Qin Mingming rushed out of the adobe house, his heart was already extremely nervous, because he believed that the mystery of his death would be explained in the letter.

At this time, all the people were called policemen, and even Chen Guang and Li Mi, who were so soft that they were on the ground, propped their hands on each other and twisted their necks at a strange angle.

Because they believed that the letter stated that he and Li Mi were innocent, and that they really did not kill anyone.

In the midst of everyone's nervous and tense atmosphere, the letter finally arrived in his hand, and Qin Ming saw it as a hasty letter.

The handwriting on the letter was blood-red, apparently written in blood.

Qin Ming's pupils contracted, and the handwriting in the hands of the police came into view one by one: "Death often means new life!" ”

"Death often means a new life! What does that mean? Do you have to pretend to break it before you die? Qin Ming shrugged his shoulders and said suspiciously.

Such a simple sentence is useless at all, except for the good writing, these really have no fixed-point effect.

Literary talent!

Qin Ming suddenly turned his head and said, "Did you write this sentence?" ”

Chen Guang's hands on the ground suddenly softened, his face was pale, the tears in his eyes were left in a stream, and he said hoarsely: "It's not me, this sentence is indeed a bit literary, but it's really not me." ”

"I have already checked the details of the wealthy businessman Zhao Hao, he hasn't even finished junior high school, can he have this kind of writing?"

"It's really not me." Chen Guang seemed to be a little desperate, he really couldn't explain this.

"I can explain that it wasn't written by Chen Guang, he went out with me at the time." Li Mi next to him helped explain.

"Li Mi said that it wasn't me, maybe it was a desperate letter that Zhao Hao wanted to drag me into the water before he died, so he deliberately made it." Chen Guang cried profusely.

"Maybe it's your double rebellion?"

Qin Ming pressed forward step by step again, if Chen Guang took advantage of people's double rebellious psychology, then things would become very tricky.

Hearing this, Chen Guang's eyes showed an extremely desperate aura, and he didn't know how to explain it now, because no matter how much he explained, it seemed useless.

So he doesn't explain anymore.

Just non-stop sobbing.

Crying profusely, he doesn't look like Mr. Chen, the boss who has controlled the Beijing Daily for more than ten years.

"Is there something wrong with him?" The leader was quite polite to Qin Ming, not only because of the reasons above, but also because of Qin Ming's various methods.

"I was just testing just now, the murderer of Zhao Hao is not Chen Guang, nor is it Li Mi, Zhao Hao's matter is then asked to be solved by yourself in the police station, after all, you are experts in this aspect, I am just a layman, and Yang Feng and I will leave first."

"Would you like to go to our local hotel for a drink?" The leader was very polite.

"No, our Beijing Daily is still in a mess, we are waiting for you to prove our innocence, and it all depends on you."

"Okay, then don't send it, go slowly!"

Qin Ming nodded, and left here with Yang Feng.

Two hours later!

In the Beijing Daily, Qin Ming and Yang Feng finally appeared here again after a few days apart.

The deputy editor and the two editors-in-charge of the Beijing Daily came out to greet them, because the media had not yet reported it, so they did not dare to say that the Beijing Daily had survived the crisis, so only the three of them knew.

"Thank you both very much this time." The deputy editor bowed to them and said.

"We're all our own people, so don't be polite, if you want to be polite, just invite us both to have a meal, now we have nothing in the morning, I'm so hungry." Qin Ming said.

"Okay, I'm having a treat today, and all the employees of the Beijing Daily will go to the hotel for a meal." Deputy editor Li Yaodao.

"Don't worry, after the Beijing Daily has completely passed the crisis, it's not too late for us to go for a big meal, it's too early to celebrate."

"Okay! Then let's go eat a little bit. ”

Qin Ming nodded in agreement.

He had an empty stomach now, and if he didn't eat something, he wouldn't have the strength to speak.

Qin Ming, Yang Feng and the three editors picked a small shop outside, quarreled a few dishes, and returned to the Beijing Daily after a snack.

As soon as Qin Ming and Yang Feng returned to the office, Yutong and Mo Mei in the office looked at them strangely, and their eyes stayed on them for a long time before they said, "The matter is all settled?" ”

"It should be solved soon, if it is not solved, the Beijing Daily will have to close its doors." Qin Ming made a joke.

"This joke is not good at all, if the Beijing Daily closes, I will lose my job." Mome sighed and said.

"I really didn't expect you to be so pessimistic, wait a little longer, it is estimated that it will be three hours at most, and our Beijing Daily will be able to tide over the crisis smoothly."

Qin Ming said a word and returned to his seat.

He hadn't played with the office computer in a few days, and he really didn't know if it would rust. He took out his notebook from his backpack, and where he had written in the "Fengshen List" in Wolong Fuhu Village.

Immediately after that, that's right, he wants to continue to write the god list.

I really didn't expect that Qin Ming had just experienced so many things, and he could enter such a state like this, it can only be said that his psychological tolerance is very strong.

When Qin Ming just wanted to write the list of gods, he didn't forget to send a message to Tang Xin, who was supposed to be in class: The crisis of the Beijing Daily has passed, don't worry.

So, Qin Ming immediately began to tap on the keyboard.

The time to tap the keyboard always flies, and Qin Ming has passed more than an hour unconsciously, and at this time, 360 navigation automatically sends a connection.

It is a report related to the Beijing Daily.

Qin Ming immediately clicked in, and it really clarified the matter of the Beijing Daily.

"Recently, the Amber Dragon Totem Incident, which proves the existence of the Divine Dragon, has been proven to be false, that is, the fabrication of the door incident is fake, but this is all in vain with the Beijing Daily, which has the largest public opinion before.

Zhao Hao, a wealthy businessman behind the scenes, bribed Chen Guang, the editor-in-chief of the Beijing Daily, and his secretary, and used the reputation of the Beijing Daily to make a name for himself in Wolong Fuhu Village.

Due to the revelation of the matter, Zhao Hao committed suicide, and Chen Guang and Li Mi also admitted a series of things, in short......"

It took nearly eight minutes to complete the report, but the number of hits for this report immediately exceeded 10 million, and the nearby Beijing Daily was in a crumbling state, but fortunately the crisis has now completely passed.

After that, the Beijing Daily will resume its original state.

The only good thing about the series of time is that Wolong Fuhu Village has now completely made a name for itself, and it is estimated that it will take less than two months to become a resort, and the income of the local villagers will double.

When Qin Ming still wanted to continue to write "Fengshen Bang", he heard the unified broadcast of the Beijing Daily.

"In order to celebrate the crisis of Beijing Daily, and to thank Qin Ming and Yang Feng for their great contributions, Deputy Editor Li Yao invited everyone to go to the designated hotel to have a good meal."

A simple sentence is enough to make the entire Beijing Daily boil, because in the future, the Beijing Daily can operate as usual and keep the job, which is something that makes anyone excited.

Because it was a celebration of the crisis of the Beijing Daily, everyone drank a lot in the hotel, and almost all of their worries became empty at this moment, and they could only drink happily.

Belch...

Qin Ming also had a full burp, he and Yang Feng drank the most in the big hotel, who called them the two of them the gods of the Beijing Daily.

Qin Ming and many others toasted again, and then staggered: "You guys play slowly, I'll go back first." ”

Xiao Hui said: "Do you want me to help you go back?" ”

"No, I'll take a taxi back by myself, and it's right at the door, so don't worry."

"Then be careful!"

"Hmm!"

Qin Ming said in a daze, then picked up his backpack, squinted his eyes and opened them, although his head was a little dizzy, but there was no double image in his eyes.

He wasn't a complete drinker, he wasn't like Yang Feng, he had already fallen asleep on the table.

It was the first time in a long time that Qin Ming had drunk so much, and he felt that his stomach was like a river overflowing, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Qin Ming still slowly calmed down, and finally at a steady pace.

Qin Ming finally walked out of the hotel and got into the taxi smoothly.

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