Lin Zhiming came to the second floor.

The feet squeaked on the wooden floor.

This is a wooden floor made of cedar, and it has not even been painted, so it seems that it is really difficult.

There were two rooms on the second floor, one with an open door and one with a closed door, Lin Zhiming first looked into the room with the door open, and after finding that there was no one, he knocked on the closed door.

There was no movement inside the door.

"Jiang Qingqing, I am Mencius's cousin, I have something to ask you. Lin Zhiming said.

There was still no movement inside the door.

Lin Zhiming frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed the doorknob and pushed it in, and found that the door was locked.

"If you don't speak, I'll go in by myself. Lin Zhiming said.

There was still no movement inside the door.

Lin Zhiming noticed something unusual, and his hand paused slightly.

Bang!

The door was violently pushed open by Lin Zhiming.

Behind the door was a very simple room, with a bed and a table, and many awards on the wall.

On the bed, a girl was lying there, one hand hanging weakly on the edge of the window, and white foam was flowing out of the woman's mouth little by little.

Lin Zhiming's face changed, and he hurriedly rushed over and hugged the girl.

The girl had completely lost consciousness, and she let Lin Zhiming hold her without any movement.

Lin Zhiming reached out and probed under the girl's nose and found that there was still a faint breath.

Lin Zhiming didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly rushed out of the room with the girl in his arms, and then jumped directly from the second floor.

"Dong Jian, go to the hospital, Jiang Qingqing has taken sleeping pills. Lin Zhiming said.

Dong Jianli turned around and ran to his car, while the rickety middle-aged man shouted in shock, "What's wrong with my daughter, what did you do to my daughter?"

Lin Zhiming didn't pay attention to the other party, rushed to the side of the car in three or two steps, opened the car door and sat in.

The middle-aged man ran to the side of the car in a hurry, opened the door and got into the car.

"Dong Jian, go. Lin Zhiming said.

Dong Jian started the car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

"What's wrong with my daughter?" the middle-aged man asked excitedly.

"I think I took too much sleeping pills. Lin Zhiming said.

"Why is this happening, why. The middle-aged man had red eyes and grabbed his hair in pain.

Lin Zhiming didn't speak, he turned Jiang Qingqing in one direction, let her lie face down on his legs, and then kept patting Jiang Qingqing's back with both hands.

White foam dripped down from Jiang Qingqing's mouth, and Lin Zhiming simply put his finger into Jiang Qingqing's mouth.

Vomit!

Jiang Qingqing suddenly retched.

"What are you doing?!" the middle-aged man exclaimed excitedly.

"Emetic . Lin Zhiming said.

"Gross!"

Jiang Qingqing retched a few more times, and then spit out a large mouthful of something.

"Qingqing, you'll be fine, don't be afraid, Dad is here!" said the middle-aged man.

Lin Zhiming helped Jiang Qingqing induce vomiting several times, and vomited a lot of things, the whole car was full of unpleasant smells, and Lin Zhiming's hands were also filthy.

Finally, the car stopped.

"It's here!" Dong Jian said.

Lin Zhiming immediately opened the car door, carried Jiang Qingqing out of the car, and then ran to the emergency department.

The emergency doctor performed gastric lavage on Jiang Qingqing, and finally put Jiang Qingqing out of danger.

"Fortunately, there are not many sleeping pills in the stomach, otherwise it would be dangerous, did you induce vomiting on her on the way here?" the doctor asked.

"Hmm!" Lin Zhiming nodded.

"No wonder, otherwise, with the patient's current condition, if there is no vomiting, the consequences will be unimaginable. The doctor turned and left.

"Daughter, why are you so stupid!" the middle-aged man stood beside the bed, took Jiang Qingqing's hand and said sadly.

"Jiang Mao, why did your daughter commit suicide, don't you count it in your heart?" Lin Zhiming stood aside and asked coldly.

"Who are you?" asked Jiang Mao, a middle-aged man.

"I am Mencius's cousin. Lin Zhiming said.

Jiang Mao's face changed slightly.

"I just came from the police station, and your daughter testified that Mencius raped her, I just came here to find an answer, did Mencius rape her?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"Yes. Jiang Mao nodded again and again, but his expression was a little flustered.

"Yes, then can you explain why a sum of 200,000 yuan was remitted to your account this morning?" Lin Zhiming asked with a frown.

"How do you know?!" Jiang Mao looked at Lin Zhiming in horror.

"In addition, I investigated your call records today, at about three o'clock in the morning, you had an access phone call that lasted for more than ten minutes, and this point in time, just after you called the police and your daughter was raped, I checked the person who called you and found that person... It is your daughter's classmate, Gong Wenbin. Lin Zhiming said.

Jiang Mao looked at Lin Zhiming in disbelief, he never thought that Lin Zhiming would find out so many things.

"If your daughter wants to commit suicide, it must be because she has a knot that makes her unable to live, what is this knot? If you can't untie this knot, your daughter will commit suicide today, and tomorrow she will also commit suicide, jumping off a building, jumping into a river, and running under someone's car, there is always a way to die. Lin Zhiming said.

Listening to Lin Zhiming's words, Jiang Mao's face showed an expression of pain and struggle.

"Tell me the truth, no matter who is involved in this matter, I can help you settle it!" Lin Zhiming said.

"Why are you helping me settle things... They're rich people, very, very rich, and they're connected, and there's no way you're going to help me settle it. Jiang Mao shook his head painfully.

"Rich?" Lin Zhiming sneered and said, "There is really no one who is qualified to say that he is rich in front of me." ”

"Young man, you must know that there are people outside the world, how can you have money when you are so young? Even if you have money, you can't fight the snake. Jiang Mao said.

"The person who raped your daughter is Gong Wenbin, right?" Lin Zhiming suddenly asked.

Jiang Mao's face changed and said, "What are you talking nonsense, it's not Gong Wenbin." ”

"Then tell me, what did you talk about for ten minutes after you called the police at three o'clock in the morning? You tell me, why do you have an extra 200,000 in your account, and this 200,000 is still from a company under Gong Wenbin's father?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"You... You know everything. Jiang Mao shouted in despair.

"If I want to prove my cousin's innocence, I must find out the truth of this matter and tell me, did Gong Wenbin rape your daughter, and then give you 200,000 yuan for you to testify against Mencius?" Lin Zhiming stared at Jiang Mao and asked.

Jiang Mao wanted to defend himself, but under Lin Zhiming's momentum, he couldn't open his mouth at all.

"200,000 yuan! Is your daughter's innocence and Mencius's innocence only worth 200,000?" Lin Zhiming asked with a clenched fist.

"That's 200,000. Jiang Mao sighed.

Although he didn't admit anything, this sigh has already explained the problem.

"Even if you don't care about Mencius, you have to take care of your daughter, 200,000, do you just let a person who insults your daughter go unpunished?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"That's 200,000!" Jiang Mao looked at Lin Zhiming and said, "I won't be able to save this money in my life, you know?" I'm a disabled person, I can only earn less than 2,000 yuan a month, I have to support my daughter, and I have to let her study, I have no money, I really have no money, Qingqing was raped, I am also very sad, but, so what, this matter is already a fact, she was raped by Gong Wenbin, Gong Wenbin's family is one of the best in our county, even if he is testified, so what, he is a school student, his family has a relationship, he will come out in three or two years at most, and then what? Then he can still live a good life, and what about us? At most, we will get a compensation of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, and then our lives will be as they should be. Do you know what you can do with 200,000 yuan? 200,000 yuan can be used to pay for Qingqing's college tuition and living expenses in the next four years! Without this money, even if she is admitted to college, she will not have the money to go to college, do you know? When she graduates, she will find a job outside and find someone to marry, who will know that she still has such a past? I am all thinking about Qingqing!"

After saying this, Jiang Mao was already in tears.

Qingqing's sobs were also heard on the bed, and she had woken up and heard these words.

Lin Zhiming stood there, speechless for a long time.

This is the helplessness of people living at the bottom, even if they are hurt, they have no way, as Jiang Mao said, rape is not murder, even if Gong Wenbin goes in, he is still a rich second generation after three or two years out, and his life is still very good, and Qingqing is different, her body was violated is already a fact, according to legal procedures, at most tens of thousands of yuan will be compensated, which is too bad compared to 200,000.

"But you have to know that by doing this, you will ruin Mencius, what did he do wrong?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"He's not wrong with anything, it's all my fault, but we really can't help it. Jiang Mao said helplessly.

"In addition to money, there is another thing that is very important for people to live in this world, and that is conscience. Lin Zhiming pointed to his chest and said, "A person, if he doesn't even have a conscience, then there is no point in giving him more money, you have your hardships, I understand, but... Any of my own sufferings must not be based on the suffering of others, otherwise it would be selfish, and I will continue to follow up on this matter, and I will use my own means to prove my cousin's innocence! ”

After saying this, Lin Zhiming turned around and left, and Dong Jian also left.

From beginning to end, Lin Zhiming did not use his identity to suppress Jiang Mao, let alone propose to take money to make them retract their confessions, because Lin Zhiming needed them to admit all this, only in this way could Jiang Qingqing really be redeemed, otherwise, Jiang Qingqing would not be able to escape a dead word in the end.

"That's 200,000. Jiang Mao sat on the chair and muttered blankly.

Jiang Qingqing kept sobbing, and her tears had soaked the pillow.