Against the current Hengdao

At noon on weekends, the gate of "Ursi English Yucai School" is the time for parents to pick up and drop off their children to the cram school. A group of students in the morning go out, and a group of students in the afternoon are carrying stuffed buns, stuffed skin burgers and other things in their hands. A simple meal is pouring into the gate.After a moment of traffic jam, a large whirlpool formed by the flow of people appeared at the gate of the school.A group of parents who hoped for their children to go to the doctor urgently and those children who are exhausted every day are all involved in this big trap that wastes people and money.

The gate is full of all kinds of social vehicles. The four-wheeled ones do their part to block the main entrance, showing arrogance and arrogance. The other two-wheeled electric and pedal models are piled up in the back. In fact, they are all thrashing around in this big pit. , There is not much difference between high and low between anyone and anyone.

Next to the English school is a barren grassland. The forestry department of the city government is planning to do some greening here, covering this long and narrow wasteland with neat square stone slabs and arborvitae and ginkgo trees.This small area has been abandoned and barren for a long time, like a scar mosaic on the edge of the old and new urban areas, with piles of garbage and dog feces piled up.

Mao Zhixiu put on the anti-smog mask, frowning so much that his eyebrows were not eyebrows, and his nose was not a nose. Facing the scene of garbage and filth in front of him, he shouted: "Mr. Ling, it can't be here! You really want to go in and dig out the garbage Heap it!"

Can you dig the garbage pile and dig the grave to find the evidence of the past?Sister is determined not to plan for you!Mao Xiangu complained in her heart.

Ling He didn't even wear a mask, his brows were furrowed in confusion and anxiety, he pinched the list information they obtained with his fingertips, and his heavy thoughts were enough to keep the ecstasy around him out of his tightly functioning thinking consciousness.

Yan Xiaodao staggered over and looked ahead: "Supposedly this is the location, the 'Charity Hall' welfare home back then."

Ling He said depressedly: "But this orphanage has been demolished long ago, the original site of the house is gone, and it has been abandoned for many years."

Now that the construction is done and the greening is done, the traces of the old age are really gone.

The welfare home has long since disappeared. If there were a group of children living in it back then, it would be difficult to find whoever lived there.The official information kept by the civil affairs department is pitifully small, the surrounding shops frequently change hands, and the faces of the neighbors are indifferent and unfamiliar, and nothing can be found out.

The chief of the civil affairs office of the municipal government said to them: "The 'Charity Hall'? It was sealed up ten years ago, and you still want to look for it?"

Yan Xiaodao asked: "Why was it sealed up?"

Adhering to the standard civil servant attitude of "too lazy to respond to requests" when facing the masses, the section chief drooped his eyelids and cheeks, flipped through the documents on the table, and never raised his eyes: "There must be a reason for the seizure. Illegal things."

Ling He: "Why did you violate the rules? What did you do?"

The section chief was really impatient: "How it violates the regulations is a matter for our government to deal with, so don't ask!"

Ling He frowned, and when his eyes hung on the edge of his hair, his eyes were sullen, and he put his arms on the desk, and he was about to spray a mouthful on the face of the little section chief.

Yan Xiaodao was quick-sighted, quietly grabbed Ling He's waistband from behind, and pulled him back: Don't get angry, you're not the one who handles things so roughly in this place!

Mr. Ling, a foreign monk, has no experience in dealing with all kinds of bureaucracy and snobbery in the yamen. Do you think he can use it to deal with chicken thieves in the alleys of Rongzheng Street?Or is it the one used to deal with old scumbag Watanabe on the cruise ship?But this kind of thing is what our President Yan is good at. He has seen all kinds of faces a lot, and he can greet anyone.

Yan Xiaodao took out his pocket to touch the cigarette, his fingers were extremely quick, and he made a small movement directly in the inner pocket of his clothes, and then politely handed the cigarette box to the other party, and smiled cheerfully: "You smoke a cigarette, let's talk slowly."

The section chief kept silent and glanced out of the corner of his eyelids. There was only one cigarette in the cigarette case, stuffed with a roll of banknotes.

The section chief took the cigarette in his mouth and put away the cigarette case without any hassle. The coming and going of the two parties was seamless.In the office, the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, and the world was peaceful. The officials and the people talked smoothly in a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere. Mr. Yan lit cigarettes for each other with a smile.

The "Ci En Tang" Welfare Institute is an officially registered welfare facility. It receives government food and donations every year, and also accepts donations and donations from private companies from time to time.However, this hall was investigated and closed more than ten years ago because of human trafficking!

At first, Yan Xiaodao thought it was child abuse, but he never thought that the so-called head leader of the orphanage saw money, ate the heart of a leopard, secretly changed his conscience, and exchanged money with poor orphans. thing.

Of course, this kind of corruption and breaking the law is still concealed behind some legal transactions, and it is not too frenzied.After all, there are many people in this society who are trying their best to find a child, and the official adoption channels are strict and time-consuming and costly, so the black market channels that are secretly used in private, can only be approved by the head of welfare.

The name of the welfare director was Lei Zheng, who was also a well-known and powerful figure in the local area at that time. He had a flamboyant personality and was nicknamed "Lei Tiger".

This is how the money is earned, the child is sold quietly, and the profits are pocketed by individuals. As for who will end up with the child, who cares whether the fate of the child will be a blessing or a curse in the future?Good luck to you!

"Which children were sold? Did the police try to rescue them? Can you find the list of records from that year?" Yan Xiaodao asked hurriedly.

The section chief spread his hands on the table, shook his head indifferently with drooping eyelids, what does he care about?This time, money can't make up a plot.

Ling He asked sharply: "What about the scumbag dean who sold the child?"

The section chief issued an order to evict the guest with an impatient expression: "At that time, Lei might have been given a light punishment and paid a fine, but I don't know what happened afterwards!"

Mao Zhixiu, who had been standing at the back without saying a word, suddenly stepped forward and patted the young section chief's shoulder heavily before leaving, which made the other party startled and almost go crazy.Mao Xiangu raised her eyebrows, her eyes cut the fat face of the other party, and said with a sneer, "If you smoke too much stolen cigarettes, don't choke to death!"

Going out of the corridor and standing under the sunshine in the wilderness again, Mao Zhixiu threw the cigarette case full of RMB back to Mr. Yan.

Yan Xiaodao smiled handsomely, sincerely admired Miss Mao's sharp temper, and couldn't help stretching out his thumb: "Hands are very sharp, I'm not as good as you!"

Xiaodao, Linghe, and Zhixiu fell into collective silence for a moment, and they could understand each other's inner indignation and distress just by looking at each other.The three present today are precisely three orphans who have no father or mother.

Linghe's parents died early, and they all died before his eyes without his knowledge.He knew the facts, but he was powerless to save the tragic fate of his parents.

Mao Zhixiu was abandoned at birth and then sent to a foster family.Many of these so-called foster families receive government monthly payments and tax deduction certificates for the reason of fostering orphans. When Mao Zhixiu was a teenager, she used an ice pick to avenge her stepfather who repeatedly tried to misbehave her. She ran away from home and never returned. , met Ling Gongzi.

And Yan Xiaodao doesn't even know who his real parents are, he doesn't know his true background at all, and he doesn't want to delve into it.A majestic seven-foot man stands between the sky and the earth, where he can't settle down.

Mao Zhixiu complained unhappily: "If Chen Jiu's son had really been sold, there would be nowhere for us to find it! Maybe he didn't survive that year, and he would have starved to death long ago! Besides, that child would Do you know who the murderer was?"

Ling He said softly: "If this is the case, we can only rely on Captain Xue to research the murderer with the pile of rotting bones."

Yan Xiaodao was holding back the inside story, and it was really not an easy task to figure out who the murderer was with a mass of rotten bones in his arms. I don't know if Xue Yacha can open up this time.

Several people walked along the sidewalk and walked past the wasteland of the old site again, passing by the entrance of the English school.A car drove out from the school gate and passed by them. The parent with the child bowed to the driver through the window and said hello: "Principal Lu, get out!"

The driver was a middle-aged man about 45 years old, smiling and waving his hands, showing a leadership demeanor.

The car was temporarily blocked by a few three-wheeled motorcycles in front, Yan Xiaodao was slightly inconvenient with crutches, but he still swayed forward, put one hand on the edge of the car window, and nodded politely: "You are the principal of this English school? "

The middle-aged man in the car was wearing a suit, handsome and calm: "Ah, um, I am."

Yan Xiaodao hurriedly asked: "You have been teaching and running a school here for a long time, right? Do you know the place next door to your school?"

"Next door?" The middle-aged man's eyes didn't fluctuate much, and he smiled perfunctorily, "I don't know, isn't the next door just a piece of wasteland!"

Mao Zhixiu's voice was crisp and clear, as if he was chewing a pear, and raised his voice: "Principal, have you ever heard of the 'Charity Hall' orphanage next door? Do you know who they were before?"

The eyeballs under the eyelids of the middle-aged man shrank obviously, and the bottom of his eyes was like a puddle of brown wine that was caught off guard. It flickered for a moment in the transparent wine glass, but quickly returned to normal with experience: "Haha, really I don't know, I've never heard of it..."

The hairy girl helped move the motorcycle that was in the way, and the middle-aged man was about to step on the accelerator and leave quickly, when a big wet mop waving its head full of cloth strips, stabbed straight in front of the car On the windshield, a woman's fierce yelling and cursing filled the eardrums: "Lu Qingyang, you still hide! Lu, you run a liar school to make unintentional black money! You lose money, lose money, lose money!..."

A group of seven or eight troublemakers seemed to suddenly appear from the cracks in the crowd. Except for those people who didn't pull up banners, the others were all ready, and they all greeted Principal Lu's car like pots and pans. There was a commotion.

Shocked, Miss Mao quickly supported Yan Xiaodao and jumped out of the range of the big mop.

Ling He was not as agile as Mao Zhixiu jumping up and down, and the two hands that wanted to go forward to support him unexpectedly fell through the air.He watched the knife being wrapped into Zhixiu's arms.Although I know that Miss Mao has no other intentions, it is purely kind and kind, but I am not happy when I see a knife touching someone else's flesh...

The gate of the school was already crowded with people, and the crowd dispersed around Principal Lu's car with a "buzz", lest they would be affected, they avoided a distance of several feet, but they did not go far. The large circle on the outer three floors surrounded the car and made it impossible to leave.This is a typical Celestial Dynasty-style spectator on the street. Everyone shows curiosity and excitement but silently savors the ecstasy of this spectator.

Making trouble at the school gate can be called "school trouble".Several school rioters grabbed Principal Lu's car window and poured a large bottle of blue ink into it!Lu Qingyang had no power to resist and fight back, his originally handsome face was immediately covered by a layer of indigo water film, like a blue mask of Dou Erdun.

The appearance and demeanor of the middle-aged man and the mask he relied on for survival were torn apart and collapsed in an instant, and Lu Qingyang's inner face changed drastically.

The school rioters complained to the parents of the students one by one about the fraud school.

Lu Qingyang, you cheating, cheating, big bastard who only cares about money!

Put on the disguise of a fake educator and get a crappy cram school and study abroad package. You can't speak a word of English, and you're all deceiving!

I cheated the parents of 10,000+ yuan, bragging so much that I can get one-click direct access to our children to study in Australia, and fooled with a bunch of English materials that I can't understand, and finally got it in Mauritius!Our children are going to Australia, are you fucking cheating 10,000+ to send us to Mauritius to watch monkeys? ! ...you give us your money back! !

Xiaodao, Zhixiu and Linghe were crowded together in the front row of the spectators, tacitly maintaining the posture of crossing their arms and breasts together, looking dumbfounded...

The excitement was finally dispersed by the security guards and the police who arrived, and Principal Lu who was trapped in the siege was rescued.Lu Qingyang was extremely embarrassed at that time. He was going to go out on a date, but now his face was covered with dirty mop water and blue ink. , a somewhat irritable and ferocious look faintly appeared on the skin.

A white cloth handkerchief was handed in from the car window, Lu Qingyang grabbed the handkerchief angrily, and wiped his face in a sweeping manner.

The person handing the handkerchief leaned close to the car window, and looked at him with meticulous eyes: "Principal Lu, you really don't know that there is an orphanage next door to your school?"

"Where is the orphanage? It has been demolished a long time ago!" Lu Qingyang raised his eyes to look at the handsome face with long hair, and turned his gaze away.

"It was demolished, it was demolished more than ten years ago." Ling He smiled, "There is a gold-lettered signboard for the 12th anniversary of your school, and Principal Lu has quite a long experience?"

Lu Qingyang's muscles above his decree lines trembled slightly: "I've told you that I don't know! Are you a policeman? Why do you ask me?"

"Do you know Lei Zheng?" Ling He suddenly stared at the flickering light in the opponent's eyes, "Or are you Lei Zheng?!"

"Who is Lei Zheng is so fucking incomprehensible!" Lu Qingyang became furious, and cursed at Ling He viciously, "I'm a man, can't you see that I am Lei Zheng?!"

Lu Qing raised his mouth without hesitation, started the car quickly, and drove the car away with all his might.

This educator does not have the temperament and demeanor of teaching and educating people in the slightest. The appearance of the dignified appearance is wrapped in the essence of a rough villager. He is called the principal in vain. It seems that he is also a fake who has become a monk. Misappropriating money with the business of studying abroad.

Mao Zhixiu was inexplicably thinking about Lu's words before he left: "How can it be impossible for him to be a man? Isn't Lei Zheng a man?"

Ling He and Xiao Dao Tou met to read the information on the list. The corner of Ling He's mouth drew an arc full of humor, and he raised his eyes to meet Yan Xiaodao knowingly: "Follow Lu Qingyang's car."

Mao Xiangu's long hands and feet have the most agile mobility of primates, but her eyes are average, and she can speak fluent Mandarin is very good, but she can't count on reading and writing, and she didn't read the labels clearly.

A person's name is sometimes just a confusing label, and a mighty and masculine man may not necessarily stand behind a mighty and masculine name.Ling He smiled and said: "Principal Lu is lying, he knows that Lei Zheng Lei Tiger is a tigress."

Lu Qingyang was driving fast on the road with his indigo-colored soup on his back.After the traces of ink dried and condensed, these lines outlined a more clear and real face on his skin.

Hmph, the corner of Lu Qingyang's mouth twitched with contempt, I know what you want to inquire about!A bunch of old and trivial things, what to check?Isn't it just to find a home for a few children in private, isn't it just to make some money from it? They were originally a group of orphans who had no parents and no mothers, and there was no father to feed them. It's the starvation on the roadside, reduced to dog food!They also have to thank Lao Tzu for his good deeds in this life. As for what kind of people you sell to and whether your life is good or not, it all depends on your own luck in front of the Tathagata Guanyin.

It’s not that there are still children sold to the United States to buy children. You can go abroad without taking the exam. Flowers are placed on your ancestral grave!

Don't come to find me bad luck if you have a bad life in the future!

In this world, there are plenty of opportunities to make money. It depends on whether you are brave or not, and whether you dare to make money.

So what if the orphanage was closed down?Lao Tzu's family turned over in less than three years, and they are still the most powerful heroes in ten miles and eight villages!

This principal Lu was probably considered a handsome man when he was young, with some social charm of long-sleeved and good at dancing. He made money by his deceptive looks and deceitful mouth. He is still an attractive middle-aged man in his 40s.However, at this moment, a pair of slender blue fangs appeared from the corner of the drooping mouth on the light blue face, revealing a fierce look...

Hmph, I know who you all want to inquire about. The fucking police have come several times in the past few months, all kinds of interrogation, are you annoying?

One just came yesterday, and was coaxed by me to play Tai Chi and go to the northwest of the city to find an orphanage. Let that note wander around the city to kill time!

Principal Lu rushed home quickly, washed off the mess, put on a suit again, and used hairspray to make his hair shiny and sleek.Dressing up like an elite person in the industry is a date.

A middle-aged man is well-off, rich and powerful, and his wallet is bulging, so he can’t help keeping warm and thinking about lust. If he is not flirtatious at this time, can he still do it when he is in his [-]s and [-]s?You can't lose a lifetime!Lu Qingyang picked up his old lover who was taking care of outside, and drove to a remote place in the park.He was holding the steering wheel with one hand along the way, while the other hand was stroking the waistband of his trousers contentedly, smacking at the vigor and vigor of these years. In this Sanjiang land, no matter what business I do, I always go for a ride!

The sun was shining brightly at noon, and there was no one in the corner of the park. A pair of middle-aged wild mandarin ducks were roaming about in the car with their pants unbuttoned.

In a hidden place not far behind Principal Lu's car, the following trio were all huddled in the car, drawing lots to decide who would get in.

Mao Xiangu, who was driving the car, shrugged her shoulders, and said sharply and bluntly: "You two gentlemen, don't make things difficult for the girl, you two give me a fist!"

Ling He took the lead and pointed at Yan Xiaodao with a strong hand: "Boss Yan, you go."

Yan Xiaodao stared seriously: "Didn't it be your idea to track and capture the bag? Boss Ling, please!"

Ling He said with a straight face: "I don't want to watch that, Mr. Yan, you have the most experience."

Yan Xiaodao snorted coldly: "I have experience in doing it, but I have no experience in peeping and catching rape."

Mao Zhixiu was so annoyed that he patted the steering wheel, and almost accidentally slammed the horn. He quickly withdrew his hand and complained, "You two are so smeared? What if that beast in clothes named Lu is impotent and premature ejaculation? You can tell me Mr. Ling if you finish ejaculating in 3 minutes." There is no evidence to threaten him!"

"..."

The girl's speech was so open-minded that the two men in the back seat of the car fell silent.

Seeing that the two were silent, Mao Zhixiu made persistent efforts, turned around and pretended to suddenly wake up: "Oh, boss, I forgot, you haven't dated a boyfriend yet, you are still a pure boy! You still look like I just met you back then." It hasn't changed exactly the same, I'm afraid you don't understand what premature ejaculation is!"

Ling He replied: "Brother Xiu, you understand, have you ever had a boyfriend?"

Mao Zhixiu snapped her fingers with her slender hand, and said without hesitation: "My sister learned it from watching Hollywood movies!"

Yan Xiaodao half clenched his fist and covered half of his face, holding back his smile, living under the various adjustments made by Miss Mao is so enjoyable.

Ling He didn't know which pain point he was touched, and cursed in a low voice: "Dirty."

Our Boss Ling finished cursing these two words, didn't scribble any more, picked up the phone and opened the car door and passed by!

Yan Xiaodao and the others have a very good surveillance angle, but his eyes have long stopped monitoring Lu's movements, and his entire vision covers Linghe.Ling He was taking a quick candid shot through the window, but his face turned away in disgust. He seemed to really be jealous of the messy things of the people in the car and the field, and he was very reluctant to see those two half-naked unclean bodies with the vulgarity of an old man pushing a cart. The gestures vent the primitive impulse suppressed by the civilized people under the hypocrisy.Ling He must feel very sick...

However, Mr. Ling has always been unscrupulous in his work, seeking the most convenient and easy way to achieve his goal, and he doesn't mind using such unscrupulous means.

Ling He happened to be not in front of him, this opportunity is rare, Mao Zhixiu lit a long and thin cigarette, looked at Yan Xiaodao through the rearview mirror: "Mr. Yan, you can also see that my boss is a bit strange.

"He has that kind of psychological barrier, and some physical barriers. Isn't it a waste of money for such a beautiful person? It's a pity. I advised him to see a male specialist or a psychologist, but he refused. Once a group of us were in Watching pornographic movies in the villa, that is, the kind of pornographic movies made in Europe, he can't be hard."

Yan Xiaodao suddenly heard this kind of privacy about Ling He, and he didn't know what to ask and from which angle to ask... He had mixed feelings in his heart, and stared at the eyes of the hairy girl in the rearview mirror.

Mao Zhixiu lightly exhaled a string of smoke rings with melancholy gray-white literary tones: "You know what he has experienced before."

"What?" Yan Xiaodao blurted out.These days, he seems to be indifferent on the surface, and the past relationship will not look back, but in fact he cares about everything about Ling He!

"I have known Mr. Ling for many years, and I know everything about his accidents, so I am willing to help him." Mao Zhixiu said calmly, "Mr. Yan, you can ask him yourself. If one day he tells you frankly Honestly, that's what he 'willed' to do."

Mao Zhixiu stopped pointing, then shut up without saying a useful word, and kept smoking her cigarette.

This move really succeeded in poking Yan Xiaodao's weakness, it was like scratching his heart and liver to catch his soul.

For many days afterwards, Mao Zhixiu's words made him ponder over and over again in his mind.Precisely because he had heard some gossip and clues that made Linghe's name tainted with dirt, he couldn't ask the right lord, and in the end he still cared about this person.

Ling He only filmed for over a minute, which was enough for extortion.

A passionate scene coincides with the climax of the performance. Two dedicated actors on the porn set are in the midst of a fierce battle. Suddenly they hear the sound of finger tapping on the car window. The mocking Mr. Ling...

Lu Qingyang was frightened by this, he really ejaculated prematurely this time, and immediately softened, never before was he so humiliated and humiliated in front of his lover.

Ling He glanced into the window with disgust, the mistress surnamed Lu was not young, and the half-old mistress covered her breasts with her clothes in a panic, her white flesh was trembling in disorder, maybe it was another family who came out to steal the fish to satisfy her greed A woman who is like a wolf like a tiger.

"What are you shooting for?!" Lu Qingyang's shirt and trousers were still in a mess, the buttons were all up and down, and his hair was glued together with hairspray and sweat. He panted angrily, "What on earth do you want? Don't you just want to Inquire about the 'Charity Church'!"

Ling He was straightforward: "You know Lei Zheng, who is she?"

Lu Qingyang glared at him, but before he could reply, his mistresses recruited all of them for him: "Isn't it the thunder tiger in your family? Hmph, he even said he was going to hack me to death with a kitchen knife!"

Lu Qingyang was suddenly discouraged and had nothing to say.

"It turns out that's the case." Ling He raised his eyebrows and realized, "It turns out that Principal Lu, you opened a black shop for husband and wife, and you have been in the business of human traffickers for most of your life! It's just that you and your wife used to open orphanages to resell orphans. Now Is it to open an English school to resell students to third-rate and fourth-rate countries?"

"The orphanage sells orphans?" His mistress was also surprised, "Lu Qingyang, I thought you were a coward who only dared to sell fake certificates and kidneys, but you even sold children? You, aren't you committing a crime?"

Ling He was too lazy to waste his tongue, shook his phone, and stabbed Principal Lu's heart with an invisible knife: "Send it to your tigress, or to your second wife's male tiger? Or send them double copies for their appreciation?

"If this was in ancient times, you two would be immersed in a pig cage, so you should recruit."

"..."

Lu Qingyang put on his suit, stroked his hair in a mocking manner, and said, "Don't you just want to find out about that son named Chen? I didn't sell him, so he's none of my business?!

Yan Xiaodao was already standing behind Ling He on crutches, and asked the question he was most concerned about: "Where is Chen Jiu's son now, and what is his name?"

Lu Qingyang snorted disdainfully: "Chen Jiu is a murderer, what good things can a murderer raise?

"His son is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He was a difficult thorn in the two years at the 'Charity Church'. He wanted to sell him for a long time but couldn't find a buyer. Who would be willing to buy him with such an unpleasant temperament? boy!

"Then he ran away, eating my clothes and wearing my clothes without even thinking of any kindness, so he just ran away. The wolf-hearted thing didn't make me a penny!

"After more than ten years, I met him on the street by chance. That boy has a very distinctive appearance and a stern face. I can still recognize him at a glance after so many years." Lu Qingyang suddenly smiled wretchedly when he said this. Very unkind, "I didn't expect that he would dare to live nearby, and even went to university. He was really afraid of meeting old acquaintances who knew his details, so he changed his name on purpose."

"His name used to be Chen Peng. He was an ordinary person with the initials of grass. He was a lowly man with a life like nothing. This name suits him best! He didn't like it himself, and he despised the name as unlucky. Later, he quietly changed it. It's a pity how to change it again." He can’t change his humble background and his family that was cast aside by others! He changed it to the word “king” next to it, and he still fucking thinks about becoming the son and grandson of a nobleman, hehe, daydreaming!”

Ling He threatened straightforwardly: "Principal Lu, please give us all the previous information about Chen Peng in exchange for this video in my hands. Otherwise, tomorrow morning, everyone in the city will be opposite Ursi School." Enjoy the live broadcast of this wonderful short film on the big screen in the square."