"I know you are all journalists, I know you are all powerful, but we are desperate, I can only ask you for help, my only hope is in you, please help me, help my wife who is still wandering behind me!"

The middle-aged man said with tears in his eyes, while slowly kneeling down, begging for the long gun and short cannon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ning Jin sat on the sofa, and the whole room was silent, except for the sound of begging coming from the LCD TV, which was the sound of heavy breathing.

The pleas in the LCD TV did not stop, and the middle-aged man knelt on the ground and was helped up by the young law enforcement officer.

"Uncle, if you have any grievances, you can submit a lawsuit, and we will definitely do our best to help you."

"You can't help me, you can't help me......" The tears in his eyes never stopped flickering, he looked at the young law enforcement officer with sorrow and said: "Young man, I know that your heart is very good, and you will definitely have a good reward, but you can't help me, the only thing I can grasp is them." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man pointed his hand to the reporter next to him.

The more exposed the content of the news and the more controversial it is, the more famous they will be.

But looking at the middle-aged man with a sad face and tears in front of him, they couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in their hearts, because they saw it really, and the sorrow of this middle-aged man came from the bottom of their hearts.

They have a lot of contact with the news industry and have seen a lot, so they all know that many times the appearance does not look like this, who can't act, but after you are ruthless by the society and eliminate the weakness in your heart, suddenly see a person who feels from the bottom of your heart, and your mood will inevitably give birth to a little sympathy.

"But if I have something, you stand up first and talk about it, and we will definitely help you." In line with the interests first, many reporters put away the microphone in their hands and comforted.

The young law enforcement officer who was squeezed aside by the reporter and stood aside looked at this scene at a loss. He was just an intern who had just entered the First People's Court, and he had never encountered such a situation.

If the middle-aged uncle came to fight the lawsuit, he still had a reason to let these reporters be expelled, but the middle-aged uncle did not submit a lawsuit, and he had no way to drive these reporters away, so he had to watch the middle-aged uncle surrounded by a group of reporters in a daze, and then broadcast live to the camera......

"My name is Deng Jiayang, my hometown is Shaanxi, I originally had a happy family, my wife was virtuous, and my son was sensible, but all this was ruined.

Just a few days ago, a fire killed my son, and my wife, you almost lost her life in the fire, and I escaped by going to pick up the goods.

One of my good homes was destroyed by this fire, and my son, I don't see him for the last time, and when I see him, he is already charred and black, and my wife,"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man who couldn't cry pulled open the steps on the top of the cart behind him, and the originally lively scene instantly quieted down.

Everyone was stunned, or shocked, by the scene in front of them.

A person whose whole body is ulcerated, with yellow thickness, has festered to the point that he can't see his purpose, or "corpse", is more appropriate, because, this person lying on the cart, you can only see a slight rise and fall in his chest for a long time, if you ignore this slightly undulating breath, then it is no different from a corpse.

"Please see clearly, this is my wife, this is my wife's previous photo, you all take a look, take a look." The middle-aged man held up the photo in his hand and pointed it at the camera lens.

I don't know if the cameraman did it on purpose or what's going on, but after taking a clear photo of the middle-aged man's hand, he turned the camera at the middle-aged man's festering inhuman-shaped wife.

Ning Jin stared intently at the picture in the LCD TV, her breathing slowly became heavy, and her hands couldn't help clenching her fists.

"Ning...... Ning Jin, is it the fire the day before yesterday? Yes? You tell me, don't you? Was it the fire the day before yesterday? ”

Lan Li suddenly rushed in front of Ning Jin, grabbed her shoulders with both hands and shook constantly, and kept asking loudly in his mouth, as if this was the only way to vent the sudden anger in his heart.

"What's going on? What does that fire the day before yesterday mean? Xiao Nanlin also put his eyes on Ning Jin and asked.

Ning Jin glanced at Xiao Nanlin when she heard this, then withdrew her gaze and pushed away Lan Li's hand that grabbed her shoulder. "Lan Li, calm down, now I don't know what's going on."

After listening to Ning Jin's persuasion, Lan Li sat back on the sofa in frustration, and kept muttering to himself: How can it be like this, how can it be like this.

Looking at Lan Li, who was lost and depressed, Ning Jin felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she couldn't bear to look at her eyes and said to Xiao Nanlin: "Lin, it was the day before yesterday that we encountered an assassination, and at the same time there was a fire mixed in it, at first, I thought it was an inconsequential fire, but now that I see this picture, I really want to slap me twice." ”

When Ning Jin appeared in this venue, the person in front of the plane immediately shouted softly.

Ning Jin hugged Ji Nina and nodded to Xiao Junsheng and Ji Mu who were following behind her, and didn't get close to the plane.

"Sister Jin, will you come with us?" Ginina hugged Ning Jin's neck and whispered in her ear.

Along the way, Ginina didn't say a word, and was obediently hugged by Ning Jin. She had only known that Ning Jin was very strong before, but she had never experienced it so first-hand as she did today.

Her weight is 92 pounds, although it is not heavy, but from the moment Ning Jin picked her up, it has been almost half an hour.

Ning Jin couldn't bear to look away, this was the first time she had shown such a sad expression after she met Lan Li.

Although Lan Li's eyes were on Ning Jin, his soul had already wandered into space.

He has always understood very clearly that Ning Jin and him are not people from two worlds, but he is unwilling, he just wants to work harder, and he doesn't want to leave more regrets in his future life.

Before Hua Shao could react to what Ning Jin's eyes meant, his gaze suddenly froze, and his whole majestic body was stunned.

She asked with some curiosity, "What is this?" ”

Hua Shao casually placed a metal object the size of a fingernail in the car, and then took out another metal object of the same size from his body.