Sister Cao, she's definitely not a psychopath!"

"Her baby said she was neurotic, the doctor said she was neurotic, and the people around her said she was neurotic, what else could she be if she wasn't neurotic?"

"Where are you going?"

"Don't you understand?!"

......

is still the living room of Liu Weidong's house.

It's still the same group of victims, but the number has been reduced by one-third compared to the last gathering.

A small living room with a few people.

Under the red-faced dispute, there is panic and cowardice that cannot be concealed.

Qian Shizhong was lying on the sofa, his eyes empty.

He ran a lot for this case, ignoring his old age and disability, constantly collecting evidence and visiting old friends.

But.

The more you work and the more you give, the harder the blow of failure becomes.

He was more lost, confused, flustered, helpless, and even a little fear than anyone else in the room.

"Old money, old money!"

The call of others pulled him out of his stupor.

He looked up, and everyone was staring at him.

"What are you talking about? ”

What to say? What else to say?

Old Qian opened his mouth and said some words of encouragement, disbanded the party in a daze, went downstairs in a daze, and forgot to take the car keys when he touched his pocket.

............

There is no more evil joke than to hand hope before one's eyes and see it destroyed.

Zou Ping lay in a wheelchair, staring blankly at the ceiling. This woman, who is still sharp and stubborn even though she is half paralyzed, is rarely tired at this moment.

Liu Weidong stayed by her side, holding his wife's hand without saying a word. The yellow dog seemed to sense the owner's mood, crawling on the side of the wheelchair, low over and whimpering.

The party had already dispersed, and the room was silent, except for the sound of Naruto Che outside the window.

"Brother Liu, Sister Zou. ”

A greeting sounded next to him.

But it was a young man leaning against the door with a cane, his eyes hesitant.

The young man, surnamed Kong, was also one of the victims of the quarry's black cell. Everyone else secretly called him "17", which was the number of the stone prison where he was held.

Of all of them, he was the hardest locked up and the most seriously injured. Let other people relate to each other and be impressed.

"It's a small hole. Seeing that there were outsiders, Liu Weidong barely squeezed out a smile. "Did you forget something?"

The young man shook his head.

"I'm leaving. ”

Liu Weidong was a little inexplicable when he said this, but he still advised: "Then go slowly, pay attention to safety, and ...... tomorrow."

The young man interrupted him.

"I'm leaving Qishui. ”

That's all he said.

Liu Weidong was stunned, but Zou Ping was furious.

She turned her head sharply, and a vicious curse skillfully came to her lips, but when she saw the young man, and saw the crutches in the young man's hand, she remembered the scene of the visit to the hospital - at that time, Xiao Kong was changing the dressing, and his pale face was full of weakness hanging by a thread, and when the layers of bandages on his thighs were untied, there were wounds that festered to the bone.

As a result, the insults that came to the lips were no longer easy to speak.

She thought of Zhang Jie again, thought of Cao Xiaofang, and remembered Lao Qian's confusion and helplessness, and her anger dissipated little by little.

"Let's go, go farther. It's better to be a deserter than a traitor. ”

Zou Ping's voice was a little low, but the young man did not leave, but walked over.

"Sister Zou, Brother Liu. He pursed his lips, "As you know, I'm not a local, and I don't have any relatives or friends in Qishui. I was hospitalized some time ago, and it was you who helped me take care of me, especially Brother Liu, stewed soup for me and helped me go to the toilet......"

Liu Weidong shook his head.

"What's the use of you saying that now?"

The young man did not answer, but instead threw out a rhetorical question that was not relevant.

"Do you know the Tai Chi Club?"

Of course, the two of them know that this is a local old club, known as the "heaven and earth" of Qishui. The two of them didn't understand why the young man mentioned this, so they listened to him continue:

The owner of the club is called He Taiji, a middleman with relatively old connections and qualifications, and he often helps Hong Daihai and some characters on the white road to thread needles and threads, and hold some small gatherings in the private room to contact feelings. I used to be the foreman in this club, but some time ago, my old family called me and said that my father suddenly fainted on the construction site and went to the hospital to check that it was brain cancer. But it was found in time and could be saved, but it required a lot of money. ”

He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"I probably won't make that much money in my lifetime. ”

He smiled.

"So, I had a crooked mind. I installed a camera in the best private room of the club, and I happened to shoot Hong Daihai and some big people on the white road, so I took this video to ask Hong Daihai for money. As you can see, the money didn't arrive, and I was caught first. ”

He paused.

"Fortunately, Hong Daihai wanted that video, I bit it to death, and his subordinates couldn't kill me. ”

The young man patted his crutch.

"It's just losing a leg. ”

Liu Weidong was surprised: "Didn't you say before that you were locked up because you owed usury and couldn't afford to pay it back?"

"That's a lie. ”

"Why?"

"Because I also want to trade videos for money. ”

The young man looked apologetic.

"Honestly, I'm sorry for you. A few days ago, I have been negotiating the price with Yang Sanli, but I have not been able to negotiate. ”

The sudden truth made the two look at each other, and their hearts were mixed.

Scolding him? Xiao Kong really has a last resort.

Comfort him, but how can he let go of his own suffering?

The two didn't know how to react for a while, and in the end, they just asked:

"Why did you say it today?"

"Last night, my uncle called me, and my dad jumped off the building in the hospital in order not to drag me down. The young man's face was very calm, and he even showed an inexplicable smile. "He told me to hurry back to the hospital. ”

"Then you ......"

Liu Weidong was gentle after all, and some words turned around in his head, but he still didn't say it.

But the young man seemed to have guessed his thoughts.

"I almost died in the stone prison this time, but I was lucky enough to meet Reporter Li. When the people of the red grass are free, I am afraid that they will not have such good luck next time. ”

The young man's eyes stared into the void with fascination.

"I also have a younger brother at home, he is still studying, and his grades are good, so he must be better than me...... I can't die. ”

"I will be back home tomorrow, no matter how long his hands are, he can't reach that far. ”

"I don't want money, but I think it's something. ”

The young man pulled out a USB flash drive from his bosom.

"You may need it. ”

Zou Ping's breathing suddenly became short, but Liu Weidong pressed her hand.

"Why don't you give it to Captain Yuan?"

The young man said calmly:

"I can't trust the officials. ”

Liu Weidong wanted to ask again, but Zou Ping broke free and grabbed the USB flash drive.

The young man seemed to have been relieved of some burden, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and solemnly reminded:

"You must be careful, this thing is not at the critical moment, and you must not let others know. ”

"Don't worry. ”

Zou Ping put the USB flash drive on her chest and clenched it tightly.

"Even if I die, I can't let people snatch it away!"

............

A teahouse in Linjiang.

Private room.

A pot of tea, sit opposite the window.

Qian Shizhong looked at the white gas floating in the tea, and was stunned.

He didn't understand why he was eavesdropping, and why he was running away in a hurry.

After thinking about it, I have to blame the body for doing its own thing, and it has nothing to do with my own wishes.

"Old money, old money!"

He suddenly woke up, and looking at the concerned eyes of his old friend on the other side, he realized that he was distracted again.

Recently, I have been wandering a lot more often than usual.

Lao Qian couldn't help but think: Could it be that he is really old?

He then put the doubt behind him and moved on to the previous topic.

Qian Shizhong invited his old friend to meet, naturally not just for a sip of tea, he wanted to ask his old friend to help, exert influence, and promote the development of the case.

But I didn't expect it.

"Old money, I advise you to stop. If it continues to make trouble, it will not benefit either side. ”

Noisy?!

Qian Shizhong was already in a trance, but now he was even more angry and blurted out.

"What's the matter, you've been bribed too?!"

As soon as these words came out, Lao Qian regretted it.

Sure enough, the old friend slapped the table and blackened his face.

Lao Tzu has been innocent all his life, and he dares to swear to the sky that he has never been greedy for a penny. ”

The old money is also out of the way.

"You're not greedy, then why do you want to help the underworld?!"

The old friend "Teng" stood up.

"You think I'm used to seeing Hong Daihai's gang, and Lao Tzu hates him so much that his teeth itch. ”

He walked around the private room irritably.

"You only think about bringing down Hong Daihai, but have you thought about it, what will be the consequences of the collapse of the Hongmao Group?"

Consequence?

Of course the old money knows.

Hongmao Group can be said to be the economic pillar of Qishui.

The rapid development of Qishui in all aspects in recent years is inseparable from the support of Hongmao Group.

The people depend on it for food, and the officials rely on it for political gain.

But.

"He's a liar!"

"Liar?"

The old friend shook his head and smiled.

"Is the annual tax revenue of nearly 100 million yuan a fraud? Is the thousands of jobs solved a fraud? Is it a fraud that tens of thousands of cooperative households are planted with medicinal herbs?"

"If these are lies, well, I'll ask you again. ”

"Is the Hongmao Second Bridge they funded to build a lie? Is the university town they invested in and planned a lie?"

"Old money, we're all so old. Haven't you seen it yet?"

"Can we really distinguish between truth and falsehood, right and wrong, in this society?"

"You think you're upholding justice?"

"No!"

"You're on the opposite side of everybody, and you're ignoring the big picture. ”

The old friend sighed at the end.

"You go back and think about it. ”

"It's good to do it yourself. ”

............

Once again, it was unpleasant.

But unlike before, this time, some of the insistence in the money time center has been shaky.

On the way home.

Lao Qian pondered repeatedly, what was his original intention to face Hong Daihai in the first place?

Is it a matter of will?

Compared with the hardships endured, the difficulties faced are inevitably ridiculous.

Is it for the country?

But the old friend clearly told him: It was self-inflicted and wishful thinking!

For the people?

He looked around.

In the corner of the community, a few long-tongued women gathered together to look at him and pointed at him, and in an instant they scattered like birds and beasts; in the past, if they bumped into him, they would have enthusiastically called "Minister Qian", but at this time, they avoided it from a distance, as if he was a foul-smelling old dog.

Until he returned home, Qian Shizhong was still full of doubts.

At home, the second child who is not doing his job is nested on the sofa, just playing with his mobile phone, and he doesn't lift his eyelids. The boss noticed him, but opened his mouth to persuade him not to spend any more.

"One day, defeat this, defeat that, which one can you defeat in the end? Uphold justice, uphold justice? Which one around you understands you? Which one accepts your feelings?"

Old money was said to be on fire.

Are you my Lao Tzu (Dad), or am I your Lao Tzu?

He shouted.

"Even if no one understands me, I have to stand firm and stand up straight, and set an example for future generations!"

As soon as these angry words came out, it was like a bright light, illuminating the confusion.

Yes!

Old money seems to have grasped the last straw.

I am setting an example for future generations!

But the boss sneered.

"Posterity, role model, you go to see the girl first. ”

............

Yaya is Lao Qian's granddaughter and is only in the third grade of primary school.

When Lao Qian found her, the little guy was aggrieved, with a wrinkled little face, and the old man's heart melted.

"Grandpa, I don't want to study. ”

"Why?"

"My classmates bullied me and didn't play with me. ”

Old money is just a small contradiction between children, and smiled.

"Why don't they play with you?"

"Kiki said, you're going to bring down the company, his father is going to lose his job, and our family is going to make their family have no food. ”

Erwa said that the company collapsed, the university town could not be opened, and his sister could not finish her studies. ”

"The teacher said that if the company collapses, the amusement park will also collapse, and our family will not be able to go to the amusement park. ”

......

The girl snapped her fingers and continued to speak one after another, and the smile on Lao Qian's face became more and more stagnant.

Ultimately.

The little granddaughter looked at him with big eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering.

The innocent child's voice was like a poison injected into his heart.

"Grandpa, are you a bad person?"

............

Qian Shizhong felt as if something had been punctured in his heart, and his soul sank gently.

In a trance.

He heard someone ring the doorbell.

Hear someone opening the door.

Hearing the boss say enthusiastically:

"Mr. Yang, welcome, welcome!"

......

"Then we will have a good deal. ”

Yang Sanli stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand reservedly.

"Minister Qian, a word is a certainty. ”

Old Qian buried his head and didn't answer, he collapsed on the sofa, as if his spine had been sucked away.

When the boss next to him saw it, he quickly leaned over, held Yang Sanli's hand, and shook it vigorously.

"A word is a certainty!

The second child cheered even more.

"Okay, can I join the group?"

He grumbled.

"Recently, many of my friends have joined the group, but because of my father, they didn't let me add it, and I was outdated. ”

"What's the group?"

When Lao Qian heard this, he finally had some reaction.

Yang Sanli smiled:

"That's just some public security mutual aid groups that we have organized for the community harmony of Hongmao City. The main purpose is to monitor some discordant elements. ”

With that, he handed over his phone.

Lao Qian took it and took a look, but it was a full WeChat group, called "Hongmao Harmony and Mutual Aid Group 13".

With a swipe of his hand, his breath stagnated, and his eyes widened.

He saw that he fled from Liu Weidong's house in a panic.

He saw himself meeting with an old friend at a teahouse.

He saw himself walking into the neighborhood in despair.

He saw Yuan Xiaochuan, Cao Xiaofang, and Liu Weidong...... He saw their every move outside, bit by bit.

Yang Sanli's voice explained in his ear:

"I pick some trustworthy people to add to the group, and when I usually bump into some suspicious people or suspicious things, I take pictures and put them in the group. Our company also often sends out some red envelopes to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm, and if you take an important picture, there will be a separate reward......"

Qian Shizhong only felt that his brain was buzzing, and he couldn't hear the words clearly.

He looked at the strange smile on Yang Sanli's face, and suddenly remembered what Yang Sanli said at the celebration.

"Do you think you're just challenging Mr. Hong and the Hongmao Group? No, you're challenging the entire Hongmao City. ”

He felt that something in his soul had been shattered, and with it, some of his last insistences.

He suddenly felt a sense of relief, even exaltation.

He straightened up and looked at Yang Sanli.

"I'm going to get up. ”

Yang Sanli was stunned for a moment.

Fortunately, he was a blank slate, with some ink in his stomach, and when he realized that Qian Shizhong said that he wanted to be an official again.

"No problem. ”

He nodded.

But.

"Former position. ”

At this moment, the smile on Yang Sanli's face faded.

"Old money, you can't be so greedy. Eating too much is not going to spit out in the end. ”

Old Qian didn't refute, he just said.

"Number 17. ”

He added.

"Surveillance video. ”