Qiao Yuanlin made a whole set of investigation plans, and he didn't want to delay for a moment. Originally, he was only performing his duties as a reporter, but now he still harbors a little selfish desire for revenge.
After all, the person surnamed Liu gave Liang Cheng a scar.
Early the next morning, Qiao Yuanlin went to the unit to report the incident. According to the general process of Octopus, the selection of news topics should be discussed in the regular meeting first, decided by the editor-in-chief, and then assigned personnel to formally shoot and implement.
So he cut it first and played it later, and it was no accident that Bao Chunshan scolded him. His voice was full of anger: "Secretly decide, who of us is the editor-in-chief? Ah? Have you considered manpower for this kind of long-term unannounced visit news? Do you think you are still here?" What about the interview department!"
Qiao Yuanlin put on a pitiful look: "I can find someone to help me, okay?"
"You are so awesome!" Bao Chunshan refused to accept his tricks, "If you find someone, you will be responsible for any accidents? You don't have to do anything if you rely on the stage!"
Qiao Yuanlin had already assumed the worst situation, so he stopped pretending and said, "Then I will ask for leave."
Bao Chunshan sneered: "Octopus is really too big for your Buddha. I would rather miss work to check it myself than bother a group of professional colleagues. You can just get an Octopus on your own!"
Just as Qiao Yuanlin was about to defend himself, he seemed to understand something. He was transferred halfway, and Bao Chunshan was let go to take charge of the last interview, and he was directly instructed to make any arrangements.
Perhaps Bao Chunshan gave him power in the hope that he would drive some lazy colleagues? Change the status quo in the group?
He is the catfish in the "catfish effect", to make a group of half-dead sardines come alive, perhaps, those sardines were once full of energetic catfish.
Qiao Yuanlin suddenly felt a sense of mission, and asked, "Editor-in-Chief, am I really a catfish?"
"You are a mermaid, and I have the ability to make you beautiful every day!" Bao Chunshan let out a breath after finishing speaking, "Are you asking for leave, how many days?"
Qiao Yuanlin quickly changed his words: "I won't invite, then this case..."
Bao Chunshan didn't say no at all, but just scolded him for flouting the rules, signed his name, and squeezed out a sum of money, saying: "Safety first, report at all times."
Qiao Yuanlin took Shangfang's sword and arranged for Brother Wei to collect information near the Chunfeng Bar, and he and Uncle Dazhi went to the rental vehicle management company.
It has been a week since I found the driver of that car, and it is difficult to recall which guests he has pulled.
Qiao Yuanlin called up Uncle You's video, and described: "He is the only one who is well dressed. His previous guest was a man wearing glasses, who got on the bus from Ruotan Hospital."
After such a series, the driver seemed to be a little impressed, and asked: "Chunfeng Bar... Was there two men making out at the door at that time?"
Qiao Yuanlin: "Huh?"
"I remembered!" the driver said, "at the door of the bar, a handsome guy was hugging a drunk boy, and his face couldn't be seen clearly. I looked at it for a while when I felt fresh. Very bad."
Qiao Yuanlin scratched his ears in embarrassment, and asked, "Then do you remember where he went?"
The driver recalled carefully and finally gave a street address. There were three residential areas on that street, and two rows of shops downstairs. Qiao Yuanlin locked in a few shops that people would visit regularly.
He asked Uncle Dazhi to go to the hairdresser to wash his hair, and chatted with Mr. Tony. When it came to applying for a card, he showed Uncle You's photo and asked if it could be cut like this.
Teacher Tony said no problem, but said nothing else. All the barbershops have been checked in this way, but there is no gain.
Qiao Yuanlin stepped into the gym for the first time in his life, claiming that it was recommended by his neighbors, and asked if he could get a discount on the classes. Showing the photo to the manager, the other party was overjoyed and called a strong personal trainer.
There was nowhere to look for, the other party was Uncle You's illegitimate son, who enthusiastically took Qiao Yuanlin to look at the equipment, and within ten minutes he had made a muscle-building plan for him.
Qiao Yuanlin cut to the chase: "It's too expensive, I'll think about it later."
Zilian said: "You are Mr. Li's neighbor, a distant relative and a close neighbor. I will give you two class hours."
"It's mainly because I'm too lazy." Qiao Yuanlin said, "It's more than 500 steps from home to the gym, so I don't want to go."
Zilian said: "Oh my God, it's only 200 steps to cross the road. Don't you just live in the building opposite."
Qiao Yuanlin smiled meaningfully and looked across the street at the colorful homes. It turned out that Uncle You lived in Building No. 6 opposite.
Before leaving, he asked casually, "Has Brother Li been here these few days? I'll come with him next time."
"He's on a business trip, so he hasn't made an appointment for a class these days." Zilian said, "Then I'll wait for you, and I will definitely train you as well as Mr. Li. You need to have chest and buttocks."
Qiao Yuanlin felt chills for a while, and spent the next few days at the camp pondering over and over a question-what model is Uncle Oil?
Give him Viagra and make him full of energy. Could it be that Uncle You is actually a zero, and that night was not to plunder his youth, but to covet his glory?
Qiao Yuanlin suddenly felt ashamed and embarrassed, the phone rang, and Liang Cheng sent a photo, which was a box of bright red strawberries.
Liang Cheng: It was given by the patient girl.
Qiao Yuanlin: How young?
Liang Cheng: Two and a half years old.
It was quite small, Qiao Yuanlin had no objection: Is it sweet or not?
Liang Cheng: I dare not taste it, in case it is sour.
Adults tacitly understood it, and seemed more childish than elementary school students. Qiao Yuanlin stood at the door of a fruit shop and replied: I can help you taste it.
Liang Cheng: While it's fresh.
Qiao Yuanlin sent the location and asked: Is it express delivery within the same city?
Liang Cheng: Superman runs errands.
In a trance, the bits and pieces of that summer rolled in, Qiao Yuanlin turned off the screen, suddenly not sure whether he was watching the streets or alleys, or waiting for a big boy on a motorcycle.
Until Liang Cheng appeared, he pulled back the spreading thoughts.
Dr. Liang, who was on a day off, wore a black T-shirt and sweatpants, which he always matched. The number was limited, and he came by bus. He stood out from the passers-by on the street, holding a box of delicately packaged strawberries in his big hand.
Qiao Yuanlin's cheeks were slightly flushed from the sun, and before he could think of an opening line, Liang Cheng took off his baseball cap and put it on his head, pressed it, and turned sideways to form a shade.
The strawberries were sweet and fragrant, Qiao Yuanlin leaned on Liang Cheng's arm to save energy, and chewed slowly like an idler.
Liang Cheng took his bag and looked through the harvest of the past few days-Uncle Oil, whose name is Li Zhe, is an account manager of an investment bank. He is unmarried and lives alone, and he raises a Fadou. Occasionally, a cousin of a college student comes to the house to spend the night. Whether it is really a cousin remains to be verified.
"Don't you want me to help?" He asked.
Qiao Yuanlin turned to the pet shop across the street and said, "His puppy will be fostered until the day after tomorrow, and he will probably come back during the day or the night after tomorrow."
Liang Cheng said "hmm": "Okay, I got it."
Qiao Yuanlin was a little worried: "How sure are you of making him submit?"
Liang Chengdao: "Thirty to thirty percent."
"It's strange to be precise." Qiao Yuanlin thought he had the chance to win, subconsciously Liang Cheng could handle everything, "It's a bit low, brother."
The tone was exactly the same as when he said "Brother has no money" back then, Liang Cheng looked at him, his eyes fell on Berry Fan's lips, and said, "Please, I can improve."
Qiao Yuanlin refused: "Do you count me in the odds?"
"Including you will drop to 10%." Liang Cheng stopped teasing him, "I want a gang to commit crimes, one person is 3.3, three people is close to 100%?"
Late at night the day after tomorrow, the shops on the street closed one after another, and the gatehouses of the colorful homes were lit with colorful lights.
A taxi came from the airport and stopped at the entrance of the community. Uncle You got out of the car and was on a business trip with an overnight flight. He dragged his suitcase and walked forward wearily.
He took out a cigarette and put it on. Suddenly, a person came in front of him. The other person held up the lighter with discernment, and slid it away. The dancing flames illuminated a very beautiful face.
The cigarette was lit, and Uncle You was confused: "Who are you?"
Ying Xiaoqiong rolled her eyes and said, "Chunfeng Bar, you gave me medicine, forgot?"
Uncle Oil tightened his expression, and denied, "I don't understand what you're talking about, get out of the way, you've got the wrong person."
"Didn't you say you like my type?" Ying Xiaoqiong stopped him, "Give me Viagra, why, you are quite self-aware, you know that you can't be touched without taking medicine, right?"
Uncle Oil was furious and guilty, the boy that night was indeed a showman, and he had red lips and white teeth, but I remember he was younger than this.
He took a detour, turned around, and on the other side came a strong man, wearing sunglasses, a mask, a fisherman hat, and a Louis Vuitton men's bag under his arm.
The fourth child has millions of fans, so how can he show his face easily? He never thought that buying luxury goods is as easy as buying soy sauce, and one day he will have to go back to his old business.
He wanted to refuse at first, but Liang Cheng actually said that he owed that little kid to jump out of the window and catch Qiao Yuanlin. Is this a human word, he will be hated forever when he jumped out of the window? If I remember correctly, it was the second window that Liang Cheng was talking about at that time.
"Li Zhe, right? You don't do serious things at such a young age, do you know who you provoke?" The fourth child remembers Qiao Yuanlin as a 16-year-old middle school student. A dragon, you think he is an innocent little boy, he is a monster!"
A light cough, quiet.
Uncle Oil turned around in panic, and saw the man who almost pushed him somersault that night. For the convenience of recalling, the other party deliberately wore the same shirt.
Liang Cheng copied his trouser pocket, first gave the fourth child a look, and thought that you were just complaining about arresting him, and then said: "The account manager of Wentian Investment, isn't that right?"
Uncle Oil was visibly panicked, and said, "I didn't do anything to your brother."
"It's a bit tired to stand and talk." Liang Cheng looked up at the lights facing the street, "Why don't you go to your house to chat, Unit 602, Unit 3, Building 6, the sophomore you're taking care of probably didn't come today."
After finding out everything about the company and address, including the shady privacy, Uncle You was surrounded on three sides and surrendered: "What do you want, money?"
Ying Xiaoqiong deserved to be the informant of the captain of the criminal police, and said: "To taint the witness, if you are guilty and meritorious, I will give you a red envelope."
Liang Cheng stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward and hugged Uncle You and walked towards the street, he squeezed his shoulder bones, and with a little force, this guy wailed in pain, and he didn't know what he had practiced in private lessons.
Walking to the side of the Mercedes-Benz, the fourth child opened the door and pushed the man in.
With a bang, the door closed, and Uncle You sat in the back slumped in anxiety, raised his head, and the victim who was intoxicated and deceitful that night turned around from the co-pilot, really weird, with a bright and airy smile.
Tick, Qiao Yuanlin pressed the recorder and said, "Hey, let's start."
The Three Musketeers completed their task without getting into the car, and leaned on the body of the car to light a cigarette each under the moonlight, biting on it, and puffing out the smoke.
After so many years, Ying Xiaoqiong has long since stopped collecting debts and focused on the catering business. Liang Cheng ended his wandering life and became a doctor. The fourth child worked hard in a foreign land and was happy and at ease. No one thought that they would have the opportunity to get together to do this kind of work.
What is it called, Jianghu wanted warrant.
Ying Xiaoqiong stretched her waist and said, "Fourth brother, can you see the road?"
"Fuck, I forgot." The fourth child took off his sunglasses, "Next time, make an appointment in advance for this matter, delaying my live broadcast, and the fans will be sad."
Liang Cheng: "Oh."
Ying Xiaoqiong asked softly, "What's the relationship between you and classmate Xiao Qiao now?"
Liang Cheng said, "I don't know."
The fourth child wrapped his arms around Xiao Jiujiu: "Can you work harder and curry favor with him. Tell him not to bear my grudge. If it is revealed to me one day, the fans will not be able to stand it."
"Don't be an old fan." Ying Xiaoqiong said annoyed, "I can't take it anymore."
The fourth child said again: "Forget it, it's useless for us to worry about it."
"Right."
After a while, Ying Xiaoqiong couldn't hold back: "Participant, what kind of relationship do you want?"
Liang Cheng smiled lowly, brushed off the cigarette ash, the dust fluttered in the air, his tone was soft, and he replied: "This time, he will."