After a weekend off, Yanxiao finally felt that she was alive again. The days have also returned to the way they used to be, going to work every day and revising the draft, except that Yanxiao made herself more careful and low-key, she didn't want to be targeted again.

Seeing that the National Day and the Mid-Autumn Festival are about to begin, most of the reporters in the agency have begun to get busy, and all kinds of news have flown back to the agency like snowflakes. According to the delivery time of the reporters and the work rules of the editors, Yanxiao's working hours have also begun to be adjusted to irregular hours from one o'clock in the afternoon to the evening.

On this day, Yanxiao, who had worked the night shift the night before, woke up in a cold sweat again in her sleep, and the dream was still the painful face of those earthquakes that had often appeared recently, but this time there was one more person, when she was pulled by those hands and was about to slide into the huge crack, that person appeared like a god's mansion, stretched out his hand and pulled her out.

It's so ridiculous, the uncle is starting to fall asleep!

Yan Xiao shook her head, and somehow, she remembered Jian Shang's tearful face, and lay on the bed to make a decision that she had been hesitating recently, she wanted to revisit the people who knew about the Jian Sang incident back then, and maybe she would find out.

That's it.

It has been a few years since the incident, and it is very difficult to start from any aspect, Yan Xiao held his head and recalled what Jian Shang said at that time, and sorted out his thoughts.

The lie started with the siege of the chemical plant, according to Jian Shang, it was Song Wei who led people to injure them at that time, not the official statement that the security guard's old illness had recurred and injured the reporter that year, so what about the security guard who was recognized as having a recurrence of his old mental illness back then?

Yan Xiao slapped the table, yes, it's him.

Just a little excited, in the blink of an eye, he smiled and hung his head on the table, a psychopath a few years ago, where to find this?

By the way, if you want to find someone with a criminal record, it is most likely that you can find him from the police.

Police? Yan Xiao snapped his fingers and thought about the people he knew, and suddenly thought of the squad leader Li Wen.

According to Yanxiao, the squad leader Li Wen is a native of the city, and when he graduated, through his own efforts and his family's resources, he successfully entered the propaganda department of the city's public security bureau.

Yan Xiao remembered that as a member of the study committee, he had dealt with Li Wen in the past four years in college, and his personal relationship was also very good.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiao immediately turned on his mobile phone, and a message was sent, "Class leader, how are you doing?" ”

It was estimated that it was a quiet morning, and soon, Li Wen's news came back, "Nothing to do is not to go to the Three Treasures Palace!" ”

Yan smiled and replied, "Class leader, don't say that, isn't this a greeting for you!" ”

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Yan Xiao thought for a while, and replied, "The class leader is doing me a favor, I recently wanted to write something to show the leader, but I really lack materials, I found a case from a few years ago, and I want to talk to the parties back then, isn't it because there is no information about the parties!" ”

After a while, Li Wen's phone called, "Yanxiao, you know, there are regulations in the bureau, and the dossier materials can't be borrowed casually." ”

"I know, but I also know you can! Squad leader, please, whether I can be appreciated by the leaders in the future and pay attention to promotion and make a fortune depends on you! "Yan Xiao is extremely scoundrel on the phone.

Li Wen's voice was full of speechlessness and helplessness, "Okay, then I'll try, you can send me the relevant information in a while, but there is no guarantee that you will be able to borrow it......"

Before Li Wen could finish speaking, Yan Xiao interrupted him, "Squad leader, you can, you have to, I'm waiting for your good news!" No longer giving the other party a chance to refute, he hung up the phone with a smile.

I was a little excited in my heart, and I thought excitedly that my No. 1 interviewee was finally about to appear!

On the other side of the room, there were thick curtains, and although it was daytime, it was pitch black, leaving only the light from a computer screen.

Jian Shang sat in front of the computer, fiddling with a USB flash drive in his hand. The video footage taken from Yoomeina's home before going to the earthquake zone has been placed inside.

Pick up the phone and dial a number, and after a few "beeps", the person on the other side picks up, "Hey." ”

"See you at the restaurant last time, twelve." Hanging up the phone, Jian Shang leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes tiredly.

I hope I can get something out this time.

At twelve o'clock at noon, in the crowded restaurant, Jian Shang asked for a private room in the corner, closed the door, and the noise outside was instantly isolated. Standing by the window and looking down, the picture of the little girl squatting on the side of the road and crying a few months ago is still in my mind, and I don't know what happened to that girl? The body should be fine, right?

Just thinking about it, the door of the private room was pushed open, and someone walked in like a gust of wind, sat on the chair closest to the door, and unceremoniously picked up the water cup and poured water, while whispering, "I'm tired of Lao Tzu, I tossed this morning, and I didn't even drink saliva." ”

Hearing this, Jian Shang turned around and said slowly, "Teacher Chang, pay attention to the image of your elders. ”

Chang Ping drank all a glass of water, and made a gesture to Jian Shang to throw the cup in his hand over, "You stinky boy, you dare to make fun of me, do you want anything?" ”

Stuff? Jian Shang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately walked over. When he took the stack of materials that Chang Ping took out of his bag, Jian Shang even felt that his hands were shaking a little, and the materials that he had worked so hard to get felt heavy when he held them in his hands at this time.

"How did you get it this time?"

"It took some effort to use all the informants in his hand, and I blame him for being too dirty when he was in the advertising department, which offended many people, I don't know how many people are waiting to see his jokes, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten it so quickly."

"Well, thank you, Uncle Chang."

"After so many years, do you know how polite you are now? I'm not just for you, since he became the president, Yan Songming has not done a single practical thing for the club except for calculating and stammering every day, I can't see it. ”

Jian Shang nodded after hearing this, flipped through the information in his hand, and solemnly put it away again.

"How are you going to use it? Do you report it directly? Chang Ping was a little curious.

"It's not enough for him." Jian Shang lowered his eyes and chuckled.

Chang Ping looked at the table, and then changed the topic, "You stinky boy, it's not sincere to invite me to dinner, just order these?" ”

Jian Shang smiled, "What do you want to eat?" Whatever you want. ”

Thinking of the thick materials in the bag, Jian Shang felt that this meal was actually a little happy. After a rare drink, he was slightly drunk, and Chang Ping came over with a gossip on his face, "Jian Sang, you kid tell me honestly, the little girl in our club who asked me about you last time, do you know each other?" ”

Jian Shang's brain was a little sluggish after drinking, and after a while, he remembered who Chang Ping was talking about, and nodded, "Hmm." ”

"I have always been very accurate in looking at people, the little girl is good, she looks like a kind and caring girl, and she treats people well!" Chang Ping smiled obscenely.

Pushing away this obscene face, Jian Shang explained in a rare way, "Where do you want to go to Uncle Chang?" At such an old age, why is he still so old and not serious? ”

"I don't care, I think it's good, I don't feel good about seeing you live so hard all these years. There aren't many people who can let you reveal your identity, so if you like it, hurry up. ”

Like? Jian Shang was a little confused. Suddenly remembered the night in the earthquake area, the moment of dependence and tranquility in his heart when Yanxiao held him in his arms.

Touching Chang Ping's playful gaze, Jian Shang woke up in an instant. The past, the uncertain future, the simple business, the beautiful things, can you still deserve it?