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The way back was very far, Zhu Xiaoqiang was reluctant to take a taxi, and walked back to Iron Slag Street step by step, he thought a lot on the way, and made up his mind not to be wronged again, in order to prevent Wang Hong from calling, he resolutely turned off his mobile phone, wiped a handful of sad tears, and embarked on the long journey home.

An hour later, he finally walked back to Iron Slag Street, Zhu Xiaoqiang entered the yard, drank under the faucet, and went upstairs to see that the door of his house was open, strange, he locked the door when he left, did he enter the thief? Thinking of the hundreds of G action movies on his computer, he couldn't help but get nervous.

When I entered the house, the garbage was swept away, the tables and beds were cleaned up in an orderly manner, even the floating ash on the computer screen was swept away, the piles of dirty clothes, smelly socks and pants were all gone, and there was a big watermelon in the corner.

Who did this to you? Is there a beautiful woman who throws herself into her arms to do housework for free? Maybe it's the hot girl in the landlord's house who has taken a fancy to her brother? For a moment, many thoughts flashed in Zhu Xiaoqiang's heart, but a shout behind him broke his illusion.

"Qiangqiang, what are you doing, the phone is also off." It was the voice of the father.

Zhu Xiaoqiang was puzzled: "Dad, how did you find here?" ”

The mason Zhu Dayou put down the empty basin in his hand, "There is a mouth under the nose, my father will not ask, my son is quite famous on this street, and everyone knows when I ask, saying that you are a writer, what have you written, show your father." ”

Zhu Xiaoqiang looked at the empty basin and diverted the topic: "You washed all my clothes?" ”

"You're really sloppy enough, you don't pay more attention to hygiene than the people who work for me, you wash them, dry them on the roof, and you'll do it tomorrow." Zhu Dayou's image is not much better than that of his son, a torn sweatshirt, a pair of chemical fiber trousers that can't see the color, the trouser legs are rolled up, a waist bag, and a pair of plastic slippers with strict wear and tear on his feet.

"I still have money in my pants pocket." Zhu Xiaoqiang blamed, sat down in front of the computer, and turned on the Internet to surf the Internet.

"Just a few one-dollar tickets, all of them were taken out." Zhu Dayou sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, took out a cigarette and lit it, and crossed Erlang's legs to watch his son surf the Internet.

Zhu Xiaoqiang was stared at by him, and turned around and said, "Dad, can you not watch me do things." ”

"Okay, Daddy doesn't look at it, Daddy is sleeping." Zhu Dayou took a few newspapers and put them on the ground, put the slippers under his head as pillows, and actually slept on the floor in the house.

Zhu Xiaoqiang was helpless, continued to type and write novels, and wrote hundreds of words, his father was already asleep, snoring like thunder, and Yan zhòng disturbed his train of thought.

"Dad, wake up, I can't work like this." Zhu Xiaoqiang shook his father awake, his face full of anger.

Zhu Dayou rubbed his eyes, saw the computer screen lit, and immediately understood that his son had to climb the lattice to work at night, and his snoring was so loud, how could people use their brains.

"I'll go find a co-worker and come back tomorrow." Zhu Dayou got up, took out a roll of banknotes from his waist bag, and ordered five hundred yuan for his son, "Buy some nutritional supplements, those who use their brains have to eat well, there is a watermelon on the ground, don't forget to eat it." ”

Alright, let's go. Zhu Xiaoqiang blasted his father out, and the house finally quieted down and he could concentrate on creation.

Zhu Dayou went out and came to the street, found a flower bed to lie down and sleep, got up when it was dawn, and took the bus to find a worker.

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At five o'clock in the morning, Zhu Xiaoqiang fell asleep, slept until four o'clock in the afternoon, came out to eat a bowl of beef soup, bought a pack of cigarettes, two boxes of instant noodles, went home, turned on the computer to browse current news.

A news on Weibo caught his attention, this morning, a labor dispute broke out at the construction site of the Eco-City on the north bank of Omi City, some workers clashed with the security guards of the park, and the local police station quickly dispatched police, and the police shot and killed an armed gangster.

Zhu Xiaoqiang turned around without thinking, and slapped a paragraph: "The public knows should be mourned again, as if it was their own father who died, attacked the police with weapons, and would have been shot into a hornet's nest in your father's country." ”

Sure enough, this incident caused a sensation in public opinion, and the leftists and rightists on the Internet began to take the opportunity to attack each other again, all kinds of rumors, all kinds of truths flew all over the sky, the official Weibo of the Omi City Public Security Bureau refuted the rumors, interviewed the police officers concerned, and posted a video on the Internet.

Lying on a hospital bed, the shooter was the deputy head of the police station in the area where the North Shore Eco-City is located, and told reporters that dozens of people were besieging him, all armed with axes, steel pipes and other murder weapons, and one of them was particularly fierce, and he stepped forward with a brick knife to grab the gun.

"I fired a warning shot to no avail, so I immediately shot him, and I fired a total of four shots before I put him down, and the brick knife almost hit me on the head." The deputy director narrowed one eye and stretched out his right hand to simulate the shooting pose, recalling the thrilling scene at that time.

After reading it, Zhu Xiaoqiang couldn't suppress his excitement, lit a cigarette, turned and commented: "One word, handsome!" Two words, chic! Three words, it's cool! Four words, wise and martial! ”

The following various posts are gloating, saying that the thugs are stupid, and they will shout at the police with a brick knife, and resolutely support shooting!

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number, Zhu Xiaoqiang's heart jumped, could it be that Wang Hong called to apologize to himself? Trembling hands answered, but it was a man's voice: "Are you Zhu Xiaoqiang, my North Shore New District Public Security Bureau, is your father's name Zhu Dayou?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Something happened to your father, you can deal with it."

"What's the matter?"

"Zhu Dayou is dead, you come over now, hurry up." The phone hung up.

Zhu Xiaoqiang was stunned for a long time, he didn't come back to his senses, this must be a prank, his father is less than fifty years old, he is in good health, he is not sick or sick, he came to look for himself last night, how could it be that it will be gone after more than ten hours.

He decided to ignore it and continued to surf the Internet, but he always felt that something was wrong, and at this time, a photo of the man who was killed broke out on the Internet, although the face and the location of the gunshot wound were blurred by technical processing, but the pair of blue plastic slippers that were worn out were like lightning strikes, which made Zhu Xiaoqiang's mind blank.

It's Daddy's slippers!

Zhu Xiaoqiang sat in a daze for a long time, and finally thought of calling his father, and someone answered after a long ring.

"Daddy!" Zhu Xiaoqiang shouted, his heart pounding.

"This is the North Shore Branch, are you a family member of the deceased?" The cold voice made Zhu Xiaoqiang's last luck shattered.

He didn't know when the phone hung up, tears rolled down, the watermelon in the corner was still there, and his father's voice was still in his ears, but people couldn't see it anymore.

Trying to calm down, Zhu Xiaoqiang changed his clothes and went out, and when he met Liu Handong going upstairs to get something, he saw the tears on his face and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

"My dad had an accident, and I'm going to take care of the aftermath." Zhu Xiaoqiang replied in a low voice.

Liu Handong was shocked: "I saw my uncle last night, I brought him over, why did something happen today?" ”

"I don't know, I'll go to the North Shore Branch now."

"I'll drive you there." Liu Handong didn't go upstairs anymore, and drove Fukang to take Zhu Xiaoqiang to the North Shore New Area, and Zhu Xiaoqiang looked out of the car and said no words along the way, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

When he arrived at the Public Security Bureau, Liu Handong came to negotiate all the affairs, Zhu Xiaoqiang just sat on the bench stupidly, and after a long time, Liu Handong came over and said, "Let's go, go and see Uncle Zhu's remains." ”

The people from the criminal police detachment and the inspector brigade arrived, and the forensic forensic center also sent people, it happened to be Song Xinxin, Liu Handong left the relationship of Song forensic doctor, and took Zhu Xiaoqiang to see Zhu Dayou's body.

Lying quietly on the cement platform, his clothes were soaked with blood, his face was black, and his fingernails were covered with black mud.

Liu Handong asked Song Xinxin: "What is the conclusion?" ”

Song Xinxin shook her head: "I was shot four times, none of them were critical, the cause of death was excessive blood loss due to untimely treatment, whether the shooting was in accordance with the regulations, and further investigation is required, what's the matter, it's your friend?" ”

"Neighbors."

"Let's mourn."

Suddenly, Zhu Xiaoqiang raised his head: "My father is wronged, he has a good temper and never gets hot, how can he attack the police, he doesn't work on this construction site, and labor disputes are none of his business!" ”

Liu Handong went up to persuade him: "Don't get excited, think about it in the long run." ”

Zhu Xiaoqiang pushed him away, and said hoarsely: "I take care of human life (not a typo) for no reason, and there is no heavenly reason, I want to be exposed, I want to sue!" I want to avenge my father! ”

After shouting for a while, he calmed down and continued to cry.

The morgue is not a place to stay for a long time, Liu Handong said something bad, pulled Zhu Xiaoqiang out, and wanted to take him back to rest.

"I want to go to the construction site and investigate the truth." Zhu Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth and said.

Liu Handong agreed and drove him to the construction site of the North Shore Eco-City, but was stopped by security guards at the gate and said that all vehicles were strictly forbidden to enter.

It was not only their car that was stopped, but a Jimny parked next to it, it turned out that Bai Na also came to interview, Liu Handong stepped forward to chat a few words, and decided to go to Zhu Dayou's co-workers to understand the situation.

Most of the workers involved in the clashes in the morning were arrested, and after some running and questioning, they finally found a few parties in the workshop near the park, and at first they were reluctant to say, but when they learned Zhu Xiaoqiang's identity, they finally confided the truth.

It turned out that the big project of the North Shore Eco-City was built by the construction team in advance, and Party A did not pay according to the contract, and the two sides clashed.

"The North Shore Eco-City is a project of Longkai Jiangkai, and he is known as the rich of the river, so will he have no money to pay for the project?" Bai Na was puzzled.

"Dozens of construction teams have not paid, I heard that tens of millions of miles are owed, so we should eat, not only did not give money, but also found a gang of gangsters to beat us, we workers were also bullied before we started, I didn't expect to make a mistake, Brother Zhu is unlucky." The worker sighed with tears in his eyes.

Bai Na frowned: "This case needs to be investigated carefully." ”

Zhu Xiaoqiang knows Bai Na, and a few days ago he anonymously scolded Bai Na on the Internet for being known to his mother, a prostitute, and a traitor, lackey, and traitor, but now he sees Bai Na as a savior.

"Reporter Bai, please avenge my father, his death is unknown." Zhu Xiaoqiang sobbed.