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The so-called family ugliness cannot be publicized.

After leaving the police station, Ruan Mianmian wanted to scold them and then pit out some money, but it was already late and several people were very tired, so they had to send them to the town in a police car.

This police car is the only police car in the police station.

It was the little brother who sent them, and in the car, the little brother was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"You four reporters?"

Several people were drowsy, and as soon as they heard the policeman's question, they immediately woke up.

"Well, we're all journalists." Ruan Mianmian nodded, and several other people also nodded in agreement.

"Oh." The little brother sighed again and stopped talking.

Numerous:...

That's it?! Without?!

Seeing this, Ruan Mianmian frowned slightly, looking at the silent little brother driving in front of him, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

It stands to reason that when Zhou Zhou and they were arrested, they should have already known their identity as reporters, so why do they have to ask again now?

Look at the little brother's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, is it? Something to hide?

"Uncle policeman, I see that the terrain here is more complicated, as if it is not the same as the road I just came." Ruan Mianmian asked.

It was very dark, the little brother drove very slowly, and the two headlights in front were on.

The little brother glanced at Ruan Mianmian from the rearview mirror, and happened to meet Ruan Mianmian's exquisite eyes.

He dodged, sighed, and said, "The mountain road is complicated, and the cart generally goes a little wider." You're just here to make motorcycles. ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Ruan Mianmian's eyes.

"Are there very few reporters in your place?" Ruan Mianmian asked, glancing outside by the way.

It's pitch black, and the night in the mountains is really dark.

The little brother of the policeman sighed, and his voice was particularly low in the quiet night: "Well, basically don't come." ”

"Why?" Ruan Mianmian asked.

The little brother seemed to laugh at himself, and then said: "Because we are too poor here, the reporter comes here for an interview, and there is no manuscript fee." And we don't have a good road here, so we don't want to come. Those who are willing to come are all reporters from poverty alleviation, people's livelihood or tourism. ”

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips.

"And what do you want reporters to do here?"

The little brother was slightly stunned, glanced at Ruan Mianmian from the rearview mirror, and saw Ruan Mianmian's tortured eyes.

That look was so sharp that the little brother almost drove the car into the ravine!

With a sharp turn, the car twisted, and everyone in the car woke up!

"Damn, what's going on??" Zhang Ranran woke up with a panicked face.

"I'm sorry, it's too dark." The little brother looked sorry.

"It's okay, it's okay, you drive slowly, we're OK." Zhang Ranran hurriedly comforted.

"Yes." The little brother nodded meekly.

After that, there was no more sound in the car.

Ruan Mianmian kept staring at the back of the police brother, waiting for the little brother to look at her in the rearview mirror. However, the little brother never made eye contact with her again.

She gave up looking at each other and turned her gaze out the window.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and a round of crescent moon hung lonely and lonely in the sky, and far away from it, a few stars shimmered.

The wind in the mountains is bone-chilling at night.

Isn't that the people here are also cold in their hearts?

...

It took about an hour and a half to get to town, and at this time, there were very few hotels in business.

The police brother took them to find a hotel, and the boss saw that it was a person in uniform coming, and his attitude suddenly improved a lot.

The four of them opened three rooms, and when they checked in, Ruan Mianmian said to the little brother: "It's too late, it's too dark, you can stay here for one night before leaving." ”

The little brother was a little stunned.

Ruan Mianmian smiled and said to the boss, "Open another room." ”

"Okay." The boss said happily, anyway, I don't think I have a lot of money.

The little brother was stunned, he looked at Ruan Mianmian, and wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't help it.

Ruan Mianmian is also enduring, because she feels that at this time, the more she asks, the more people will not say.

This place is too far away from the imperial capital, and the transportation is not very developed. If there's something they want to convey, no one wants to come and do it for them.

They may have suffered a lot of rejection, which is why they are so indecisive.

The policeman lowered his head and checked in the accommodation, took the room card in his hand, and he was silent.

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips slightly, took out a business card from her schoolbag and gave it to him: "This is my business card, if you have any questions, you can find me at any time." ”

The little brother raised his head, glanced at the business card, and then at Ruan Mianmian.

Ruan Mianmian raised his business card and said, "I know you'll be able to use it." ”

The little brother clenched his fist, and then took the business card.

Ruan Mianmian smiled, put on her schoolbag and prepared to go upstairs.

"Thank you." After taking a step or two, I heard the little brother say this from behind.

The voice was dull, but there was a faint gratitude.

"No thanks." Ruan Mianmian glanced back at him, and then left.

She knows how to advance and retreat freely, and she also knows how to maintain one's silence. When people don't want to communicate with you, no matter how much you ask, it will be fruitless.

And most likely, you're going to collapse.

So, don't worry, if you have a place to find you, the other party will naturally look for you.

...

The result of excessive exhaustion is that it is already dawn when you wake up, and it is very bright.

The curtains of the hotel are not very shaded, so as soon as everyone wakes up, they all subconsciously close their eyes again.

"Oh my God, why am I here." Zhang Ranran and Zhou Zhou were in the same room, and after waking up, Zhang Ranran wailed.

Zhou Zhou also collapsed on the bed, pinched his temples, and said, "I found nothing, and the boss who was still harmed ran over." ”

"But it's not nothing, at least we know that the factory is not a factory of conscience." Zhang Ranran said.

Zhou Zhou sighed and didn't speak.

"Get up, I'm ready to be scolded by the boss." Zhou Zhoudao.

Zhang Ranran shook his head and said, "I'm ready to give money." ”

Jojo:...

The four of them gathered in the simple restaurant of the hotel, and as soon as they met, Ruan Mianmian stretched out his hand and said, "Yesterday, the old lady gave you 5,000 advances, and you will return it to me." ”

Three: ...

Zhang Ranran had an expression that I knew, and took out his mobile phone to transfer money to Ruan Mianmian: "Na, here you go, two thousand." ”

Ruan Mianmian looked stunned: "What two thousand, five thousand!" ”

Zhang Ranran looked confused: "Why is it five thousand!" The three of us together are only 5,000! ”

Ruan Mianmian tugged at the corners of her mouth: "The old lady doesn't want money by plane?" Don't pay for a taxi? You don't need money to stay in a hotel?!!! Do you think it's easy for me to milk my baby? ”

Three: ...

What does it have to do with nursing a baby??? If it's too much, we'll hit you, I'll tell you.

"Note, it's five thousand per person." Ruan Mianmian added.

"Get out." Zhou Zhou couldn't help it.

Ruan Mianmian: ...

The leader will be for you~~

Under the persecution of Ruan Mianmian's red fruits, the three of them took out 5,000 to Ruan Mianmian. Ruan Mianmian, who received the money, sat down happily and ate breakfast beautifully.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?" She asked.

Several people ate breakfast painfully, and while eating, they looked at Ruan Mianmian with hatred, and Zhou Zhou said: "I received a report from an informant that there is a factory in Zhangjia Village that emits a lot of pollution all year round, which has seriously threatened the health of the land and the villagers. ”

When Ruan Mianmian heard this, she ate the egg and asked cutely: "May I ask the informant, is it the person who is wrapped with a thread?" ”

"Get out." The three of them answered in unison.

Ruan Mianmian: ...

[Author's digression]: 10,000 words update, twenty-eighth day.