[a]

The phone hung up suddenly.

Lin Chen couldn't help but rub his eyebrows again.

The convict had been driving in front of him and had not said anything more to comfort him.

Because the carriage was relatively quiet, and Wang Chao was sitting next to him again, the young man should have heard what Song Shengsheng's former agent said just now, and looked at him with a look full of resentment: "Damn, Brother Ah Chen, I finally know what it means to be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs today, how can Song Shengsheng's agent be like this, although there is nothing wrong with what he said, but I really think that he is more than Liu Ying, I want to beat someone." ”

Lin Chen soothed his feelings, rubbed the young man's head, and asked, "Where is Aino's address?" ”

"Uh...... He's in the spring, I think Song Shengsheng probably returned to the spring. ”

"What do you mean?" The convict asked from the front.

"Aino is a spring man, his company is also in spring, and the car is also taken in spring."

"They said they would go to the Fengchun police to explain what happened." Lin Chen said to the torture conglian.

"So they're telling us not to meddle anymore?" The criminal conglian accurately grasped the key to the matter.

Lin Chen nodded.

"He told us not to interfere, should we say yes?"

These words sounded very familiar, and Lin Chen couldn't help but rub his eyebrows again.

The criminal Conglian was very unimpressed and said, "At least we have to confirm that Song Shengsheng is indeed safe and that his personal freedom is not restricted." ”

"Then are we going to spring again?" The dynasty couldn't help but wail.

"Not yet." The convict drove the car into the ramp in the direction of Hongjing, "We still have some things to go back to deal with." He thought for a while, and then said, "You and your brother Ah Chen should take a look at the online form first." ”

Wang Chaoyi opened the software according to his words, and naturally began to summarize the current public opinion index, and he asked as he did it: "But why do I have to sort out the network form now......

"Xiao Wang Xiansen." The torturer Lian said lightly.

"Huh?"

"Brains are a good thing, I hope you can have them."

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Chen had no choice but to explain to the young man: "Anyway, we still have to be careful before the matter is clear, online public opinion can help us deduce the direction of events, and sometimes it is difficult for you to know if the things you occasionally pay attention to one day will suddenly save the world." Lin Chen patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "At least don't be as careless as me." ”

Wang Chao opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but probably felt that words were not very useful, so he lowered his head and began to work quickly.

In the end, an analysis chart of the same public opinion number as Li Jingtian at the time of the incident appeared in front of Lin Chen's eyes.

Wang Chao said: "Ah Chen, this detonated must at least be a nuclear bomb!" ”

Although Lin Chen knew very well what kind of influence Song Shengsheng's incident would have after the live TV broadcast, he was still shocked by the exploding public opinion nebula map in front of him.

The comments and retweets of related events on the Internet have grown to a very crazy point, Lin Chen patiently read it roughly, and found that all the comments on the Internet can be roughly divided into several categories.

One group of people is accusing the police of being unfavorable, and the focus of their attention is on the Fengchun police officers who handled the case in the past, and they strongly demand that the police who handled the case at that time be strictly investigated.

The other group of people demanded that Li Jingtian be severely punished, under the merciless Internet public opinion offensive, Li Jingtian, a former popular superstar, has now become a street rat that everyone shouts and beats, and Li Jingtian's once arrogant fans are all silent, and none of them dare to speak for their former idols anymore.

The last group of people left is probably fans who don't participate in the melee on both sides and only care about Song Shengsheng silently.

Many of them have written many articles, both nostalgic and memorial, hoping that the people they once liked very much will be okay no matter what, and they also hope that one day they can see Song Shengsheng appear on the stage again.

Looking at the chaotic melee on the Internet, Lin Chen only felt that there seemed to be no problem here, because he really couldn't see any clues from it.

……

in residential areas.

In order to track Song Shengsheng's recent situation, Mu Wenhua has turned on the TV at home for two days in a row.

After her husband went to work today, she sat on the crawling mat in the living room with her little daughter, but she didn't have too much thought to play with her daughter, she knew that this situation was very wrong, but she couldn't control it from watching TV news at all.

When those reporters went to the cake shop, when they called Mr. Aino, she was also in front of the TV, and her heart gradually changed from excitement to irritability and even depression, yes, Mr. Aino's words were right, those reporters were simply watching the sound with the intention of watching gossip, they were completely different from her.

She got up from the crawling mat, moved over her laptop, and opened the Song Shengsheng personal station she used to go to every day—"Bewithyou".

Once after Song Shengsheng was imprisoned, she never dared to come here to see any recent situation about Song Shengsheng, and after yesterday, she actually found out the long-sealed account and boarded this website, in the member online column, she saw the friends who chased stars with her in the past, looking at the bright avatars, Mu Wenhua gradually became happy.

She really doesn't know how many years she hasn't seen so many people on the forum of Shengsheng, and the replies are flowing like water, among those who are new or old, there are many people who are begging for the old files of the Shengsheng concert, and there are also the veterans who have been guarding the forum and have worked tirelessly to upload all kinds of interview videos that are treasured on the hard drive and they think they will never see the light of day again.

When she saw this qiē, Mu Wenhua's restlessness suddenly calmed down, and Mu Wenhua thought that the biggest difference between their fans and those spectators was that they really loved Song Shengsheng.

Suddenly, a post caught her attention because it had been added to the moderator.

The theme of the post is - "They can't afford to lose, we will accompany you".

A post with a similar title seemed to be sensitous at Mu Wenhua's age, but she still clicked on it.

After looking at the main building, she roughly understood what the landlord meant, and then she was a little moved.

Because of yesterday's earth-shattering reversal, the Internet is now full of complaints against media reporters, police and investigators at the time, and many people are saying that those people ruined what should have been a glorious life, and who can afford to pay for his life now?

And the post she sees now is mainly written in response to similar remarks.

The landlord wrote a lot of words in the post.

He said: "Actually, like everyone else, I am also very concerned about where Shengsheng is now and how he is doing, but I think that as fans, we are different from those people who generally care about the 'Song Shengsheng incident' in that we must restrain the curiosity in our hearts to find out, although we really want to see him and want to know if he is okay, but we can't affect his current life, we have to give him breathing space and a chance to recover." Maybe he's recovering well now and is about to surprise us, or maybe he doesn't want to see us again, but no matter what, we said we would protect him for the rest of his life, and those things they can't afford to pay for must be returned to him with us. ”

He also said: "In the same way, we can't be like Li Jingtian's fans who frantically accuse and insult others, yes, it is the police who put the voice in prison, but it is also the police who expose the truth of the matter, and we can only trust the police to give him justice." Once, Shengsheng would rather bear it himself than hurt us, so we should also be a good person for him......"

Somehow, Mu Wenhua looked a little teary-eyed, yes, to love someone is to become a better person for him.

The landlord said in the end.

"It may be too selfish to say that, but I still hope that Sheng Sheng will one day overcome the pain and return to the stage, and I hope that he can become the proud 18-year-old boy again, and I hope that day will come soon."

Just when Mu Wenhua was sad and happy, Lin Chen also saw this post.

Of course, the location where he saw this post was not on Song Shengsheng's personal station "Bewithyou", but on Weibo.

Just now, when he and Wang Chao observed the public opinion on the Internet, there was a new nebula forming rapidly, and Wang Chao quickly opened this initial Weibo, and when they thought something big was wrong, they saw this long article with sincere feelings.

In the midst of countless accusations, insults, and quarrels, this long article seems to be a clear stream, it is so peaceful and sincere, although people always quarrel about such and such things and seem too violent, but when there are truly righteous and peaceful remarks, people are still willing to listen.

This Weibo was reposted more than 1,000 times in a short period of time, and people spontaneously brought #Accompany you to make a comeback# and #等候声声#一类的话题 in the retweet.

Song Sheng's voice has been silent for a long time, and the fans who have no leader seem to have found the backbone, and this simple long Weibo is like a clear spring rushing through the sludge, so that a clearly visible idea appears in front of all fans.

Many people abandoned the scuffle and began to repost this long article.

Dynasty closes the computer.

Lin Chen looked away, and outside the window there were still reeds that seemed to be unchanged for eternity.

He thought that no matter what, no matter how cruel the story was, there would be a calm day after all, and it would get better in a hurry, and he shouldn't worry about it anymore.

[two]

As if to show him that things aren't always as bad as he thinks.

When they returned to the police force, they were confronted with an unprecedented formation.

Lin Chen always felt that the news of his return to Hongjing didn't seem to inform too many people, but when he pushed open the office door, he saw that there was a large group of people waiting for them inside, and even the old director, who rarely went downstairs, deigned to walk down from the second floor.

There was silence in the office, looking at those stern faces, Lin Chen was very suspicious that they were going to be expelled from public office.

He glanced at the director tentatively, the old director had a straight face, the teacup in his hand walked out from behind the person, and the police officers in front of him all parted to the side, and the old director Wu walked in front of them, and the first thing was to kick the torture servant hard.

"Your boss is so old that you almost got a heart attack and went to the hospital!" The old chief yelled.

The criminal congregation stumbled one by one, his face full of grievances: "Wu Bureau...... Forced by the situation......"

"Forcing your head." The old director shook his hand vigorously as if he wanted to draw the punishment from Lian's shoulder, but the direction of that hand was forced in mid-air from the back of the company's head to his shoulder, the old director patted the punishment from Lian's shoulder hard, but the tea in the other hand did not splash half a point.

He said: "Torture Conglian, you really did a good job this time!" ”

The criminal congregation was stunned, as if he didn't expect the reprimand to turn into praise halfway, and he was very at a loss.

"Are you okay, old man?" The convict asked tentatively.

But before he could finish speaking, a very light applause rang out, and then everyone in the office began to applaud, which was not loud or so eager, but each of the clapping faces was so serious and solemn.

Lin Chen stood beside Xing Conglian, and was patted on the shoulder by those hands stretched out from all directions, many of them just patted them, and did not say much congratulations and appreciation, because this matter could not be congratulated, and only people of the status of the old director could say to them "Well done".

Lin Chen felt that he should have some feelings, but at that moment, he suddenly no longer regretted the choices he had made.

That's enough, it's enough.

Like the wind passing without a trace, something like what can be called a welcome party only lasted for a very short time, and after the old director left, the criminal conglian coaxed people away, and he directly asked his subordinates where the cake shop that had taken in Song Shengsheng to work was located.

Comrade Zhang Xiaolong's face turned red, after all, as a police officer who had investigated the Li Jingtian case, she should have enjoyed that moment just now.

Lin Chen patted the policewoman's shoulder and said "hard work".

The policewoman's face turned a little redder again: "Advisor Lin of the criminal team, Boss Chen is waiting in the lounge." She said as she led the way in front, "Oh yes, Boss Chen said that he didn't know the person you recognized for him, and that person was not the bus driver who drove Song Shengsheng away." ”

The policewoman stopped in front of the door, suddenly turned around and whispered, "Who is that person in the photo?" ”

The convict glanced at her and didn't answer the question.

The owner of the cake shop in the office has been waiting for a long time.

Seeing them, the owner of the cake shop immediately got up: "Oh, Mr. Officer, don't you know, just after filming the video with the TV station at the entrance of our store, I don't know how many calls I have received to interview me!" ”

Lin Chen didn't answer, but sat down directly opposite the boss.

The boss glanced at him and was suddenly surprised: "This police officer, have we met!" ”

"Uncle Chen, I often go to your store for breakfast." Lin Chen said.

"Oh oh, yes, yes, you come a lot." The owner of the cake shop was completely relaxed when he saw his acquaintance, "I heard some news on the way here, so our family Ah Guan is really that big star Song Shengsheng?" ”

"That's right." Lin Chen replied.

"Oh, then you said I should ask Ah Guan for an autograph to hang in our store, no, no, I have to take a photo! I want to take a group photo! Chen Bo said happily.

Seeing him so happy, Lin Chen was suddenly very relieved, this very kind and simple shopkeeper may be the reason why Song Shengsheng chose to work there.

"You said in an interview earlier that Song Shengsheng worked in your store three months ago?"

"Yes, I remember clearly, it was my old woman's birthday."

"So, can you tell us more about what happened at that time?"

"There's nothing specific about it, it's just that I posted a recruitment notice, and the young man came over and said he wanted to work, but he didn't have much experience, and asked me if I could do it, and I looked at the person Zhou Zheng and honestly let him live."

Although the employment of ordinary small shops is so casual, Lin Chen thought about it and asked, "Can you take the liberty of asking, did you really not check his ID card at that time?" ”

"Oh...... I remembered, he said at that time that he came to Hongjing to work and then his wallet was stolen at the train station, so I didn't look at his ID card, otherwise I still have this security awareness......"

Uncle Chen took a sip of tea.

Lin Chen and Xing Conglian glanced at each other, and finally asked a question: "Are you pretty sure that he came by himself and is really free?" ”

Uncle Chen didn't seem to understand this sentence for a while, he was stunned, and then asked: "Freedom, of course Aguan is free, he has no home and no job alone, he sleeps in the store as soon as he closes the store at night, basically doesn't go out, my old man is very envious." ”

"But you're in the store...... Is there a place where I can sleep? Lin Chen asked again.

"Oh, there's a small bed in the back kitchen, just lock it up, and he's still looking at the store."

Lin Chen nodded, and wanted to ask something more, but the small door of the office was knocked again.

The criminal conglian walked to the door and opened the door, and outside the door was Zhang Xiaolong's excited face: "Torture team!" Song Shengsheng came out! ”

Lin Chen couldn't ask Uncle Chen anymore, so he rushed directly to the TV in the police lounge with the two of them.

There were a lot of people in front of the TV, and several colleagues gave them a place, Lin Chen looked at the TV screen and found that it was the door of the Fengchun City Police Station.

There were a lot of onlookers outside the black iron gate of the Fengchun Police Station, and all the media reporters who should have gone were also present, Lin Chen was very sure that he and Xing Conglian had not revealed to anyone that Aino would take Song Shengsheng to the Fengchun Police Station to state the news of what had happened, so these media who heard the news could only be called by Mr. Aino himself.

The cameraman moves the camera to the gate, where a black Mercedes stops at the entrance of the police station, and the driver stops to open the door.

Lin Chen finally saw the polite gentleman on the phone.

Wearing a fitted gray shirt and a navy blue □□ striped tie with sterling silver cuffs, he got out of the car and walked straight to the back door, bending over to pull them.

In the TV picture, Aino everywhere reflects the posture of the social elite, and the most important thing is that Aino is indeed not a beautiful scenery.

But Lin Chen didn't have the time to observe Aino anymore, his eyes were completely focused on the person who walked down the back door.

The cloud-like flashing lights lit up in an instant, and in the first few seconds, Lin Chen couldn't see the figure of the person getting out of the car at all, and Aino used his hand to block the reporters surrounding him, almost covering the person's body tightly.

Subsequently, the officers of the Fengchun Police Station immediately went out to drive away the reporter, and the surroundings of Aino and the person were empty, and then Lin Chen saw the appearance of the person clearly.

Although he is wearing a mask, although his eyes are lowered, although he no longer has the iconic earrings and closed loops, it is Song Shengsheng, and it is indeed Song Shengsheng who lives freely.