The male classmate in the lead held a small flag of "Long live the national hero" and stepped forward to ask: "Did you accept money from people and deliberately come here to make trouble?"

Another female classmate with big pigtails announced the mastermind behind the scenes, saying, "Say, did the Oriental instruct you!"

The reporters inside came out with Li Fengzhu and Ji Bingzhi, and saw that some students came out to march, and they came out to support Ma Shoushan after reading the slogans. This interview can really be used to enrich the headlines, so Ji Bingzhi, who was originally competing for an interview, was put aside for the time being.

Ji Bingzhi stood on the second step, and at a glance saw an old gentleman dressed as a teacher belatedly coming. This is none other than Mr. Jia Qianzhong, who spoke up for her after the last trial. From this point of view, this class of students is about his senior disciples.

"This is not ......" Li Fengzhu also recognized the person who came, and muttered and took two steps forward.

I saw Jia Quanzhong put his hands behind his waist and interrogated the eight-character nonsense: "Are there any of your comrades in the court? We have been guarding outside for a long time, and we don't know at all that the discipline master will come out of the side door, how do you know that you have to stay here?"

Li Fengzhu immediately raised his head, and his sharp eyes shone on the row of glass windows at the back of the court building.

At the same time, Ji Bingzhi immediately made the same move. This question is indeed worth studying, and although her decision to evacuate through the back door was not improvised, she was sure that no matter how much this idea was leaked, it would not reach the ears of the Orientals in advance. Unless, someone has been secretly chasing her trail since the adjournment. It is also strange that the court is also a serious organ and should have relatively strict discipline. For example, at the end of the last trial, the interview was only conducted for a short time outside the gate, and then a security team came to drive it away, why is there no more today? Even if the guard at the back door is a little looser than the gate, there should be action at this point. Based on the analysis of these two points, I am afraid that there is a lot of suspicion within the court.

Ji Bingzhi quickly turned her head to look at the street again, but fortunately, there was not a single car on the road at the moment, which made her feel a little relieved.

When the students in the march saw the eight-figure beard and rat scurrying, there was a chase and interception, and three or five male students stood in a row, and first blocked the back door: "Do you want to run? ”

Because of the large number of people, the students grabbed him in three or two strokes and took out a lot of things from his fat waist. In addition to the cigarettes that were just taken out to make a fuss, there is also a piece of soap with white hair, and a toothbrush with half of the hair off, all of which are domestic products without exception. And the most important thing, an interview with Ji Bingzhi by Ta Kung Pao, it was this report that pushed the domestic product controversy to the forefront.

A reporter in the front row questioned: "Yo, you have suffered enough losses!"

The students sneered in unison: "It can be seen that this person is deliberately here to find fault!"

"I didn't, I didn't, I brought a lot of things, and I was ready to settle the general account!" Bazihu still tried to quibble, and wanted to completely push the responsibility to Ji Bingzhi.

Hearing the movement here, the people who watched the excitement also followed.

The first to interject was an interviewer in the area: "This person is a little strange, he came to the teahouse early in the morning and distributed a pile of moldy smoke. Let's still think about it, where did a master come out? Dare to love this guy is Yama's grandmother is pregnant and pregnant with a ghost fetus!"

"But let me find it, you have lost the roots!" A angry face appeared in the crowd, and then a pair of hands were squeezed up from the cracks of the people, with the meaning of asking everyone to judge justice, "You recognize my face, I have been working in the domestic goods sales office for more than ten years, and I dare to admit it if I dare to say it!" Two days ago, when it was about to close, the intermediary suddenly came into the door, saying that it was a guy from the pancreas factory, and he knew that our company had a few boxes of soap that had not been sold for more than a year, so he specially pulled a car to recycle it, and sent a batch of new goods to us in two days. There is indeed a matter of stale goods, and those boxes of soap are naturally not easy to sell. But what to do with it, I don't know at all. In addition, it was late, and I was the only one left in the store to lock the door. I just said that I can't ask anyone for the time being, so let's come back early tomorrow. But he didn't leave, and he talked to me for a while, pointing out the names of the people on our cabinet one by one. I'm also careless, I know everyone about him, and when I come back, I'm in a hurry to go home and can't stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the kid, so I let him pull the goods away. When I got up the next day, I found out that our manager was planning to sell the capital at a reduced price, and he didn't ask the pancreatic factory to exchange the goods at all. Now that the goods are gone, how many of you will give me a review, but how can I pay the difference?"

The interviewer looked him up and down several times, then turned his head and confirmed to the students: "It's a guy from the domestic goods sales office. The year before last, there was a news that a domestic product sales office had carelessly put a batch of Oriental briefcases on the shelves. After I went to the field to read it, I wrote a newsletter, which was published in the "North China Daily". Can't be wrong, can't be wrong. Instead, he took a sip of the mustache that raised his hand to cover his face, "You first said that you are a fellow villager in the Northeast, but I don't look at you at all!"

When the students heard this, someone immediately took his belt and tied up the mustache, preparing to drag him to prison.

Jia Qianzhong, who was late, had already walked out of the crowd from the center at this time, stretched out his hand to his chest, and waved it slowly at Ji Bingzhi, probably asking her not to participate in this matter.

Ji Bingzhi was also thinking that it was far more convincing for so many people who didn't know her to come forward to expose the conspiracy than if she went into battle in person, so she nodded, wanting to leave from the other doors while everyone was not paying attention.

"Phew, is being a fellow countryman if you can speak Northeast dialect?"

"It's just a ruffian, there are a few scum in any realm!"

"Next time, let us meet you doing bad things in the name of a fellow villager in the Northeast, and we will definitely tear your mouth apart!"

The angry protests of the students reached his ears, and Ji Bingzhi thought about it, this class of students deliberately put down their homework to support, and it was reasonable to say words of gratitude before leaving.

In addition to the students who gathered around to spurn the troublemakers, some of the neighbors who passed by to see the bustle gathered in another circle and asked the guys from the domestic goods sales office who were asking for justice, did the domestic soap really grow hair?

The guy picked up the soap, raised his hand, and raised his finger to explain, "It's not white hair, it's a crystalline alkali." It is inevitable that the soap will be left for too long, as long as you don't take a bath, washing clothes is not an obstacle. If it really grows hair, it can't be sold horizontally and vertically, and it will be counted as scrapped accounts, and I don't have to chase it all the way. A group of gangsters went to the gate of the pancreatic factory to make trouble, saying that it was because they had bought a batch of long-haired soap books and had lost them on credit, and the factory director had to pay for them. Our store did not have a peaceful birthday, the goods called people deceived not to say, every three or five people always come to change the soap, every day at the door of the pestle shouted "soap hair, will it wash out the disease?" Originally, a single loss of old goods is not to, seeing that the customers are scared away, the manager has to ask me to take a responsibility. I ran on the big and small roads for several days, and I took two dollars into the ocean, and I caught him. ”

And Li Fengzhu, who had been enthusiastically debunking the true face of the troublemakers, suddenly fell silent. She had the idea that someone in the court hated Ma Shouhua to the bone, and wanted to sneak into the building to try her luck when there were many people. So, he gave Chen Yanping a look and asked him to keep up with the situation here, while he secretly stepped back.

Unfortunately, as long as it is an internal office area, someone comes to check the documents as soon as you get closer. When he saw that it was a reporter's visit, he was particularly vigilant and refused to be accommodating at all. This is in stark contrast to the lax guards outside the building. There must be an inside story for what is contradictory.

When she returned downstairs after a round of closed-door soup, the mustache had been so hung that she couldn't hold her head up. The crowd was deliberating on what charges he should be brought to justice.

You can't escape from cheating people and property, and Ji Bingzhi can also give him a little color, and there is not much controversy about suing him for picking quarrels and provoking trouble. Jia Qianzhong is very much in favor of doing this, because forbearance is usually not exchanged for peace, but for inches. Some students also said indignantly that the farce of the case of abandoning relatives was about to be untenable, but the spies obviously would not give up and should be used as a wake-up call to this dangerous element for the crime of defamation.

The church bell rang in the distance, and it only struck for a moment. This reminded Ji Bingzhi that he had been abandoned here for an hour. For her, who was particularly concerned about time, she shook her head a little dazzlingly: "I won't follow." The villain also knows that he can't see the light, and he will naturally run away to make a quick buck. If he is really short of money and lacks his conscience to the point where he has to sell it, why not give him a bowl of rice. ”

When Li Fengzhu heard this, he rushed forward, and said worriedly: "If this plan fails, will there be another plan?" This statement is by no means groundless, it is precisely because Ji Bingzhi once woke her up in front of her that she understood that the viciousness of the spy is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Since he has served as Ma Shouhua's lawyer, he must always pay attention to personal safety.

Perhaps it was because of the cruel education that many years of anti-Japanese experience brought to Jia Qianzhong that without knowing it, he was able to twist his beard and make the following inference: "That's right, whether it is the spies of Jinmen or the military police, they are all demons who kill people without blinking. In the occupied areas, they even torture civilians faster and more as a pastime. Just imagine, can a capable and patriotic Chinese dodge their butcher's knife?"

When several female classmates heard this, they were so angry that they burst into tears, and stood up in front of Ji Bingzhi angrily: "Then we will escort the discipline master all the way back, and never give the executioner any chance to take advantage of!"

The group walked down the street in a majestic manner, telling passers-by that they were going to the shelter of a patriot who had published "Tanaka's Sonata" to expose Japan's aggressive ambitions. The student's proposal was definitely well-intentioned, but it was also absolutely inappropriate, and even self-defeating.