I was watched by ghosts as soon as the live broadcast

Professor Ying took an online taxi.

"Mingren Charity House." Then he closed his eyes and leaned against the back seat of the car, not saying a word.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror, and felt that this gentleman-looking passenger was exuding a pressure that strangers should not enter, which inexplicably made his body tense, and he did not dare to make a sound in silence.

Car exhaust dissipates in the still hot air.Professor Ying was no different from an ordinary passer-by. He crossed the road and walked into the alley. There was no one left or right. He jumped and disappeared beyond the wall.It's so fast that it doesn't look like a normal person at all.

The windows of the office building are dark, like a beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for unexpected visitors.

The unexpected visitor flashed into the office, snapped his fingers, and an invisible barrier spread out, covering the doors and windows, preventing any light or sound from sneaking out.

"Can't you come out?"

A deep voice sounded in the silent office.

A thin layer of white light slowly spread in front of Professor Ying.The girl appeared with wide-eyed eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

The girl was a little surprised, and then she became happy. It took a long time to squeeze out a few words: "Uncle, you...Brother Ruan..."

"Uncle? Brother?" Professor Ying repeated in a low voice, the air inside the barrier suddenly became ten degrees colder, and even the girl in the soul state couldn't help shaking.

The girl changed the subject, "Why, why... didn't come, save me..."

Professor Ying frowned, unexpectedly, the little girl could not speak fluently even after building a barrier.

"You couldn't speak before you were alive? So you sent him a private message, asking for help?"

The girl nodded hastily, eager to express something, but also afraid of the cold air coming from Professor Ying's body, so she waved her hands anxiously.

"Why did you jump off the building? Was it hurt by Chen Yue, it was unbearable?"

Professor Ying's words were very direct, without any consideration for the girl's feelings. After all, in his eyes, this is just a soul that is about to return to the underworld.His identity and status never need to take into account other people's feelings.

The girl's bloodless face became more transparent.

"Why can't this matter be resolved, why bother to commit suicide?" Professor Ying showed disapproval, "The persecuted people can't bear to be humiliated and die, it will only fuel the flames of cancer, and even cause more tragic tragedies for innocent people. The day is exposed to the sun, and the filth that grows in the dark can be eradicated sooner.”

This is the longest sentence that Professor Ying has ever said.If Ruan Yang was here, he might be jealous of the girl, who could attract so much tongue from Professor Ying.

Being unable to make a sound during life, but having the honor to be heard after death, is God's pity.The girl put away all her resentment and grief, and struggled to say three words: "funding, helping, people."

Professor Ying hurried to the computer, logged on to the official website of the Mercy Charity Institute, and found a sponsor login link in an inconspicuous corner.

Dean Chen's words sounded in his ears.

"There are some new arrivals. You can log in with the account password we provided, and you can view the information of the goods."

According to the information sorted out at Ruan Yang's house, there is indeed an account and password list.Pick an input at random, and display "Successfully logged in."

Jump out of a long list of impoverished students, each with a photo and personal information, basically orphans, or deaf-mute, mentally handicapped children.Next to each child is a "I want to fund" button. After clicking, it will directly jump out of the transfer operation page.

At first glance, there is no problem, and it can even be used in any conference as a successful example of "how informatization can efficiently manage funding and protect children's privacy".

Looking again carefully, I saw the same face as the girl.

Lu Tingting, 17 years old, was from Wulin Village, Pingyang Town, Lianshi City.Both of his parents died, and he had a communication disorder, unable to speak normally.

Professor Ying suddenly thought of something, called up the data file in the USB flash drive, and found Lu Tingting's data number, followed by a series of transaction serial numbers.

The transaction serial numbers belong to the same month and different banks.If it is funded by a benefactor, you can make a monthly bank transfer instead of making it so complicated.

Professor Ying had a vaguely absurd idea in his heart. Even though he had seen the fancy tortures in the [-]th hell of the underworld, he still didn't have the speculation in his heart at this moment, which made people feel chilly.

Tingting pointed to the bookcase again, and then pointed to her abdomen.Professor Ying frowned: "Your child?"

Tingting nodded.Even the ruthless Professor Ying still trembled slightly. Looking at this underage girl, he sighed, moved away from the bookcase, and snapped his fingers.The Yunduo baby with braids in the sky appeared in the air after somersaulting.

Professor Ying quickly drew a few times in mid-air.The paths that the fingers trace are all golden lines, forming a retro-style pattern.With a wave of his hand, the golden pattern fell on the baby ghost.The black ball of light that I saw during the day flew out, and went straight into Tingting's belly as if she knew her way home.

Tingting gently caressed her lower abdomen, with an extremely gentle expression on her face.Yunduo Xiaowa dragged the coffin and disappeared in a flash.Professor Ying did not ask, he knew that the coffin would be burned in a proper place.

"I already know your grievances. When the time comes, the messenger will come to find you. Don't make any side effects before this."

I don't know the identity of the man in front of me, but Tingting couldn't help bowing her head and bowing her head to surrender under the coercion all over her body, and quietly retreated as she said.

A tiny golden light passed by, the barrier disappeared, and the midnight visitor disappeared without a trace.

The sky is slowly turning white, and this is destined to be an extraordinary morning.

In the past, it took a long time for Weibo to be searched once, but this time, the second time was searched within two days, and the protagonist was still the same person.

Click on the long picture, and the first line of words comes into view.

"This is the confession of a girl from the Mercy Hospital."

Netizens said in their hearts, the son of the richest man is going to start doing charity work.Yes, please support.

Changtu continued to pull down, feeling more and more depressed.Until it reached the bottom, my heart could no longer be described as sinking.

Some people were silent, some people exploded like dynamite, and some people ridiculed the hype of food anchors.

Because the two parties involved in the matter, one is the Bosou blogger, and the other is a well-known philanthropist in the society, both of them are well-known figures.In addition, all kinds of comments were mixed together, and the popularity of this long-picture Weibo suddenly shot up like a rocket.

"I hope I can give the girls and the public an explanation! @恨仁善园@平安东城"

"Since I became a mother, my tears are very low, and I am afraid of seeing such news. My own children have family members who can protect them. Who can protect the children in those charities?"

"People with a human face and a beast's heart should be punished directly!"

"I agree with the upstairs! If the punishment is not severe, how can I make him a good man? But I want the death penalty directly!"

"For this kind of beasts, their sexuality will cause disasters, and they will be ruled forever!"

……

The girl's personal information is not disclosed in the long picture text, which is regarded as a comprehensive privacy protection for the girl.However, the protection of this point has also become the point of attack by some people, questioning the authenticity of the matter, alluding to Ruan Yang's hype for eyeballs.

"Is this true? Chen Yue was selected as one of the top ten outstanding contributors in the province. This is shocking. Be realistic!"

"These days, even the richest man is playing the trick of empty-mouth accusations."

"A cook, just cook well, why bother so much?"

……

Mr. Ruan's women immediately fought back.Only then did Ruan Yang feel that this year's fans could still save him.

"Heh, you guys are very happy holding the keyboard~ Your life is just like this."

"Do you want to force other victims to face the media and the public, and expose your wounds, so that you will have a sense of accomplishment? At this time, shouldn't you find out the perpetrator and investigate it? Clear yourself, and the turbid will be turbid. You go What is it about oppressing victims?"

……

The phone rings.

"Master Ruan, are you going to make trouble?"

Ruan Yang wanted to hang up the phone when he heard Pei Sheng's gaming tone.

"Don't hang up! Don't hang up! Isn't my cousin from the Dongcheng City Public Security Bureau? He also saw Weibo, so check with me for news."

"I have some evidence on hand that is not convenient to make public, and I will submit it."

Pei Sheng, who was always noisy, became surprisingly serious: "I know you, and you won't spread the word if you're not sure. Brother Ruan Yangyang must support what Ruan Yangyang decides to do! If you need help, just speak up!"

"to make!"

No thanks.If something happens, he will directly draw his sword to help.Thinking about it this way, the road ahead is not as difficult as imagined.

After a morning of fermentation, many big Vs also forwarded Ruan Yang's Weibo, like a relay of mission.

Near noon, there was another small explosion on Weibo.

"Who deleted my comments?! The more you delete, the more I will! I have a reserve of [-] comments, come on!"

"Is the flow limited? Sincere advice: don't shy away from scraping bones to cure poison, the dirty things you hold will fester."

"People ask Zhengyi: Why are you always late? Zhengyi answers: I am not late! It is you who never open the door!"

"Why don't they understand? It is more disgraceful to be a beast than a well-known philanthropist to obstruct the investigation of the truth with all his strength!"

"Once the popularity fades and new trending searches come up, who will remember these children who survived under the clutches of the devil?"

……

Some netizens felt uncomfortable, and Dean Chen of the Mercy Charity Institute suffered even more.

I answered countless calls in the morning until my hands softened, and my ears hurt so much that I would be deaf in a second.Wechat messages from teachers, the media, city leaders, and entrepreneurs filled the phone, causing it to freeze.

Sweaty fingers can't unlock the fingerprint lock of the phone.In a fit of anger, he smashed the phone against the wall, causing the screen to shatter.

What went wrong? !

The group of deaf-mute orphans were well taken care of, and the only child who hadn't seen his sponsor for a long time jumped off the building and died.Who else can poke this matter out?

A girl in a white dress lying in a pool of blood couldn't help but shiver.

No, the person is already dead!Could it be... her ghost has returned!

"Jingle Bell--"

The landline rings.

Dean Chen didn't bother to wipe off the sweat in his hands, so he picked up the receiver.

"Old Chen, you promised it before. In just one day, the world has changed."

"President Li, listen to me!"

The other party didn't want to listen to him, so he interrupted directly: "We have discussed this matter, and we think it's better to rely on Dean Chen's public relations. If there is any accident, we will have our own way to get you out of the public eye after the matter fades away." Come out. So, Dean Chen, you are a smart person. You won't cut off your own way out, will you?"

"No, no. I'll start the PR plan right now!"

Beads of sweat from Dean Chen's forehead dripped onto the table.He understood the implication inside and outside the words of Mr. Li.

Can't pull out the radish to bring out the mud.

In the afternoon, the official Weibo of the Mercy Charity Institute, which was crazy about Aite, posted the first positive response since the search.

A simple statement.

"This charity has always been adhering to the concept of benevolent education and caring for all sentient beings, and does not want to be involved in this turmoil. However, people with ulterior motives have already had a serious impact on this charity through a fictional story.

The Charity Institute severely condemns this kind of behavior, and at the same time reminds all Internet users, self-media and news media to stop forwarding and disseminating the above-mentioned infringing information to prevent further spread, otherwise the Charity Institute will pursue legal responsibility. "

Netizens from all walks of life immediately came to Ruan Yang's Weibo and various official blogs.

"Yo, just a blank piece of paper? No official seal."

"Of course the beast doesn't think there is anything wrong with the behavior of the beast, because he is a beast!"

"Everyone, don't be so hostile! Calm down! What if the incident turns around?"

"Reverse? Quickly reverse! The annual drama!"

……

At the end of the day, the official blog of the Dongcheng Public Security Bureau issued a notice.

"In view of the fact that the president of the Mercy Charity Institute has been widely circulated on the Internet today, the leadership of the Municipal Public Security Bureau attaches great importance to it, and has sent people to the Mercy Institute to verify the situation. The verification of the follow-up incident will be released in time. At the same time, I also ask the public to control their emotions and openly supervise!"

Policemen in public security uniforms walked steadily into the Mercy Hospital in the afterglow of the setting sun.The orange afterglow sprinkled on the national emblem of the uniform, inlaid with a bright circle of light.

Dean Chen was by the window and saw teams of police officers visiting every corner of the charity home, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: I really admire a lawyer who specializes in defending the deaf.