Chapter 34 Not Guilty Without Evidence

Song Qiu followed Li Zhushi and the others, they trotted over, and when they saw Song Qiu stopping Zhao Chen and Mei Renxin, Teacher Lin, the leader of the team, asked puzzledly, "Song Qiu, what's wrong?"

After the previous scene, Teacher Lin was already convinced by Song Qiu's heart at this time, and his tone was much better. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"You ask them. Song Qiu slanted his eyebrows and looked at the two.

Zhao Chen's spirit was in a trance, and he was suddenly stopped, and when he saw clearly that the person who came was Song Qiu, who had been slashed by a thousand knives in his fantasy, his eyes erupted with angry flames, and he said angrily: "You kid is looking for a fight, aren't you?"

The reason why he is so confident is because he knows that Mei Renxin's strength next to him is comparable to that of a taekwondo black duan, and he is an out-and-out fighting master.

Cleaning up a skinny Song Qiu?

That's not casual!

Zhao Chen turned his head and subconsciously looked at Mei Renxin, his eyelids raised, and he was suddenly stupid.

There is nothing around him, where is there still the shadow of Mei Renxin?

"What about Brother Mei?" Zhao Chen was still wondering.

Song Qiuzao saw Mei Renxin tiptoeing down the corner of the wall and slipping out of the door, with a chuckle, his figure fluttered like electricity, and he caught up with Mei Renxin in a few steps and carried it back.

His movements were as fast as thunder, startling Li Zhushi and the three of them, Meng Ziqing's small eyes widened like two round night pearls, and she asked in surprise: "Dead pervert, what speed are you?"

Song Qiu ignored it, threw Mei Renxin next to Zhao Chen, and said to the three of them: "If you are not mistaken, the accompaniment band of the bamboo poem was destroyed by Zhao Chen and him." ā€

Zhao Chen calmed down, raised his head, and said fearlessly: "What about the evidence, if there is no evidence, I will sue you for slander!"

Mei Renxin propped up her body with her elbows, and shouted: "That's right, that's right, this is a legal society, you beat me for no reason, but you have to bear legal responsibility!"

Song Qiu glanced at him, Mei Renxin suddenly felt a chill in her heart, and hurriedly closed her mouth.

Teacher Lin was also frightened by Song Qiu's skills, and said a little helplessly: "Yes, Song Qiu, even if they did it, but you don't have evidence, you can't do anything about them, and if you don't get it, you have to put yourself in it." ā€

The audience in the venue was gone, and the entire aisle was so quiet that you could hear a pin landing.

Zhao Chen looked at Song Qiu and suddenly laughed.

First he chuckled silently, then he laughed out loud, and finally he looked up and laughed non-stop, almost telling them: yes, I did it, but do you have proof?

Even Meng Ziqing, who had always been suspicious of Song Qiu's speculation, suddenly understood.

The grumpy little girl was angry, and she was about to rush forward with her teeth and claws, but she was hurriedly grabbed by Teacher Lin, who reacted.

"Xiaoqing, calm, calm, don't fall into his trap. Teacher Lin said busily.

Huaxia is a legal society, no crime without a certificate, no evidence, as long as Zhao Chen and Mei Renxin do not admit it, they have no way to deal with these two people, but may be accused of false accusation and defamation.

Zhao Chen pointed to his chest with his thumb upside down, his head held high, and shouted loudly: "Come on, I'm here, but do you have a way? There is no way, just get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way!"

He motioned to Mei Renxin with his eyes, Mei Renxin understood, took out his mobile phone to turn on the video function, and shouted: "Come on, if you have a kind, come and beat me, see if I will be beaten into a trick by you and give in to you!"

Song Qiu looked at Zhao Chen calmly, until Zhao Chen's heart was numb, and he turned his gaze, and then said slowly: "If you want evidence, I'll give it to you." ā€

"Teacher Lin, please watch them, I'll make a call. Song Qiu turned his head and said to Teacher Lin.

"Don't try to run. Song Qiu stared coldly at Mei Renxin, who was still lying on the ground, and he deliberately exerted a little Dao coercion, so that Mei Renxin, who had just given birth to a little careful thinking, was so frightened that he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Turning around and walking to the place near the exit of the venue, Song Qiu took out his mobile phone, found the number named "poor ghost old man" in the address book, and dialed it.

"Hey. On the other end of the line was Tai Baixing's impatient voice.

This group of immortals don't look at all poor ghosts, each immortal has his own mobile phone, but this mobile phone is not made in the world, but developed by the heavens themselves, it is said that it stopped a group of IT elites who are ready to be reincarnated, and they will have a good birth in the next life, and no longer be forced to be a single code farmer on the condition that they stay in the underworld and work for a while before they get it.

Determined to be able to hug left and right in the next life, the code farmers who can easily get off the order burst out with a passion for work that they have never had in their previous lives, not only developed a mobile phone that can be mass-produced by the heavenly realm, but also they don't know how to make the mobile phone numbers of this group of poor ghosts and fairies can bypass several major communication operators and make and receive calls for free.

A group of immortals collectively evaded phone bills, and there was no one in this style of painting......

"Old fairy, are you busy?" Song Qiu, who had a calm face, suddenly looked like a "changing face" in the Bashu drama, and asked with a smile. Fortunately, he had his back to a few people, if Li Zhushi saw Song Qiu's dog-legged expression, he didn't know if he would go home and delete Song Qiu's WeChat account.

"There's something to talk about. Tai Bai Xing was very impatient, and Song Qiu could already hear the sound of the old man on the other side of the phone banging on the table hard.

"Can you bring a bottle of 'wahaha' to the Jiangcheng Grand Theater?" Song Qiu asked cautiously.

"Yes. Take me to Silver Three. Tai Bai Xing said unhurriedly.

Song Qiu: "Silver five." ā€

Tai Bai Xing said lightly: "Silver three." ā€

Song Qiu gritted his teeth: "Silver four." ā€

Tai Bai Xing was unmoved: "Silver three." ā€

"Alright, Silver Three. In the end, Song Qiu gave in, who told him to ask for someone.

They're talking about League of Legends rankings. Some time ago, Song Qiu finally brought the number of Tai Bai Xing to the Silver Five, but within a few days, this old man fell to the Bronze Second again, in order to be able to exercise his skills at a higher competitive level, or to put it another way - to fall back to the Bronze later, this time the Tai Bai Xing asked Song Qiu to bring him to the rank of Silver Three.

"Get out there now, get a taxi. After negotiating the price, Song Qiu said eagerly.

"Transfer 100 yuan to my WeChat first. The old man said slowly.

"Huh?" Song Qiu didn't understand.

"If you don't transfer money to me, how can I shout 'Dongdong Taxi'?" "Dongdong Taxi" is a taxi software that can be paid with WeChat.

Song Qiu was speechless, this dead old man really fell into the money hole and couldn't get out, he only robbed himself of his 10,000 yuan bonus at noon, and now he wants to take a taxi, and the money has to come out by himself: "Okay, you wait." ā€

He opened WeChat and looked at the balance in his WeChat wallet in silence.

A piece of six cents, well, pretty lucky......

Meng Ziqing watched Song Qiu confidently walk to the door and make a call, and secretly thought in her heart: This dead pervert doesn't look completely unreliable, we can't help it, he was able to come up with evidence to prove that these two guys did bad things, I really want to be impressed by him.

Suddenly, she saw Song Qiu turn her head with a serious expression, looking at them with a very ugly face.

Meng Ziqing was startled, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, is there any difficulty?"

I saw Song Qiu's expression extremely serious, and asked: "Which of you can transfer me a hundred yuan on WeChat, and the person I invited has no money to take a taxi......

Meng Ziqing wondered if she had been kicked in the brain by a donkey, and she actually thought that this guy was reliable?