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"Doctor, look at him quickly. What's wrong with him?" Lin Qiao heard the doctor's words and didn't think much about it. She was focused on treating Li Jianfeng.

The doctor checked him and said it was nothing serious, but that he was under too much stress and told him to take medicine and rest well.

Lin Qiao suggested that Li Jianfeng lie down in the infirmary for half a day.

"No, let's go."

Li Jianfeng insisted on going back to the classroom.

Lin Qiao then realized that what the doctor just said had profound meaning.

Let Li Jianfeng go first, and she stayed to trick the doctor, and then she was sure that he was the one who saved her on the day of the rainstorm.

Lin Qiao's chest seemed to have been hit hard by something, and she was so suffocated that she couldn't breathe.

A sense of guilt suddenly filled her heart, and she couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Li Jianfeng. During these days, she had been misunderstanding him, deliberately ignored him, and said many hurtful words during the quarrel.

She decided to apologize to him properly.

Back in the classroom, she saw Li Jianfeng resting on the table.

She took out her college entrance examination review materials and handed them to him and said:

"I'm sorry, I just realized that you saved me despite the danger that day, and I misunderstood you! As an apology, I will give you a copy of the review materials printed by my brother. I hope you can get good results in the college entrance examination next year. You If you don’t understand anything, I will help you.”

"No."

Li Jianfeng refused, with suppressed anger on his expression.

Lin Qiao thought he was still angry, so she put the book on his desk. Who knows, the mask in his bag fell out.

Li Jianfeng quickly picked up the mask, stuffed it into his schoolbag, and yelled at her:

"I said no, why are you touching my schoolbag!"

Lin Qiao felt aggrieved: "I just want to give you the book!"

With that said, she threw the book on his desk, turned around and sat up straight, and stopped talking to him.

Really, this Li Jianfeng is afraid that he is seriously ill. He was so angry when he accidentally touched his schoolbag. What was the piece of skin that fell off just now? It feels like a mask.

Li Jianfeng did not care about her review materials, but other students in the class saw them and passed them around.

Lin Qiao told everyone that if you want to buy books, you can register with her. If you want more, her brother will send a batch of books at a 20% discount.

There are six senior classes in No. 6 Middle School, with a total of more than 300 people. If this business can be done, it will also be a huge income.

Jiang Ning and Lin Chen are busy every day, and there is money in their pockets every day.

Soon it was time to register for the college entrance examination.

Those in the countryside register at the street office, and those in the city register at the street office. The registration fee is 50 cents.

At the beginning, there were restrictions on age and marriage. Someone gave advice to the central government, and a document was issued immediately stating that there is no age limit for this exam, and you can take the exam even if you are married.

Moreover, the Ministry of Education has established the principle of “voluntary registration and merit-based admission”, and communes and sub-district offices are not allowed to sign up for various reasons.

For a time, everyone with a little bit of cultural background crowded into the registration site.

Jiang Ning and Lin Chen also came to the commune registration point to sign up.

Lin Chen looked at the long queue, took the review materials, and passed them around one by one.

For this kind of thing, as long as one person comes around and is interested in his review materials, everyone will follow suit and surround him.

Before the name was submitted, he had already ordered dozens of documents.

Just as everyone was pushing and pushing, two people wearing red armbands squeezed through the crowd and came to Lin Chen.

"Are you Lin Chen from Tea Garden Village?" A short, fat-faced man with a red armband asked with a cold face.

Lin Chen nodded: "Is something wrong?"

"Come with us, someone will report you for opportunism."

With that said, the two of them grabbed one of his arms to take him away.

Jiang Ning suddenly became anxious and blocked the way with her belly puffed out:

"Do you have any evidence to arrest people just like this?"

Another tall, thin-faced man with a red armband explained kindly:

"Someone has just searched your house and found two thousand yuan in cash. Does Lin Chen have to come with us? Explain the source of the large amount of property!"

Everyone was in an uproar. Lin Chen's family was too rich, and they found two thousand yuan in one search.

Lin Chen was equally shocked. Why was it only 2,000 yuan?

Jiang Ning has at least more than 50,000 yuan.

My wife is so awesome and hides her money so well.

He touched Jiang Ning's face and comforted her:

"Don't worry, they won't do anything to me. I just need to explain the source of the money clearly."

Jiang Ning nodded and secretly stuffed a pack of cigarettes into the pocket of the tall, thin-faced man with a red armband.

Lin Chen was taken to the police station with a red armband and asked the police station staff to interrogate him.

When Gao Baoliang saw Lin Chen, he winked at him, meaning not to worry, as long as he was there, nothing would happen.

Lin Chen remained calm and faced the interrogation, insisting that he earned his money by selling clothes.

The tailor shop is officially certified and the money earned is legal income. Why should we arrest him?

The fat-faced man with a red armband sat in the interrogation seat, not believing what he said, and said with a stern expression:

"The report letter said that you are not just selling clothes, but reselling fungus and ceram fabric. These are all hoarding and speculation."

Lin Chen had an expression on his face: "I grow fungus for my own consumption, and I buy fine fabrics for making clothes. If you have evidence that I resell the materials, please show it!"

The fat man's face turned red and his armbands trembled with anger: "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, so don't blame us for using any means."

His original intention was to suggest that the police use torture to extract confessions.

Gao Baoliang stood behind him, patted his shoulder and said:

"Comrade, your idea is not advisable. It is just a simple interrogation, how can you use force!

Okay, everyone, let's take a break and take a good inventory of the evidence we have on hand. "

He asked Lin Chen to go back to the room where prisoners were held at the police station to rest, while he chatted with the two red armbands.

The person who filed the complaint letter to the street could tell so many details about Lin Chen, including his name on the black market and his appearance, so he must be someone who had frequent contact with him.

He wanted to see who wanted to mess with Lin Chen!

He asked the two of them to recall whether anyone had seen Sexin.

The tall, thin-faced man suddenly remembered something and jumped up from his seat.

"Director Gao, let me tell you something. In fact, on the morning when I received the report letter, I went to work early. When I was approaching the street office, I passed by a person. However, the appearance of this person was absolutely... It was impossible for this person to appear, I thought it was because of my eyesight!”

After he finished speaking, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Gao Baoliang looked at him intently: "What do you mean by someone who is absolutely impossible to appear?"

Slim Face wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in horror:

"That face is almost exactly the same as the one whose throat was cut a year ago."

After everyone heard this, they all took a deep breath.

Although Gao Baoliang was not at the police station at the time, he was still frightened by the case. Because of panic, he led the militiamen to conduct strict patrols in the commune brigade for several months.

Unexpectedly, the murderer did not appear, but the victim did.