The truth is chilling.

Li Mingzhi's actions have touched the moral bottom line of civilized society.

From the first day of his father's admission to the hospital, he did not say anything for the father who had raised him for more than 20 years, but took advantage of his father's illness to apply for crowdfunding and hire a water army to spread the news.

Watching the crowdfunding amount continue to jump up, he finally couldn't hold back the demon in his heart.

So before the crowdfunding funds were released to his bank card, he applied for a small loan, and when his girlfriend kept running for him, he actually bought shoes and bags, and smashed them at the gold worshippers and female anchors.

Maybe the girl who received those shoes and the bag would feel disgusted to know the truth.

But this is not the reason why Zhang Xiaojian is angry.

What Zhang Xiaojian couldn't accept the most was the screenshot of Li Mingzhi's WeChat chat with his mother.

Mom – Voice messages.

Mom – Voice messages.

Mom – Voice messages.

Mom – Son, why don't you answer the phone?

Li Mingzhi - Class.

Mom - Son, you have to put away your father's ID card and medical records.

Mom - Son, can you ask the school leaders to give a speech and ask the students to donate some money?

Mom - son, there is no money at home, and your father does not have enough money.

Li Mingzhi - Didn't my girlfriend just raise 20,000 yuan?

Three voice messages, and possibly several phone calls, his response was just two words: 'class'.

The words that followed were even more chilling, 'Didn't my girlfriend just raise 20,000 yuan?' as if his father's admission to the ICU had nothing to do with him.

This indifference is chilling.

Zhang Xiaojian couldn't understand what Li Mingzhi's mother was feeling when she was holding her mobile phone and looking at her son's reply, but most of the time her son was definitely not in class.

Zhang Xiaojian has never seen his own mother since he was a child, he grew up in the second aunt's house, and only the second aunt is his own mother.

The second aunt from a poor family has worked hard to bring him and his sister up, and he sees how difficult it is, so he can't tolerate this matter the most.

The reason why Gao Qingsong had to kick that kick in the end was because this kick was kicked for the mother who gave birth to him and raised her, and he had to kick it.

This is Zhang Xiaojian's truth.

This is a truth that must be fought.

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The comrades of the police understood Zhang Xiaojian's reasoning, and if it were him, it was estimated that he would not be able to control himself.

But after all, the country has its own laws, and the family has its own rules, no matter what the reason, intentional injury is not a light crime.

Zhang Xiaojian was taken to the police station, and the police car was followed by a Lamborghini and a Land Rover, which attracted a lot of attention.

After they left, the open-air cafeteria seemed to have been blown up, and the blood on the floor tiles was still clear, indicating that the victim seemed to have been seriously injured.

It's just that no one present knows the truth, and if they do, I'm afraid that few people will have pity for the so-called victims.

After arriving at the police station, Zhang Xiaojian was thrown into the interrogation room.

The school leaders who followed, as well as Zhang Xiaojian's friends, came in a large group, causing the public servants who were working to look sideways.

However, looking at the fact that things seem to be very big, they don't seem to make any waves.

The police comrade named Sun Qingyong, who was in charge of the case, actually brewed a pot of tea for the first time.

Ignore the school leadership.

Ignored Su Yu and the others.

went to the inquiry room as soon as possible, and personally filled Zhang Xiaojian.

"If you're tired, drink saliva slowly. ”

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned, stiffly picked up the tea, took a sip, didn't taste anything, and said politely: "You are worried." ”

Sun Qingyong shook his hand: "Don't be so polite, of course I'm on your side out of feelings, and I have to clap my hands, but business has to be done, if the other party wants to be held accountable, you have to think about what to do." ”

Zhang Xiaojian raised his eyebrows, and he became angry when he mentioned this: "Accountability?

"Okay, you go out of breath first. ”

As he spoke, Sun Qingyong gave Zhang Xiaojian a cigarette, took out the fire, and lit it himself.

Zhang Xiaojian took a sip, thinking to himself if this treatment was too good?

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Facts have proved that justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, and tolerance outside the law is by no means an old saying.

Zhang Xiaojian not only got some treatment that made him feel too good.

On the other side, when Ye Mozhu finished reporting the whole matter to the school leaders, this group of old men with an average age of almost sixty began to scold at the police station, and sincerely felt that Zhang Xiaojian played well.

The staff of the police station and the people who came to do the work were dumbfounded, what is the matter? What can be such a violent thing in the police station?

Fortunately, this group of old men was not in good physical strength, but they also scolded for half an hour before they could relieve their hatred.

Next, it is up to the two sides to coordinate how to resolve the matter.

Of course, the medical expenses can't be run, Zhang Xiaojian didn't care and nodded in agreement, and the rest depends on the attitude of Li Mingzhi's family.

Today, Li Mingzhi's father is still in the ICU, and he himself is lying in the hospital.

The only person who can come to the police station is Li Mingzhi's mother, a sanitation worker who gets up early and works late at night.

When she was invited, it was almost late at night, and the person who went to invite her was Wang Yuanyuan, both of whom had a little red eyes, obviously crying just now.

Zhang Xiaojian's heart was entangled when he saw Li's mother, and he felt uncomfortable.

Mother Li is an inconspicuous middle-aged woman, a little thin and very bad-faced, her rough hands did not know where to put when she entered the inquiry room, and she wanted to turn her back and finally chose to give up.

Judging from this action, Mother Li's sense of Zhang Xiaojian is very complicated.

This is because Zhang Xiaojian originally gave Ye Mozhu 500,000 yuan not long ago to save her husband, how can he be a bad person with this kind of generosity that he doesn't know?

But not long ago, he sent his son to the hospital again, and although the doctor said that it was fine, he ...... the injuries on his face.

Zhang Xiaojian stood up and nodded politely: "Auntie, hello." ”

Mother Li didn't know how to answer, there were a lot of people around, not only Yuanyuan, who she was familiar with, but also a group of people, some from the school and the police, and she was very nervous.

Sun Qingyong stood up in time: "You sit first." ”

The two sides sat down, and before he continued to preside over this kind of civil mediation that he was good at, Zhang Xiaojian took the lead in speaking: "Mozhu?"

Ye Mozhu immediately squeezed out of the cracks.

Zhang Xiaojian said: "First transfer the 500,000 yuan I gave you to your aunt." ”

Ye Mozhu was stunned for a moment, the people inside the police station, the old professors from the school, and Zhang Xiaojian's friends were all a little emotionally complicated, so that the scene fell into silence.

"Didn't you hear me?" Zhang Xiaojian asked rhetorically.

Ye Mozhu bit his lower lip and said to Mother Li: "Auntie, give me your bank card number." ”

Mother Li was a little stunned, not because of the impact of things always happening at home in recent days, but because she already knew what the child did on the way here, this money, that has the face to take it?

saw the difficulties of Mother Li.

Zhang Xiaojian said in the calmest voice: "Auntie, one yard is one yard, I promised Mozhu to save people before, then I have to save it to the end, as for your son's account, let's calculate it separately." ”

For some reason, this calm voice came to everyone's ears and made them feel like they were thundering on the ground, which was particularly shocking.