Judging from the date, the letter was written half a year ago, and Liu Jiping complained about the bitterness of life, the discord with Professor Tan, and the stiff relationship with his son and daughter-in-law. She has no expectations for her future life, and she misses the good times she had with Zhang Zhihong three years ago. Between the lines, it is expressed that he has praised Zhang Zhihong, and even regrets that he looked away and married Professor Tan, which caused his misfortune today.

In this way, there seems to be an unknown secret between Professor Tan's wife Liu Jiping and Zhang Zhihong.

And if this letter is seen by her husband, Professor Tan, will it trigger his thunderous anger? Is this what the two are talking about on the rooftop?

That's how things happen, sometimes it's one link after another, and there must be a reason.

Song Chi folded the letter, raised it in front of Zhang Zhihong, and asked, "Does Professor Tan know about this?" ”

"Enough! It's all chasing after the wind! Zhang Zhihong was furious and slapped the table suddenly, his face was bruised and red, like a grumpy gorilla. You're blackmailing me, I won't eat you! ”

With that, he stood up, picked up the leather bag on the sofa, and started to leave.

"Professor Zhang, you misunderstood what I meant, I just want to return the truth to the deceased......" Before Song Chi's words were finished, Zhang Zhihong had already strode away, and he no longer had the slightest nostalgia here.

Is today's words too direct? Song Chi asked himself. The process is painful, but there is no other way to do it. He was a little confused, not knowing what he should do next.

If he wasn't Zhang Yulin's father, would he still be so scruples?

But things often don't have ifs.

Professor Tan's fall from the building is by no means as simple as suicide. Something must have happened before he "committed suicide". Zhang Zhihong should be very good witness, he knows a lot about that day, but he chose to remain silent and let Professor Tan commit suicide.

Weishenme Zhang Zhihong doesn't even have the courage to face it? What kind of secret does this contain?

An hour later, Song Chi received a call from Zhang Yulin. "What did you talk to my dad about today? He told me not to associate with you in the future, what happened between you? ”

Song Chi's heart sank suddenly, since he took this step, such an ending may have been doomed.

All afternoon, the staff of the proofreading team worked hard. Sun Erniang permed a trendy curly hairstyle, like cooked instant noodles upside down on her head. She also stirs her hair from time to time, trying to get everyone's attention.

Uncle Seven can be described as conscientious, holding a magnifying glass in one hand and a medicine jar in the other, looking at the layout meticulously. It's just that he sometimes mistakes the medicine jar for a magnifying glass, but he still looks at it with relish.

Only Song Chi seemed uneasy, looking out the window for a while, scratching his ears and cheeks for a while, looking absent-minded. He Lao walked over gently and asked with concern, "Xiao Song, is it not well?" You look tired today. ”

Mental exhaustion, to be exact. Song Chi has an inextricable knot in his heart, and these days, it has been haunting him like a nightmare. "Mr. He, what kind of ethics do you think he should have as a qualified journalist?"

Wandering and hesitating, the words in the heart have no one to tell

He didn't expect Song Chi to ask him this, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Sense of justice!" A haode reporter must be full of a sense of justice. You have to look at what happened objectively and calmly, strive for the truth, and don't hide it. If even the news is fake, is there any truth in the world? If a journalist does not have a sense of justice, how can he insist on the truth and be a good journalist who is praised? ”

Justice? Song Chi thought about the three words He Lao said. It's easier said than done.

His heart had already been watered with lead water and had become extremely heavy.

The phone lies quietly on the table, calm and calm. If there is no mobile phone, if the mobile phone cannot receive the words of the deceased before death...... Then none of this will happen! But I know some truths, but I can't say them. The torment of conscience is getting stronger and stronger.

A haode journalist...... Forget it, I'm just a proofreader, only responsible for the editor's manuscript, no matter what noble discipline it is!

But if there is silence, the truth of Professor Tan's death will always be a mystery, or there will be another unjust soul in this world!

Song Chi looked at He Lao, his heart burning. "Mr. Xiexie Huang, I think, I know what to do." Song Chi forced a smile at the corner of his mouth, was it relief, or peace before the storm hit?

At half past eight in the evening, Song Chi was still working overtime at the newspaper office until the editor on duty came to work.

The streetlights on the road became unusually glaring, and the slight southerly wind made people feel cold. Song Chi is like a lonely ghost, wandering under the neon lights of the bustling city center. His head was on a telephone pole, and his eyes were closed, and he felt like a burn.

Three days later, Song Chi learned from the newspaper that Zhang Zhihong, vice president of Tiannan International University, had been arrested by the police on suspicion of being involved in the death of Professor Tan of the hospital. The procuratorate has obtained some new evidence and is conducting a comprehensive investigation into the cause of Professor Tan's death.

In the office, Sun Erniang was nibbling on melon seeds, holding the manuscript, and shouted sharply: "I can't imagine that Professor Tan who fell from the building is not a suicide, but a murder." What happened to the current professors? It's not an unspoken rule that female college students kill each other, how can this be a teacher? ”

Uncle Seven held a teacup, approached Sun Erniang and said, "I also heard from the reporter yesterday that Dean Zhang has been arrested. One theory is that the two of them are fighting for the title of a full professor and have a grudge against each other; The second theory is that Dean Zhang had an affair with the deceased's wife, and was discovered by the deceased......"

When Sun Erniang heard this, she smacked her lips and looked very disdainful. "I read the report that day and felt suspicious, how could a professor commit suicide in school for no reason? This is clearly a murder case, killing people and killing people, that Dean Zhang is simply a well-dressed beast! ”

"Before the police investigation is completed and the judge has not yet pronounced the verdict, it is difficult to say who the murderer is." Song Chi had been paying close attention to their conversation. It is ridiculous to determine the real murderer based on a report of an arrest. "Dean Zhang's arrest is just that the police want to know more about the situation, and it is also possible that he is innocent."

Looking at Song Chi's serious appearance, Sun Erniang sneered: "Gossip, just talk about it." Why are you keeping a straight face? Dean Zhang is not your father, what are you excited about? I heard from the editor that this time someone reported it to the prosecutor's office...... is also deserving of Dean Zhang's bad luck, the conclusion of Professor Tan's suicide has long been closed, who knows that it has been turned out again, it is estimated that he provoked someone outside. ”

I wanted to shut up Sun Erniang's stinky mouth, but as soon as he heard what she said, Song Chi only felt that his feet were numb.

He exposed Zhang Zhihong to the procuratorate, just to get the police to intervene to investigate the truth about Professor Tan's fall from the building. It's just that I didn't expect some reporters to see the wind and rain, and they indiscriminately buttoned people's hats, saying that Dean Zhang was useless.

It can't be that you did it wrong, right? Zhang Zhihong should know what happened that day, and he should tell the truth. As for the gossip and rumors outside, it will definitely stop at the truth.

Song Chi stood stupidly, ran in at the front desk at the door, and shouted, "Song Chi, someone is looking for you at the door!" ”

Someone looking for me? Express delivery? I haven't been able to buy anything lately! So who will it be?