From Lin Ge's escape in a car to being shot and arrested, Ding Xingsheng broke down after knowing it.

In the interrogation room of the Wuxi Town Police Station, under the powerful policy offensive of "leniency in confession and strictness in resistance", Ding Xingsheng quickly collapsed and explained everything to the police. There is some blood in the story: Lin Ge is handsome and lustful, and when he was working as a security guard in Shenzhen, he had a hot fight with several red-card ladies in the song and dance hall, which of course offended the boss, was arrested and beaten, and then fled back to his hometown with the help of Ding Xingsheng.

Ding Xingsheng was a gambler, worked in Shenzhen for three years, did not make money, but owed a huge debt, and fled back to his hometown. In desperation, Ding Xingsheng turned to Lin Ge for help.

At this time, the largest amount of money in history to raise funds to buy pigs appeared, and Lin Ge and Ding Xingsheng planned this robbery.

They first manipulated the engine and caused the truck to break down - there was a small problem here, the two cars broke down at the same time, and the distance between them was a little longer, so they had to let Ding Xingsheng find an excuse to squat in the pit, approach Gao Mengzi, who had always been withdrawn, and faint while he urinated. At the same time, Lin Ge took advantage of Shen Xing's unpreparedness, slashed Shen Xing with a knife from the side, and then used a steel basket to stun Li Wenhua, who was repairing the car.

In order to get rid of suspicion, Lin Ge gritted his teeth and asked Ding Xingsheng to knock him unconscious, but Ding Xingsheng was a brother, so he shot too lightly......

In the evening, Director Wang and three policemen picked up a sealed plastic bag from the water and grass by the river, which was a small suitcase containing money, and the 197,000 yuan in it was undamaged.

The call returned to Nanjian City, and the slaughtering self-employed people in the west of the city were thunderous.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Yang Zijian and Mr. Lin took a bus to Xiaogu's house.

Passing by the gate of the Chengxi Police Station, he only heard the deafening sound of firecrackers in front of the compound, filled with gunsmoke, a group of slaughtering self-employed people beating gongs and drums to send pennants, vaguely, he saw Wang Yun's cheerful figure, and there were several reporters from Nanjian Daily taking pictures nearby - unfortunately, such an important report may be cut off by Nanjian Daily reporters.

Teacher Lin also noticed it and asked curiously: "Has Wang Yun's father solved the case and made meritorious contributions?" ”

Yang Zijian nodded and said: "Yes, the case of slaughtering self-employed people in the Nansha area who raised 200,000 yuan to buy pigs was robbed, and Director Wang took people to solve it, not only robbed the suspect, but also found a lot of money. It's a pity that we were tracking and reporting at noon, but I didn't expect the daily reporters to have such a smart nose, and they came to report before Director Wang came back. ”

After all, the so-called "little correspondents" of the Oak Literature Club are actually amateur reporters without interview certificates, and it doesn't matter if you rely on acquaintances in Nanjian City to get in the newspaper, but outside the city, no newspaper will recognize you.

Teacher Lin warned solemnly: "It's okay for your literary club to report on advanced deeds, and don't interview the news on the dark side of society, which is harmful to your growth, and I won't let you publish it!" ”

Yang Zijian had no choice but to agree: "I know." ”

They got off at a stop on Minjiang Middle Road, and when they passed a fruit shop, Yang Zijian bought five catties of fruit, then arrived in Ningyuan Community, climbed to the fifth floor of 12 buildings, and knocked on the door of the Xiaogu editor's house.

Xiao Gu opened the door, and after a period of greetings, he accepted Yang Zijian's fruit with a smile, and invited Lin Kechun and Yang Zijian to sit in the living room.

The drum house is very distinctive, there are not many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, but there are a lot of antiques and carving works, and some folk handicrafts, so that the interior has a hearty local atmosphere, and it is integrated with modern decoration, which is very chic.

After taking a sip of tea, Yang Zijian said directly: "Teacher Xiaogu, during this time, Teacher Lin and the female editor of Chu have asked me to submit more articles to student journals and national newspapers and periodicals, and to write about the local travelogues of Nantang Town and Nanjian City are to seek refinement and beauty. I've written too many of these kinds of works before, and the homogenization of language and creativity is very serious. Therefore, I apply to you to open a column on local culture in the Danxia edition, and my local prose works will be mainly published in this column in the future. In this way, I can devote more energy to writing my works exquisitely, and at the same time, I have time to write some non-local works and submit them to student journals and national newspapers. ”

Xiao Gu seemed to know his intention, he nodded, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Zijian, do you know the meaning of the literary column?" ”

Yang Zijian was stunned for a moment, and said righteously: "It's a fixed layout, the same writer, using his own style works, to publish works that are biased towards a certain field, right?" ”

Xiao Gu took a sip of tea and said indifferently: "This is just the surface meaning, you can understand it however you want." To put it bluntly, it is to open a special place in the supplement so that authors can publish their works at will, isn't it? ”

Yang Zijian blinked, not knowing how to answer, in his heart, he actually just wanted a long-term and stable meal ticket.

Xiao Gu continued: "Actually, the columnist in a sense occupies some of the authority of the editor in charge, because the editor cannot pick and choose the columnist and cannot modify it at will. But, correspondingly, the columnist also bears part of the responsibility of the editor. ”

Teacher Lin was a little worried: "What responsibility?" ”

Xiao Gu smiled: "The column is the essence of the entire page, and the quality of its works must be excellent works, so as to have a broad and stable readership, that is to say, the columnist should establish some kind of benign interaction with the readers, and some of the readers' opinions and opinions should be accepted modestly and make appropriate adjustments." ”

Yang Zijian nodded again and again, once he becomes a columnist, then the reader is half of his own food and clothing.

Xiao Gu finally smiled and clapped the board: "I agree to open a column for you." You don't have to be so serious, just write your best work and leave it to me. ”

Yang Zijian hurriedly stood up, bowed deeply to Xiao Gu and said, "Thank you, Teacher Xiao Gu, I will write a good column work seriously!" ”

Teacher Lin got up and shook hands with Xiao Gu and thanked him, "Thank you very much for your support to Zijian. This kid has talent, perseverance, and a future, but he needs a hand like you. Rest assured, I will supervise him in writing every op-ed, and of course, I will not interfere with his writing. ”

Xiao Gu was pleased: "Actually, I have always been looking forward to the emergence of authors like Yang Zijian, I like to write medium-length novels with a local flavor, and now I can liberate a little." With Yang Zijian's works, Danxia's traditional style can be maintained, and I have more time to write my own works! ”

Then the three of them discussed, and Xiao Gu proposed to name the column "Yun Gu Xiang Xin", which means "singing the new look of the hometown on the ancient rhyme of local culture".

Of course, Mr. Lin and Yang Zijian have no opinion.