet industry, he also runs several large accounts in a regular manner, and this kind of breaking news is the best way to gain fans.
As for evidence, does Internet public knowledge require evidence?Not the police.
-
Song Ci put away his cell phone, and heard the cheerful voices of Nuan Nuan and Xiao Ma Yuan in the courtyard.
After the beginning of spring, the weather gradually warmed up, and the two little guys spent more time playing in the yard.
Strollers, scooters, and bicycles are all available for fun in the yard.
And Ma Zhiyong can see his daughter from the viewing balcony on the second floor opposite.
Song Ci walked out of the door and saw Nuan Nuan riding a scooter, circling around Kong Yumei.
Kong Yumei was lowering her head to loosen the soil of a pot of flowers and plants, preparing to plant some new flowers and plants. As for last year's ones, they were basically all dead.
Seeing Song Ci coming out, Nuan Nuan kicked her short legs hard on the ground, and with a whoosh, she came to Song Ci.
"Dad, do you want to play with us?" Nuannuan asked, raising her neck.
Song Ci glanced at Xiao Ma Yuan not far away and saw her riding on a tricycle, parked in the corner, bending down and sticking her butt out. She didn't know what she was looking at.
Song Ci looked back and asked, "What are you playing for?"
Nuan Nuan thought for a while, then moved her butt forward, revealing a palm-sized space behind her, turned her head and patted it, and said to Song Ci with a look of anticipation: "Come, sit up, I will take you."
Song Ci: ...
"Hurry up, I'm riding up and it's swishing. You have to hold my waist and be careful not to fall." Nuan Nuan urged.
"Ok."
Song Ci didn't say much, and stepped forward directly, but he only did a half squat, and then squeezed forward, almost knocking Nuan Nuan over.
"Slow down." Nuannuan said dissatisfiedly.
"I'm already very slow." Song Ci said with a smile.
Then he stretched out his hands and pressed them on the small space behind her butt.
"Okay, let's go." Song Ci said.
"Sit tight, see how good I am." Nuannuan vowed.
Then the short legs kicked hard on the ground...
Well, the yo-yo car didn't move at all.
"What's going on?" Song Ci asked, pretending to be surprised.
Nuannuan herself felt strange, so she tried hard again, but it still didn't move.
She then looked around, and then saw Song Ci's feet on the ground, so she said dissatisfiedly: "Pick up your legs, otherwise I won't be able to ride."
"Uh..." Song Ci thought about the way he put his hands on the scooter and lifted it up with his feet. For some reason, he thought of a picture that was widely circulated on the Internet. It showed a dog jumping up without touching the ground. It's so similar.
"You can play by yourself, I won't play anymore." Thinking of this, Song Ci quickly stood up.
"Huh, I don't want to play with you yet."
Nuan Nuan got angry when she heard this, and rushed towards Xiao Mayuan with a huff.
"Sister, sister, what are you doing?"
"Little ant." Xiao Mayuan raised his head and said.
It turned out that she was observing a nest of ants carrying food.
-
Although Jiang Yumei killed someone, she was not immediately sent to prison and is currently being held in a detention center.
Because he was a murderer, he was put in a separate cell.
However, since she was a middle-aged woman, the police did not pay much attention to her, and they did not specially strengthen the security guard at night. As usual, there were police officers on duty.
Late at night, although the lights in the police station were still bright, it seemed extremely quiet. The suspects detained in the detention center were all resting, and even the two policemen on duty were a little drowsy.
But at this moment, a figure appeared in the police station out of thin air.
The figure looked up at the surveillance camera in the police station, looked around, and then walked inside.
The two policemen on duty were not only unaware of his arrival, but even walked past them without any notice.
This person was naturally Song Ci. Through the old peach tree, he traveled thousands of kilometers in an instant and arrived at the detention center where Jiang Yumei was imprisoned.
He had no time to worry about being discovered, so he walked all the way inside and finally saw Jiang Yumei in the innermost cell.
To Song Ci's surprise, Jiang Yumei didn't sleep. She just sat blankly on her bed, looking down at the moonlight shining in from the vent.
Song Ci took out [Yun Zhong Bai] and wrote the word "escape" in the air, then stepped directly into the locked iron door.
Jiang Yumei didn't notice Song Ci's arrival at all, and still stared at the moonlight spot on the ground until he made a sound.
"Hey, is it worth it for you to do this?" Song Ci sighed.
Hearing this, Jiang Yumei raised her head and seemed not surprised to see Song Ci.
"Mr. Song."
She greeted and stood up quickly.
"I told you that good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded. There will be retribution for what Jin Jiadong did. Why are you still doing this and getting yourself involved?"
"Mr. Song, nothing in this world is rewarded with evil. I have seen a lot in the hospital in the past few years. Those honest, kind-hearted people endured pain and torture, and finally lost their personal wealth. Those who are rich and unkind, The arrogant and successful people feast and enjoy the glory..."
"You are just saying this to comfort me, or... maybe you are a good god who took pity on our mother and son and brought disasters to him. But I am Haohao's mother. My son was abused and killed. I cannot remain indifferent. Then am I worthy of being a mother..."
"And as a god, you cannot bring disasters to people at will because of our mother and son. If so, there will be countless pitiful and hateful people in this world, and retribution will be everywhere. Moreover, we, mother and son, do not know how to repay you. Kindness…”
"So I don't regret anything I did."
Song Ci didn't expect Jiang Yumei to say such words.
"In this case, I can't help you. You can wait for the judge to judge." Song Ci sighed.
He did not tell Jiang Yumei to help her hire a navy to control the direction of public opinion.
"There is really something that I want to trouble Mr. Song." Jiang Yumei suddenly said with an embarrassed look on her face.
"Oh, tell me, what's going on?" Song Ci raised his eyebrows.
"Can you hire a better lawyer for me?" Jiang Yumei asked.
Song Ci was surprised when he heard this. He had figured it out and didn't want to die anymore. He wanted to find a lawyer to help alleviate the crime.
At this moment, Jiang Yumei said: "Jin Jiadong and I have not divorced yet, and now that he is dead, should all his property belong to me?"
Song Ci: ...
Seeing Song Ci's surprised look, Jiang Yumei quickly waved her hands and explained: "I don't want his money. I...I...if I'm sentenced to death, will those properties be handed over to the state?"
"I want to give all my property to Sister He. Sister He and her husband are working very hard. His husband drives a taxi, and she opens her own braised food restaurant. She wakes up early and stays late every day. When they bought a house, they still borrowed the down payment. In addition to foreign debts, there are also monthly mortgage payments and two children to raise..."
"With this money, their lives should be much easier. I don't need it anyway, so I might as well give it to them. Over the years, thanks to Sister He, I have lived a comfortable life for a few years... "
"Sister He and I are both hard laborers. We don't know anyone, let alone a capable lawyer, so I would like to ask Mr. Song if he can help me find a lawyer..."
Hearing this, Song Ci looked towards her bed and saw a travel bag next to her bed, with a few changes of clothes on top of the bag.
So he asked out of curiosity: "Has she already come to see you?"
Jiang Yumei nodded and said, "She found out about me this morning and came over in the afternoon. She prepared toiletries and a few sets of clothes for me. However, I didn't see her. The police brought them in for me."
"He's a very good friend." Song Ci said.
Hearing this, Jiang Yumei gave a rare smile.
"So, I gave her all the money. If I were gone, she would definitely burn paper money for me and Haohao during the holidays."
"Okay, I'll help you find a lawyer." Song Ci agreed to Jiang Yumei's request.
"Thank you, thank you..." Jiang Yumei heard this and thanked her repeatedly.
"Okay, it's getting late. You should rest early." Song Ci said.
Jiang Yumei opened her mouth when she heard this, as if she wanted to ask something else, but she made no sound.
"Your son is doing very well now, you don't have to worry...have you told him?" Song Ci guessed.
"I asked him to wait for me and I would go to him soon."
Jiang Yumei smiled. Now that the matter was over, she felt that she was bound to die, so it didn't matter.
"Ugh……"
Song Ci sighed and wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
Just as Jiang Yumei thought, the matter has reached this point and it is useless to say anything.
So he took a step forward and disappeared into the cell in an instant.
Even though she had seen it before, Jiang Yumei was still surprised.
"It's really a magical power."
Jiang Yumei murmured in a low voice, and then sat back on her bed.
But this time, she didn't look at the moonlight on the ground.
Instead, he lay down and closed his eyes, falling asleep quickly and sleeping quite peacefully.
And Song Ci returned to Taoyuan Village from the cell in the blink of an eye.
Taoyuan Village seems particularly quiet at night, but the [Taocheng] down the slope is brightly lit, with people coming and going, and it looks lively.
While Song Ci was lost in thought, Yun Chuyao came to him at some point, lay on his back, and whispered in his ear: "You have something on your mind, can you tell me about it?"
Song Ci turned his head and kissed her cheek gently.
(End of this chapter)