Chapter 19: Conscience
Mr. Xie and this Xie Jiajia are going to die of grievance.
One is sure that even if it is Xie Jiajia's bone, it is definitely not his own, and the other is even more sure that Xu Sanmei has been dead for two years, and she has already been tied up with a big stone by Huang Shisan's gang and thrown into the Huangpu River to plant lotus.
But how do you say that? Two people, you look at me, I look at you, they are constipated, and they are all bitter and can't speak.
"Did everyone in the audience understand?"
Huo Zhongliang asked.
Among the onlookers were the disciples of the Baoqing Gang arranged by Qing Han, who shouted in the crowd: "I see it, I understand it." ”
"Yes, I understand, this child is Xu Sanmei's son."
Reporter, you look at me, I look at you, I think this scene is too impactful. Suddenly, a man's voice sounded: "This woman is not Xu Sanmei!" ”
It was a young journalist who spoke.
Huo Zhongliang's eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh? Why? ”
At that time, Xu Sanmei sued the Xie family for snatching her son, and the major newspapers began to report it, and then it was bought by the Xie family, and no one went to interview Xu Sanmei at all, at that time, Xu Sanmei was called every day, called the ground silent, her son was snatched away, and her husband was detained as a kidnapper waiting for the execution of the death penalty, so many reporters who followed up the whole process of this incident did not know what Xu Sanmei looked like, and suddenly this young reporter shouted that this was not Xu Sanmei's words, and some old reporters were not used to young people being in the limelight, and sneered: "You say no, no?" I remember you only joined the company last year, how do you know what happened five years ago? Have you ever seen Xu Sanmei? ”
This young reporter's name is Cen Wei, he has never met Xu Sanmei, but when he joined the company, he studied with an old reporter who was about to retire, and the old reporter talked to him about the case, and when he died, the old reporter sighed: "I think Xie Jiajia is Ma Xiaobao, Xu Sanmei's son, you see that their war songs are very similar." ”
The old reporter took a photo of Xu Sanmei, took it out and compared it with the photo of Ma Xiaobao at that time, and showed it to Cen Wei, Cen Wei saw it, and also felt that these two people were very similar, so he asked: "Teacher, that child is five years old, it is impossible not to recognize his own mother, why don't you recognize Xu Sanmei?" ”
The old reporter smiled bitterly: "It is said that dogs don't dislike poor children and don't think mothers are ugly, but it's a pity that some sons dislike the poor at home." ”
"No, a five-year-old child, can have such a heavy scheming?"
The old reporter shook his head: "It's hard to say, anyway, this matter is strange from the inside out, Xie Jiajia is missing, Ma Xiaobao replaces, the Xie family accepts it, it's all strange, and now the Xie family spends a lot of money to settle the matter, I'm afraid this matter will become an unsolved case, pity that Wang Ergou, gave his life for no reason." ”
Cen Wei thought of this, so he said loudly: "I have seen the photos of Xu Sanmei back then!" ”
"Oh? Where did you see it? ”
Xiao Wu asked.
Cen Wei roughly explained the matter, Huo Zhongliang's brows furrowed, he originally thought that he was just playing a game with Ye Quan, but he didn't expect that something went wrong, someone had taken a photo of Xu Sanmei!
The old reporter who questioned him also suddenly realized: "Ah, Lao Wu, it turns out that he exclusively interviewed Xu Sanmei back then." ”
Lao Wu is a veteran journalist in the industry, and many reporters remember him.
The old reporter raised his hand and said, "Mr. Police Officer, let's call Lao Wu to recognize it, in case this Third Sister Xu is fake." ”
"Nonsense, you have all seen the blood drops, and the blood group test at St. Mary's Hospital has also confirmed their blood relationship, why do you say that it is fake?"
Huo Zhongliang took out the spirit of Qiu Ba and planned to use power to suppress people and conclude the case hastily.
"Our client asked reporter Lao Wu to be there!"
Xie showed up his courage and shouted.
"I suspect that this Xu Sanmei is fake!"
Xie Jiajia also shouted.
Huo Zhongliang looked at Xu Sanmei, who nodded at him gently. Ye Quan believes that since the matter has been full of turmoil in the city, then the soldiers will cover up the water, even if the reporter is found, the photo may not still be there. After all, Xu Sanmei is an ordinary person, who will keep her photos.
The neighbors in the past of the alley had already been envied, asking them to admit that Ye Limit was playing Xu Sanmei, the real Xu Sanmei, Ye Limit didn't expect that someone could take a photo of Xu Sanmei when the Xie family covered the sky with one hand, and gave Xu Sanmei an exclusive interview, this old Wu is a hard bone.
"I'm right here." A gray-haired man in a long robe walked out of the crowd, and Cen Wei called out in surprise: "Teacher Wu." Lao Wu nodded at him, and then looked at Huo Zhongliang: "Sir, I am the old Wu mentioned by Xiao Cen just now, I have interviewed Xu Sanmei exclusively, this time the dispute case reiterates, although I have retired, I still want to know the result, so I came to audit." ”
Ye Quan squinted his eyes and looked at this man, looking at him in his fifties, with an elegant appearance, wearing a long robe, and his eyes were also very peaceful, and he couldn't see what he meant for a while.
"You must be able to recognize the real Xu Sanmei, right?"
Xie Jiajia asked.
Lao Wu nodded: "Five years ago, the disappearance of the young master of the Xie family caused a lot of uproar, and later there was a dispute over Xu Sanmei, and I followed up on both cases throughout the whole process." Speaking of this, he looked at the fake Xu Sanmei, nodded slightly and said, "I interviewed you back then, and I can be regarded as an old man, and I got what I wanted today, congratulations, Xu Sanmei." ”
Cen Wei shouted: "Teacher, what's the matter, what about that photo, the photo you took, Xu Sanmei obviously doesn't look like this." ”
"Xiao Cen, why is your memory bad at such a young age, where have I taken a photo, I just told you the story of Xu Sanmei's struggle." Lao Wu looked at Huo Zhongliang with a calm face, "This case, I can't forget it all these years, so I will never be mistaken, this person is Xu Sanmei, hey, I didn't expect that she would finally be able to find her son after five years, after all, Ma Xiaobao was young back then, and it was possible to be induced, he was just a child, and he wanted a better life, but he ...... It's just that I didn't expect Xie Jiajia to really die. ”
After Lao Wu finished speaking, the onlookers talked a lot, the faces of the Xie family and his wife were ugly, Xie Jiajia's eyes were even more angry, and some people couldn't help but beat the drum in their hearts when they saw it: This child is only ten years old, why are his eyes so terrible?
Ye Liang was originally prepared to confront Lao Wu with all kinds of rhetoric, and even thought that if he really took out the photo, he did not hesitate to use some ability to destroy the photo, making him speechless, but he didn't expect Lao Wu to prove that he was Xu Sanmei, is this a conspiracy or ......
Ye Liang has seen all the dangers in the world over the years, and he has always looked at people from the worst angle, Huo Zhongliang is different, he lives a bright and upright life, and he thinks from a good point of view when he encounters things, he looks at Lao Wu with wise eyes and a calm face, unlike a person with ill intentions. He believed that Cen Wei was not lying, Lao Wu did take a photo of Xu Sanmei, and this Lao Wu has always been concerned about the progress of this case, and he came to listen today, if he wanted to expose Ye Quan's tricks, he would have shouted it out a long time ago, but he didn't, but calmly told everyone that this was the real Xu Sanmei, and he did it probably just because of a person's conscience. At that time, all major newspapers were bought by the Xie family, and Lao Wu Ming knew that Ma Xiaobao was not Xie Jiajia, and he could only watch a mother lose her child, and he was not even allowed to publish an exclusive report, and now he knew that this Xu Sanmei was fake, but with his conscience, he told everyone that this child was Ma Xiaobao, not Xie Jiajia, Ma Xiaobao was Xu Sanmei's son, and that's it. When there is darkness around them, some people will be bound and coerced by the darkness, but they will not be able to cover their eyes in pursuit of light. This is a person's conscience.
Thinking of this, Huo Zhongliang's heart stirred up layers of warm currents, he coughed, and announced the final result: "It is determined that the real Xie Jiajia is dead, and the current Xie Jiajia is Ma Xiaobao, and there is a biological mother-son relationship with Xu Sanmei, and Xu Sanmei will be sentenced according to law." ”
Some applauded, some shouted that there was shady, and some shouted, "No, it's not true!" I'm Xie Jiajia, and I'm Xie Jiajia. ”
Ma Xiaobao looked at Mr. Xie while shouting, his eyes were vicious, and Mr. Xie could only stubbornly shout: "I don't accept it, this is my son Jiajia, this woman doesn't know where to get a bone and says it's my son, I don't accept it!" ”
"Just get a bone and say it's your son? Everyone saw it clearly just now, do you still have a few sons who died unexpectedly, and any bone is his bones when you dig up a piece? ”
Huo Zhongliang slapped the table: "I think you are very suspicious, could it be that Xie Jiajia's death has something to do with you?" ”
This is just Huo Zhongliang's bluff to scare people, but he didn't expect that as soon as he heard this, Mr. Xie immediately stopped talking.
Ye Quan's eyes turned a few times on the faces of the Xie couple, and he was secretly happy in his heart: Haha, there is something here, there is a big matter! Why did the surnamed Xie murder his own son? What a big gossip wow.
Ye Liang's restless heart began to leap again.
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