Leaving the National Hospital, Meng Hui got into the car with two large bags of herbs.

Li Qiao promised not to tell Yun Shu and his family for the time being, and also promised Meng Hui to inquire about whether Zhou Nansang had received letters, phone calls, and been followed frequently in the six months to a year before his death.

Twenty-five years ago, brick mobile phones in this world were not common, but Zhou Nansang's identity had long been used. If Lao Yu is really a perverted stalker fan, he will definitely not let go of phone calls and harassment.

A person who has been harassed by a stalker for a long time will definitely have a mental breakdown, and on the surface she seems to be fine, because she feels safe in the crowd. Once one leaves a familiar family and friend, one becomes suspicious and despairing.

There is also a kind of pervert who is good at mind control, and will use a series of verbal violence such as threats, persecution, and insults to make the victim feel that he can't tell anyone, but can only listen to the pervert's words, otherwise the people close to him will be retaliated.

"Old Yu has the potential to be perverted, and his eyes are not quite right. If he follows Zhou Nansang for a long time, and deliberately makes Zhou Nansang feel that there is someone watching behind him, and it may threaten his personal safety, it will be strange if there is no problem for people for many years. ”

Zhou Nansang didn't have bodyguards, but the stalker didn't show up, and the bodyguards didn't know which one on the road was a pedestrian and which one was a pervert who came to scare Zhou Nansang.

"Mental oppression is sometimes more terrible than physical violence, no wonder the last time he saw me, he always had a look from above and looking at his prey. If he were a perverted stalker, he would probably enjoy a privilege that no one else had. ”

The secret pleasure in his heart is because Zhou Nansang is a superstar outside and a goddess in everyone's minds, but he is not controlled by him like a helpless little girl, any letter or phone call can make her tremble.

"I don't know if there is a statute of limitations for this kind of case, if the statute of limitations passes, even if Lao Yu is really the culprit who forced Zhou Nansang to death, then he will not be punished in any way." Meng thought of this, and suddenly paused, "Could it be that the hidden task is to let Lao Yu be punished?" ”

She has been obsessed with the case itself, and almost ignored Jin Tuisung's wishes.

Jin Tuixing hated Lao Yu because he killed his wife and caused him to lose his mother, but strictly speaking, Lao Yu spent fifteen years in prison for this matter, at least he paid the price. Jin Tuisung will not forget this matter. ”

If it was just because of this incident, Jin Tuising would only hate Lao Yu all the time, hoping that he would have nothing to rely on, and this has been achieved.

"What Jin Tuising wants is to make Lao Yu pay the price. She has carried this heavy burden for an unknown number of years, and she has been struggling because of blood ties, and she can't report it in person. She hated that Lao Yu had influenced her life, and she hated him even more for being able to carry two lives as if nothing had happened. ”

Meng Hui was already able to determine that Lao Yu was the one who caused Zhou Nansang to commit suicide, and he was even more sure that this concealment mission was to make him pay the price.

"But this kind of analysis can't tell anyone, and it's hard to find evidence after many years, how can people believe it?"

When Meng Hui avoided Yu Ji and returned home, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, she hurriedly boiled the herbs and hurriedly ate something as afternoon tea, so as not to make trouble again with her delicate stomach.

After eating dinner and drinking a bowl of bitter medicine, Meng Hui planned to lie on the sofa and take a rest, and by the way, he brushed the latest situation on the Internet. looked through it and found that there were many people on her side to help her speak.

Not only passers-by and fans, but also many insiders.

"What's going on?" Meng Hui saw that many popular fried chickens and traffic flowers stood up to denounce the Ming family, and he was so surprised that his eyes were about to pop out.

Now the insiders are better than the other, and no one will easily jump out to stand in line, especially when it is not their own business. To put it bluntly, she's just a little coffee now, and according to common sense, these people won't pay attention to her.

It's impossible to talk about feelings because of a super talk, right? Meng Hui continued to look down, and finally found the reason in the super talk of #Mingyue Come on#." Director Liang Mo actually stood up to help me speak? ”

Liang Mo is Liang Qiuyun's father, he is in the international circle, he is pursuing international awards, and the actors who make his movies are bound to be international coffees. Zhou Nansang worked with him before his death, and since her death, Liang Mo has declared that there is no actor he can look up to in China.

"Alas, it seems that Liang Qiuyun helped him, otherwise it would be impossible for people to know who Mingyue is. Ouch, Mingyue owes a lot of favor this time, don't make a promise when the time comes......"

Meng Hui had the mentality of watching a good show, thinking that after returning to the underworld, he must see if these two people have an ending.

Liang Mo's voice for Mingyue soon became a new topic, the topic drove the topic, and the illegal fundraising case brought a national discussion upsurge, and finally it was crooked to the level of "should you fight back if you are persecuted by your relatives".

At half past seven in the evening, Meng Hui saw the voting results, and most netizens thought that if they were persecuted, they should fight back and use legal weapons to protect themselves. Only a small number of people think that they are relatives, forget it, don't care.

"Hehe, I don't think it happened to me, and I don't have a backache when I stand and talk." Meng Hui ignored the 10% minority, and suing them was not a plot to retaliate, if this was not allowed, then this society would have been unable to function for a long time!

"At half past seven, everyone who should get off work is off work, and tomorrow is Saturday, and there must be a lot of people staring at the topic list today. Doesn't Ms. Zhao Erniu want to be popular? Then help out! ”

Meng Hui opened the address book and found Lin Jia's phone, and after calling and connecting, he smiled and said, "Hey, hey, Sister Jia, can you meet when you have time?" I've got the material! ”

"I still have food! Where are you, am I looking for you or are you looking for me? Lin Jia couldn't cry or laugh, I don't know why she was so calm when she was deep in right and wrong.

Meng Hui felt that breaking the news had to be skillful, and in the end, it couldn't be traced back to himself and the people involved, otherwise wouldn't he be as stupid as Xiong Tianba and Zhao Erniu? "When I got to the lux-club, I immediately booked a table online."

"Huh? Are you sure? That's Long Mingtian's shop, okay? Lin Jia was extremely surprised, and suddenly persuaded earnestly, "Good girl, we can solve this matter without relying on others, if you really hate itchy, I'll find someone to beat your brother, okay?" ”

"Sister Jia, you're too crooked! I have to trouble Long Mingtian to help with this, I don't think it's good for us to explode. You can go with confidence, I have already booked a place, No. 9 booth on the second floor, remember to go incognito. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll be invisible to you. Be careful not to be followed. Lin Jia still decided to believe her and agreed without hesitation.