Earlier than the result of the trial, it came to Xia Zhi's mobile phone a Weibo message that went crazy:

[The female doctor lost her body and lost her money, and she was deceived of two million on a blind date]

The title is very curious, a long Weibo of more than 2,000 words, which discloses in detail how Liu Hu met Liu Mei in the article through a blind date, and the details of the two getting along with each other seem to be in person, all kinds of exaggerated descriptions and forcibly put a total of 2 million yuan involved in the case on a person's head, and it is even more sensational to write the incident into a farce of stupidity and ignorance of the victims.

The full text does not mention Liang Lu's real name, but the attached photos are the two photos taken by Han Junxi for Liang Lu, and Liu Mei is also a pseudonym given to Liang Lu by Han Junxi in the interview, which has to make Xia Zhi link the two articles together.

Han Junxi only described Liang Lu as a teacher at a certain university in an exclusive interview, and this Weibo further described Liu Mei as a doctoral graduate of a certain university who stayed on to teach after graduation, and then the picture was a campus photo of Nanshi.

This is equivalent to the full disclosure of Liang Lu's personal information. Anyone who knows a little about Liang Lu can easily sit in the right seat.

Xia Zhi traced back along the forwarding path and found the original publisher, whose real name was verified as another reporter from Nanzhou Daily.

Xia Zhi gritted her teeth, her anger burned her sanity, she didn't care that there were fifteen minutes left before she got off work, grabbed her backpack and ran out of the office.

Still in the elevator, she called Han Junxi.

"Where are you?" After the phone was connected, she asked with a sharp face.

"Me? I'm ready to go home. Zheng Xiaohua was sentenced to ten years, and I will go back tonight to write a follow-up report. ”

"Did Liang Lu go to trial?"

"I still want to ask you, the other five victims are here, and I haven't seen her."

"You come over to Master Nan right now!" In addition to hiding at home, Xia Zhi couldn't think of where Liang Lu would go.

"What? Missed me and want to date me? I can't do it tonight......"

"Get the out of here!"

Xia Zhi was walking in the square of Feihong Building, and her roar frightened a passing courier into dropping the box in his hand.

Besides Han Junxi, who else knows Liang Lu's personal information? What about the confidentiality of the identity? He didn't write it, and he turned his head and told his colleagues about it as idle talk, right? I don't know if this article was also made up by him.

Xia Zhi almost cried angrily, she didn't know what Liang Lu's mood would be when she saw this Weibo. She kept calling Liang Lu on the subway, but she didn't get through, and she didn't reply to WeChat. Xia Zhi's whole heart was hanging, and he even doubted whether he could find her when he went to Nanshi.

It wasn't until she was about to get out of the car that Liang Lu replied to her with a message: [I'm in the dormitory, I'm fine, don't worry. 】

Don't worry? How could it not be worried?

She didn't know what she called Han Junxi to come over for. Confronting him? Take him to Liang Lu to bear the guilt? Both?

She couldn't find an outlet for her annoyance, Han Junxi was not the initiator of the case and the direct cause of the secondary injury, wouldn't it be cheaper for him if she didn't settle accounts with him? Thanks to her kindness to help him recommend him to the publishing house, she was really blind, knowing that he was not a good person. Number Seven

Originally, it was enough to catch Liu Hu, but Han Junxi hit the muzzle of the gun this time.

Xia Zhi stood on the overhead floor of the liberal arts building, leaning on a pillar and waiting for Han Junxi. She looked to the horizon, and the golden sunlight was shining through the skyscrapers that surrounded the university, and the glass of the building was so dazzling that her eyes darkened.

She closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Han Junxi walking along the grassy path in front of the liberal arts building.

"You've chosen a tricky date location, do you want to take me to your alma mater to learn about your upbringing?" He still doesn't forget a few words about poverty.

Xia Zhi lowered his chin and looked at him gloomily, and when he walked into the overhead layer and walked in front of him, he suddenly raised his backpack and smashed him: "You bastard!" You don't talk about it! ”

Han Junxi was stunned by her sudden move, and only had time to raise his arm to resist, and Xia Zhi smashed it too much, and took back his backpack and smashed it again and again.

Han Junxi was forced to retreat to the side step by step: "Chen Dajiao, are you crazy?!" What do you do when you have something to say? ”

Xia Zhi's eyes were red, where could she stop, and she kept scolding without words: "You are shameless, you pigs and dogs are not as good as you deceived us, what is the difference between you and fraudsters?" Do you dig up the news to expose people's scars, have you considered the feelings of others? You still leaked Liang Lu's information, how will you let her live in the future! You are full of benevolence, morality, and obscenity, when you are a reporter, you are not even a man! ”

Han Junxi had already retreated to the door of the storage warehouse at the back of the stairs of the Liberal Arts Building.

He was provoked by the summer solstice to a nameless fire, when she smashed the backpack in his face again, he grabbed the backpack with one hand and threw it, her backpack took off, his own wrist was also clamped by his other hand, and she was thrown by him like a chicken to the sliding door of the storage compartment.

The back and back of the head hit the slam gate with a loud bang, and the echo of the iron sheet shook in the overhead layer.

Her left hand was still clutched tightly by him, and she tried to writhe, feeling her skin being pinched. He bullied her whole body in front of her, her right hand instinctively pressed against his chest, trying to push him away, but she didn't push.

Through the blended fabric of the polo shirt, her hands rose and fell violently with his chest, and the hot breath he exhaled sprayed on her forehead, and she raised her eyes slightly, the tip of her nose almost touched his chin, and she was too scared to move half a minute.

He gasped and said, "Chen Dajiao...... I didn't leak Liang Lu's information. I just saw that article on the way here, it was my colleague who went to find several other victims and dug up the information pieced together, if you have any grievances, go to the newspaper to complain, don't ask me to vent your anger. And also...... Next time, you won't ask indiscriminately and go crazy...... I'll prove to you that I'm a man......"

With that, he let go of her and took two steps back. Xia Zhi's face burned uncomfortably, and his face was also flushed.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The security guard of the liberal arts building heard the movement and ran over, it was a half-centenarian with a slightly hunched back, he looked at Han Junxi vigilantly, and then looked at the summer solstice.

"Haven't you ever seen a couple quarrel?" Han Junxi shouted in a rough voice.

"Are you alright?" The security guard ignored him and turned to Xia Zhi and asked.

Xia Zhi shook his head with red eyes, and then leaned over to pick up the backpack on the ground.

"Let's go, go find Liang Lu." She didn't look at him, put her backpack on her back and turned around and left.

Walking from the liberal arts building to Liang Lu's dormitory, Xia Zhi felt like he had walked for a lifetime. Han Junxi followed her about two meters behind, kept his distance, and did not speak.

They walked towards the sun, and the sun disappeared as they walked, and the summer solstice didn't pay much attention to what day it was in the lunar calendar, probably the end of the month or the beginning of the month, because there was no moon rising, except for the halo from the street lamps standing on the Bauhinia Road, the sky was pitch black.