Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

After being discharged from the hospital, the victim of the car accident wants to meet the driver who refused to pay compensation or apologize. This kind of thing is very common in Sanqiaoxia Prison.

Not long after filling out the interview application form, the prison guard notified Zhou Heng to enter the guest room.

On the other side of the tempered glass, sat a middle-aged man wearing a prison uniform with a calm expression.

The truck driver, Zhang Meng.

"Sit down and talk about what you have to say, and try not to quarrel."

After speaking, the prison guard stepped aside.

Zhou Heng picked up the microphone and said to Zhang Meng on the opposite side of the glass: "Seeing that I came to visit you, do you have any thoughts?"

"Humph!"

Zhang Meng turned his face away, his attitude was very unfriendly.

He wanted to anger Zhou Heng and end this unexpected meeting as soon as possible.

Zhou Heng said unhurriedly, "I heard that you were sentenced to ten years in prison?"

"The verdict is published on the official website of the court. You won't be lying in the hospital for three years and you can't even surf the Internet!"

"I just want to know why you would rather go to jail than take the initiative to pay money in exchange for the forgiveness of the victim's family and reduce the sentence?"

"Why don't you understand this! I've always asked for money! My life!"

Zhang Meng was a little agitated, and his hand holding the microphone trembled slightly.

Zhou Heng: "Since you are a money-loving person, why did you deliberately pick up Erguotou and take a sip before driving the truck to pass the traffic light? As far as I know, you have always been a model employee of the transportation company you belong to, and you never drink while driving. "

"——The labor and management were in a bad mood that day! I just wanted to drink while driving through the traffic lights! What are you? You are so wide!"

Zhang Meng's eyes almost popped out of Zhou Heng's words.

"Then do you regret it? After ten years in prison for a bottle of Erguotou, you may not be able to find a decent job in your life after you get out?"

"none of your business!"

Zhang Meng's mood became more and more irritable. He clenched his right hand into a fist and stared at Zhou Heng with wide eyes—if there was no tempered glass between the two of them, he would have punched Zhou Heng in the face without hesitation. superior.

Zhou Heng saw Zhang Meng's reaction so fiercely, the smile on his lips became more gentle and bright: "I heard that your parents passed away long ago, and you are not married?"

"So you wanted to take revenge on my family, but you found out that I have no father, no mother, no wife and no children, so you became angry and came to the prison to find fault?!"

Zhang Meng twitched his lips into a grin, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

Zhou Heng shook his head and said, "I only said that you are not married, I didn't say that you are a widow with no wife and no children."

"...What do you mean by that!"

Zhang Meng turned pale with shock.

Zhou Heng stretched out his hand, took the document bag from Hu Tiancong, opened it, took out the A4 paper, and read aloud slowly: "Zhang Meng, male, unmarried, 43 years old, has a son, now 15 years old, under the name of Chen Jin, a fellow villager. Chen Jin still does not know that the only son born to his wife has no blood relationship with him..."

"...Shut up! Don't read! Don't read!"

Zhang Meng crazily hammered the tempered glass in front of him, his eyes were red and his face was full of anger.

Zhou Heng paused his reading and looked at Zhang Meng: "Do you know you are afraid?"

"...I...what am I to be afraid of! This is a society ruled by law! How dare you kill someone!"

"I really can't kill people, but I can help your son identify his ancestors and let Chen Jin know how his wife and uncle got together the down payment for buying a house."

Zhou Heng smiled softly.

Zhang Meng, who was on the other side of the tempered glass, got goosebumps all over the floor in fright: "...why did you do this to me!"

"Because you made me a vegetable for three years and almost killed my parents indirectly."

After speaking, Zhou Heng stood up and prepared to leave.

"Don't go!"

Zhang Meng called Zhou Heng to stop.

Zhou Heng stopped, turned his head, and asked Zhang Meng: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"If I said that I used other people's money to do accidents for others, I accidentally drove into you, would you let my woman and my son go?"

Zhang Meng looked at Zhou Heng eagerly.

Zhou Heng smiled slightly and said, "I am a law-abiding citizen, if you have anything to tell the police."

"What I want is your promise! Please! Let go of my son! And my woman!"

"Okay, I'll give you a week. After a week, if you still haven't reported it to the police, I'll—"

Zhou Heng smiled and drifted away.

Hu Tiancong followed closely behind.

Zhang Meng stood behind the tempered glass wall in a trance, and didn't wake up until the opposite door was completely closed, shouting: "I want to report! I want to make meritorious service! Quick! Quick! Take me to see the warden!"

……

After getting out of Sanqiao Prison and getting into the car, Hu Tiancong was still in a daze: "Brother Zhou, wasn't the car accident back then an accident?"

"An old driver who has never drunk and driven suddenly detoured a deserted road that was not included in the navigation system and maliciously drunk and drove into a passerby who was standing on the side of the road waiting for the red light to pass. You think it is an accident. ?"

"—Who made him do this!"

"Who knows," Zhou Heng said, "If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. What's more, I was the only one in Qili.com back then, and I already had enemies all over the world within Qili.com."

"But I remember Brother Zhou, you were very popular in Qili.com! After your accident, everyone who knew you went to the hospital to see you!"

"They are all social people, who would show hatred on their faces?"

After speaking, Zhou Heng leaned on the back of the car and closed his eyes to rest.

Hu Tiancong was afraid of disturbing his sleep, so he drove carefully all the way until he was sent home safely.

……

……

As soon as Feng Ling opened his eyes, he knew something was wrong!

It's worn on that bastard's little milk cat again!

In the faint morning light, Feng Ling looked at the familiar and disgusting little dinosaur cat nest under the bed, and then at the young man who was sleeping soundly on the bed. ".

Gollum.

The cat's stomach makes noises.

Feng Ling, who originally planned to "sleep" immediately after leaving a scratch on Zhou Heng's face, had no choice but to bite the bullet and jump out of bed, and quietly walked through the gap in the door to the bathroom.

There is a cat litter box in the bathroom.

It's a pity that Feng Ling is not a real cat.

Without even looking at the cat litter box in the shape of a pink candy house, Feng Lingmao went straight to the toilet and found that compared to the size of a small milk cat, the toilet was too high and too big, and he could barely reach the toilet by standing upright and straightening his forelegs Covering the edge, this is also because the puppet is a large-scale pet cat, and the five- to six-month-old kitten is already quite impressive.

This trouble must be resolved as soon as possible!

Feng Lingmao made up his mind again.

After finally jumping onto the toilet, Feng Lingmao almost slipped and fell into the toilet because the fur on the soles of the puppet cat's feet was too thick before Feng Lingmao got into a proper posture.

Although Zhou's smart toilet is clean and odorless, if you really want to fall into it——

It's disgusting to think about!

Feng Lingmao frowned and shook his head. After going to the toilet, he carefully stood up and pressed the flush button, thinking: Zhou Heng is such a stingy guy, he is reluctant to install a temperature-sensing smart flushing program in the toilet!

slam-la-

After exhausting all his efforts, Feng Lingmao finally succeeded in destroying the "criminal evidence", jumped off the toilet, looked at the half-open bathroom and then at the 1.2-meter-high sink, gritted his teeth, and jumped onto the sink.

Feng Ling's cat is a decent cat, and it can't do the dirty thing of not washing its paws and butt after going to the toilet.

Even if—

The marble vanity is a bit slippery.

Carefully climbing up to the sink, Feng Lingmao stretched out his paws to turn on the faucet, made sure that the water temperature was a comfortable [-] degrees, and was ready to take the water to wash his butt——

squeak--

The bathroom door opens.

Zhou Heng walked into the bathroom and saw his little mentally handicapped lying on the sink playing with water.

Zhou Heng was speechless. He picked up the little mentally handicapped man whose paws were completely wet, and poked his nose lightly: "The water that comes out of the tap is not clean water. Drinking it will cause diarrhea."

"Meow meow meow (who the fuck would drink water from the tap)!"

Feng Lingmao was so angry that he slapped Zhou Heng on the face.

Zhou Heng had no choice but to pull off the pet towel and wipe his face and paws for the little mentally retarded. When he wiped his stomach, he found that his little milk cat was like a cotton swab. There seemed to be something stuck on the soft and white butt hair. Lenovo smelled it when he opened the door and entered the bathroom. stench—

"Little mentally handicapped, why don't you hum in the litter box?"

"Meow~meow~ (shut up!)"

Feng Lingmao was so angry that he wanted to slap Zhou Heng again.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhou Heng held down the grumpy kitten, ready to use scissors to cut off the shi-stained butt hair.

"Meow? Meow! Meow meow!"

Seeing the scissors, Feng Lingmao was instantly ashamed and annoyed. He threw his head back and fainted out of anger.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the bedroom, and he became the Feng Ling whom everyone looked up to again.

He sat up, shook his silk pajamas, and said to himself: "...this matter can't be left alone!"

……

……

After serving in the litter box early in the morning, Zhou Heng refused to solve the cat's birth problems in the litter box. Zhou Heng hugged the milk cat while running in the morning while listening to audio books and reading cat knowledge aloud. , kissed Fen’s nose, and said, “Papa is going to earn money for milk powder for the mentally retarded.”

"Meow meow~"

The little mentally handicapped stuck out his tongue and licked Zhou Heng's face.

Zhou Heng was moved by the warmth of the little mentally retarded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

At this time, Hu Tiancong called: "Brother Zhou, I have big news for you! My former colleague at Qili.com just posted a circle of friends, saying that a police car stopped downstairs at the company headquarters early in the morning!"

"This guy Zhang Meng is really active."

Zhou Heng smiled faintly, took a piece of bread and put it into the toaster.

"...Brother Zhou means... you knew from the very beginning that it was someone from Qili.com who paid Zhang Meng to hit you with a car!"

Hu Tiancong turned pale with shock.

Zhou Heng: "You're not hopelessly stupid."

"me……"

Hu Tiancong took a deep breath and said, "Brother Zhou, although I have been studying online at Qili for many years, I never thought of harming you, let alone doing anything to harm you!"

"I know, so I'll take you to Mengguo Live."

Zhou Heng smiled and reminded Hu Tiancong: "You are now an employee of Mengguo Live and belong to my team. If someone from Qili.com asks you for information, you know what you can say and what you can't say."

"Understood! I listen to Brother Zhou!"

Hu Tiancong nodded again and again.

Zhou Heng hung up the phone, took out the toasted bread, and reported to the crew of "Huajin Chenxiang" after eating.