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When the plainclothes criminals arrived on the top floor of Xuri Mall, it was still snowing heavily. Song Ling stood holding an umbrella while Song Jinyi lay on the ground, letting the snowflakes fall on him.

Song Ling said indifferently: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that Zhou Yunqian surrendered himself in prison. He is your confidant, right?"

Song Jinyi remained motionless like a dead body.

Song Ling mocked: "This world is good, only you, always sad."

Song Jinyi is a well-known figure in Qingling City. In order not to attract too much public attention, the arrest process was quite covert.

But all the directors of Baomu Group were arrested at once. There was too much movement, and the media's sense of smell was too keen. They didn't know where they got the news, and they went to various offices of Baomu to wait.

The criminal police downstairs called, "Captain, a lot of media is here."

"Is there also an underground parking lot?"

"Have."

The captain of the criminal police hung up the phone and pointed at Song Jinyi, "Take him down first, from the ground."

"Didn't you say..." Afraid of causing excessive public attention.

"implement."

"Yes."

Although Song Jinyi's arrest process would arouse public opinion, the superior directly issued an order to arrest Song Ling in a low-key manner, and he must not make any mistakes. After the process was completed, they were asked to transfer him there immediately.

The captain of the criminal police knows that this person is a sharp sword that cuts iron like mud. If he uses it well, the field of network information security can go up several steps.

The police took Song Jinyi down first, and when they reached the first floor, the media flocked to him.

He held out his camera phone and voice recorder towards him.

Song Jinyi's body trembled unconsciously when he saw that the media, who had always treated him with a pleasant face, was now full of righteous indignation and aggressive.

"Mr. Song Jinyi, aren't you going to explain the poisonous seafood and radiation jewelry?"

"What other immoral things did Baomu Group do that endangered people's lives?"

"Are you living with the mentality of dying with everyone?"

……

Song Jinyi looked back at the building of Rising Sun Shopping Mall. The wind and snow were raging just now, but now it has stopped. The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and it seems that it will soon clear up.

A person pressed the back of his neck and pushed him into the police car, "Don't look, go in."

Song Jinyi led away most of the media, and the others brought Song Ling to the underground parking lot.

At this time, Jiao Zuo and Zhou Qingluo were waiting in the car in the parking lot.

Seeing Song Ling coming out, Zhou Qingluo got out of the car.

Hearing the movement, Song also looked over.

The four eyes meet each other, the eyes are entangled, inseparable, and lovesickness is all the way.

In the early morning of the weekend, the Rising Sun Mall was still open, and the parking lot was empty. Song Ling folded his hands in front of him, covered by a black windbreaker, and there were two people standing on the left and right, with their hands on his shoulders.

Zhou Qingluo took a step forward unconsciously, and Song Ling shook his head slightly.

They didn't stop, they pushed Song Ling straight forward, and there were two police cars parked not far away.

Song Ling turned his head to look at him, and the people around him scolded him seriously: "Don't look, just walk properly."

Song Ling smiled at him, turned his head and walked forward.

Zhou Qingluo took two steps forward lightly, staring closely at his back, gritted his teeth and endured the soreness.

He really wanted to rush over and run away with Song Ling, but he couldn't.

Song Ling said that he didn't know how to be afraid before, he did whatever he wanted, and if he made a mistake, he would be punished.

In this way, he is qualified to stand by his side innocently.

"Little Man."

Song Ling turned around.

"Wait for you."

"OK, wait for me."

Overnight, the Baomu Group fell apart. At the same time, the police stationed in Song Xuelian's ward.

The wave of public opinion is getting higher and higher.

Zhou Qingluo posted Song Ling's recovery certificate on the Internet, accompanied by an emoji of the sun.

After that, Zhou Qingluo didn't go online again, ignoring all the disturbances.

The strange thing is that the discussion about Song Ling seems to have touched a red line, and every post is deleted.

Over time, Song Ling became unspeakable. Later, Baomu Group remained popular, but Song Ling gradually faded out of the Internet's sight.

Zhou Qingluo Wuxia took this into consideration and went to Zhao Dayu's company to help Song Ling complete the resignation procedures.

Seeing Zhou Qingluo approaching, Zhao Dayu, Lou Yang and Cui Zi all asked with concern: "How is Song Ling?"

Zhou Qingluo: "He's fine, don't worry."

Zhao Dayu: "That's good, tell him for me that the program of "Breaking the Devil" is perfectly written, Party A's father is very satisfied, and I will give him the bonus as usual."

Zhou Qingluo was surprised: "Song Ling wrote the program of "Breaking the Devil"?"

"Yeah, he seems to have a premonition. He worked very hard some time ago and wrote the program long in advance."

Zhou Qingluo was stunned for a while, then smiled softly.

It turned out that "Breaking the Demon" was the work of him and Song Ling.

It turns out that they have been in close contact during the period of time apart.

Zhao Dayu: "In the future, our company will specialize in network information security. If he wants to come to work, he is welcome at any time."

"okay."

After Zhao Dayu explained, he didn't know what to say, and after a long silence, he said: "We all know that he is a good person, don't make him think too much."

Liang Qiu: "Yes, we all support him."

Zhou Qingluo smiled: "Okay, I'll tell him everything."

Lou Yang: "By the way, after Zhao Cheng and Li Lu found out that the owner of the coffee shop is Mr. Song, they especially thanked him for his help and wanted to invite him to be a witness. Now they plan to postpone their wedding and wait for Mr. Song."

Zhou Qingluo really wanted Song Ling to be here too, to let him know that he deserves everyone's love.

Unknowingly, three months have passed, and the design work of "Breaking the Devil" has also entered the final stage, and Zhou Qingluo's work has also been successfully completed.

On the day Zhou Qingluo resigned, Lin Qi gave Zhou Qingluo a large bonus. Su Mingkuan invited him to his home for dinner, and Dean Ma of the Shancheng Welfare Institute cooked the food himself.

Zhou Qingluo was also polite, bought some fruit and went.

Hearing that Zhou Qingluo was about to resign, Zhang Chao also came.

Dean Ma cooked a large table of dishes and greeted him warmly.

"Qing Luo, eat whatever you want, don't be restrained."

"Thank you, Dean."

"Don't be so extravagant, just call me sister. The children in the orphanage like the paintings very much, and the superiors also praised us for our care for the children. I thank you if I want to thank you."

Zhang Chao was very reluctant to part with Zhou Qingluo, and hugged his arm to keep him, "Teacher Sange, you should stay in the mountain city. The mountain city is like spring all the year round, and it is suitable for a good person like you to live in."

There was a lot of fun at the dinner table, they tacitly didn't mention Song Ling, and didn't mention those things on the Internet.

Lin Qi asked, "Do you really want to resign?"

Zhou Qingluo was very frank: "Yes, I originally wanted to open a painting studio by myself."

Su Mingkuan said with a smile: "You boy, so you came here to steal experience."

Dean Ma: "Qing Luo, if you need any help in the future, just ask, whether it's business or management, Lao Su can't do anything else, and the experience of opening a studio is okay."

Su Mingkuan: "Su must know everything."

Zhou Qingluo was very grateful: "Thank you Brother Kuan."

"I will often come to the mountain city in the future, and the mountain city will be your second hometown in the future."

Everyone raised their glasses: "I wish Qing Luo all the best from now on."

When Zhou Qingluo returned to Qingling, Cui Zi helped him find a shop that was very suitable for opening a painting studio. It was not remote but not too noisy. It was just beside Yangliu Lake. The first floor was suitable for reception, and the second floor was suitable for creation.

While Zhou Qingluo was busy with shop decoration, he was also busy with house decoration.

Song Ling said, let himself decorate their future house, Zhou Qingluo did not hire a designer, but designed it himself.

Jiao Zuo helped him find a decoration company to cooperate with him.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Song Ling's potted sunflowers also grew up. Zhou Qingluo built a sun room in the courtyard of the villa, where he planted sunflowers.

There are many books on cultivating sunflowers in Song Ling's room. When Zhou Qingluo is free, he also studies them seriously.

Day after day, Sunflower grew well under his care, and Song Ling finally got news.

Zhou Qingluo was busy in the studio when Song Ling's lawyer found him.

The lawyer's surname is Zhang, and Song Ling had already found him before he decided to turn himself in and confess.

Lawyer Zhang: "Mr. Zhou, let's have lunch together."

Zhou Qingluo took off his overalls, cleaned up, and came to a restaurant with Lawyer Zhang.

As soon as Lawyer Zhang sat down, he ordered two cups of ice cream with the waiter, and said to Zhou Qingluo with a smile, "Mr. Song has tasted all the ice cream shops in the city, and he said that this restaurant has the best ice cream, so he specifically asked me to bring you here for dinner." .”

Zhou Qingluo: "Thank you."

Lawyer Zhang handed him a stack of documents, "After verification, all of Mr. Song's property is legal proceeds. These are transfer agreements, and the transferee is you. Please sign as soon as possible so that I can handle it for you."

Zhou Qingluo: "I won't sign."

Lawyer Zhang shyly relayed Song Ling's words: "Mr. Song said, if you don't sign, then he won't tell you how long it will take for him to come out."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

"Mr. Song illegally attacked the food delivery website once, but he did not make any profit, nor did he cause information leakage on the food delivery website. He attacked Baomu Group's internal network 30 times, but did not make any profit. Instead, he provided a lot of criminal evidence of the Baomu Group. Illegally monitored Mr. Song Jinyi's mobile phone once, but saved the lives and property of thousands of people, illegally attacked foreign websites once, did not make any profit, and did not cause any losses. Instead, it deterred enemy forces in other countries, and attacked the street monitoring system 1 times. Consider sentencing, sentence..."

Lawyer Zhang paused tactically.

Zhou Qingluo stretched his neck, "How much?"

Attorney Zhang raised his chin and pointed at the pile of documents, "Sign first."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

"Let's sign it. When you two get married in the future, it will be common property."

"..."

"Mr. Song said."

Zhou Qingluo was not pretentious, and signed, "Can you tell me how long?"

Lawyer Zhang breathed a sigh of relief: "One year."

Lawyer Zhang took out a laptop, a USB flash drive, two sunflower dolls, and a black umbrella and gave them to him, "These are personal belongings that Mr. Song brought with him on the day he left. After checking, there is nothing wrong with it. Mr. Song asked Return it to you."

Zhou Qingluo stared at the laptop in disbelief.

Isn't it a Pandora's box?

When did Song Ling destroy them all.

Zhou Qingluo turned on the computer, and it was really refreshing.

Lawyer Zhang: "All the passwords are 'I love Zhou Qingluo', in lowercase and spelled out."

Lawyer Zhang heaved a sigh of relief, these nasty words were finally passed on.

Zhou Qingluo plugged in the USB flash drive and clicked on it.

Inside is an animation.

It rained money from the sky, and a villain took a basin to catch it, and it was full after a while.

Zhou Qingluo recalled the day when he drove Song Ling through the streets and alleys, and when he returned home after a heavy rain, a rainbow appeared in the sky.

Obviously it's been a long time, and I didn't care about it at the time, but it's very clear in retrospect.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Song has passed various assessments and has started working for the country."

At this time, the waiter brought the ice cream.

Strawberry and vanilla pairing, with a small metal spoon on the side.

A metal spoon covers this plastic handle, which is printed with a sunflower in bloom.

Zhou Qingluo held the spoon and smiled.

I don't know if some people really think that ice cream is delicious, or that the spoon is pretty.