Song Shifeng's 1991

"You didn't push it, why did you run?" Song Shifeng asked in a deep voice, suppressing the ecstasy in his heart.

"I'm still dead, and I'm still waiting for the police to come to the door?" The woman muttered bitterly, "I didn't earn a few dollars and then tossed myself in, what am I trying to do!"

"Isn't Wu Jiaxing your man?"

"Fart man! That big boss who follows him will be unlucky for eight lifetimes. He can't wait for two people to pay half and half. He is not a man at all!"

Uh, the words are so rough that Song Shifeng, an unruly gangster, is a little hard to open his mouth, or Yan Dong took the lead and went straight to the point, "Did you see someone push Wu Jiaxing into a puddle?"

"You're not a police officer, why should I tell you this." The woman regained her composure, and immediately recognized him as the man whom she had thrown money in the face that day, and her arrogance suddenly became inexplicably high.

Yan Dong was about to speak when Fu Pengcheng rushed over suddenly, "I am the police, please cooperate with the investigation." After speaking, he asked the little policeman to take him away.

Yan Dong directly stopped him, "It's not real, Fu team." They spent money, effort and ideas to catch the man out without even asking, and they came to intercept him, treating him as a dead person?

Fu Pengcheng was thick-skinned, and he opened his mouth and said, "I owe you a favor this time..."

"No, this woman is related to the life and death of me and my magazine, there is no way to sell this favor." Song Shifeng folded his arms and refused to give up.

As soon as he raised his arm, Fu Pengcheng pushed the man aside, and waved his hand to let the policeman take him into the police car. Then he said, "I'll tell you the result after the first trial. It's definitely better than asking yourself."

"You can try it first if you want." Song Shifeng rubbed his chin, "But we have to listen in, and you can't let us suffer from it. It's no good to just contribute. I promise not to interrupt or read around. I just want to know the whole story as soon as possible."

Ordinarily, Fu Pengcheng shouldn't have agreed to this, but as Song Shifeng said, it's not too outrageous to just want to sit in on someone who has paid and worked hard to find him, after all, it's a special matter.

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"Let's talk." In the interrogation room, Song Shifeng and Song Shifeng sat in a small cubicle separated by a door, listening to Fu Pengcheng's questioning outside.

"I was Wu Jiaxing who took care of him. It costs ten yuan a day plus a gold necklace. But the gold necklace is fake. It fades after I take a bath, but I can't kill him!"

"Speak the key."

"Uh, I don't know anything. Comrade Public Security, he does everything behind my back. He either pays me or runs out by himself. He doesn't tell me anything at all." Li Fangfang hurriedly argued, "On that time he When I was asked to throw the money to the man who came to make amends, I said I showed my mouth, saying that no matter how much money I don’t want, someone will pay double.”

"Well, then what?"

"Then I felt like a cat's claw in my heart, wondering if whoever gave him the money could get some out, and I began to pay attention to his behavior. What happened that night was that he kicked me out, and I followed quietly when I thought it was wrong I just saw it. I really didn’t do it, I dare not kill anyone!”

"Then why didn't you call the police?"

"I, I, am I afraid that I won't be able to explain clearly?" The woman whispered, she was not innocent, and wanted to go around the police when she saw the police, and rushed to the door by herself when she was crazy.

"Recount the situation at the puddle that day in detail."

"Even if I secretly followed him to the puddle, I didn't dare to get too close. I saw him talking to a man. He refused to give it to him, so he pushed and shoved him. , and then kicked into a puddle."

"According to the medical examiner's judgment, Wu Jiaxing died between 27pm and [-]pm on June [-]th. It was so dark and it was still raining, and you were not close. How did you see someone pushing him?"

"That's not the dead ghost, no, Wu Jiaxing took the flashlight and dropped it on the ground, and it happened to shine on that area, and I saw that person kick Wu Jiaxing into the puddle. At first I thought he was just trying to scare Wu Jiaxing, so I quickly put the flashlight on the ground. The man fished it out, but he didn't expect him to just watch him drown."

"Didn't you drink him?"

"No." The woman looked puzzled, "They were just arguing. Before Wu Jiaxing left, he asked me to buy him a bottle of sorghum wine. He could have half a bottle after drinking it."

"Why did he drink in advance for something so important as asking for money? The wound on his body doesn't allow him to drink. Who are you fooling?"

"No, no, I don't dare. He is a drunkard. If he doesn't drink for a day, he will cry out with alcohol worms in his stomach. He can't drink under the supervision of the doctor in the hospital. He starts to drink as soon as he is discharged from the hospital. He drinks two and a half catties a day, just like drinking water. Like."

"Aren't you drunk?"

"He opened up two catties and started, so that's just to satisfy his hunger."

"The pond is only about 1.5 meters deep. According to you, even if Wu Jiaxing is kicked down, he can get up by himself. It is absolutely impossible for him to drown. What else did that person do?"

"I didn't see it clearly from a distance, anyway, I heard that man also entered the pond, and then Wu Jiaxing lost his voice."

That man stepped on Wu Jiaxing's back into the puddle and drowned him!

No wonder there was a large bruise on his back. I thought he had bumped it himself, but now it's all gone.

"Did you see the man's face?"

"It was too dark, I was just nervous and scared, so I didn't pay attention." After the woman finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something, "By the way, he walked with one foot bare, and I saw him stepping on a stone or something, holding his foot Jumped twice..."

That shoe must still be there!Physical evidence!

Fu Pengcheng immediately took people to search for the stinky puddle. As the weather got hotter, the smell of the puddle was not to be mentioned, but hard work paid off. They rummaged in the puddle for a long time and finally found the leather shoe. , the country of origin in the United States, there is no such thing in our country!

It was another overnight assault, and the eagle finally made a move.He was the one who kicked people into the puddle, and it was he who stepped on them and suffocated them to death, but he didn't blame him at all. It was because Wu Jiaxing was too greedy. He asked him for 20 yuan, but his boss only gave him [-] US dollars. How could he give him so much money for activities.Wu Jiaxing also threatened him to tell the truth to the police if he didn't give it. When he got angry, he forgot what he was doing, and when he realized it, he was already out of breath.God knows he just wanted to teach him to be sensible.As for throwing the wallet, isn't it just that there is such a thing in your hand that you can blame it?Even if he can't succeed, he can delay Yan Dong for a few days, and if he can't deliver the goods at that time, he will be compensated, and he is going to leave after taking the money.

After finishing speaking, he also emphasized that Yan Dong did this for himself, but everything else was ordered by the boss, he is just a worker.

Another one at work.

After hearing this, Song Shifeng thought to himself, sure enough, what kind of pot goes with what kind of lid, what kind of boss brings what kind of goods, it's really not that the family doesn't enter the family, and they are all broken and pus.

"Can people judge?" he asked.

"Sure." Fu Pengcheng nodded affirmatively.

"Foreigners too?"

"Even if he is a heavenly being, he will do it for him!"

"The magazine behind him?"

"Our people have already set off."

Song Shifeng gave a thumbs up.How dare you make trouble in my vast country of flowers, let's see how you jump this time!

But he still has more concerns, "Don't forget my business, I will be published in the newspaper tomorrow, my reputation is almost ruined, you have to rectify my name."

Fu Pengcheng glanced at him and said with a little embarrassment, "We can issue a certificate for you, but only after the case is closed. If we promise you, we will definitely do it. After all, the case is not yet closed. You also know that some things are done by the people. Well, we can't do it, you can play tricks, we have to follow the process."

Originally, they couldn't prove their innocence in this situation. After all, it is a fact that you stabbed someone. Although you were framed, if you were injured, you were injured. Just don't sue you.But because this matter involves the rise and fall of a company, and because of Song Shifeng's various cooperations, and of course, because of the excessive worship of foreigners and foreign affairs by Chinese people, the police station finally decided to issue this certificate to him after consideration, and then he can do whatever he wants. do not care.Of course, it also tacitly agreed that he would play tricks, which can be regarded as a wake-up call for everyone, and to cool down those who wear glasses to see everything in foreign countries.

"Okay, I understand." Song Shifeng didn't know what the higher level was thinking about, but he definitely couldn't let it go, so he asked them to give a proof on the spot and stamped a big red stamp.Then I took the things and scanned them to the People’s Daily. If you can’t publish them, I will do so myself!

Song Shifeng can be regarded as a celebrity in the emerging fashion circle, and the newspaper office is naturally willing to publish his affairs, especially this kind of legendary report. Yes, he not only gave a proof of innocence, but also asked his editors to write about the incident. After that, it was full of twists and turns, like a novel, very readable.Even if the conclusion was written in a slightly vague way at the end, the mastermind behind it also left a tail behind.

The next day, the headline of the entertainment section that people love to see is Song Shifeng. For a while, everyone sighed, some were angry, and most of them were thinking about how much hatred and cheating would kill people.It's not easy for this young man.

At this moment, the foldouts of black materials sent by post finally reached the readers. At this time, there were no bad advertisements on the street, and there were not many written stories in sight, so there are free When reading the folding story, everyone was very interested to see what was written on it.

On the first page of the folding page, a black logo with a skull is used to display a very shocking title: "OWA Magazine, Is Human Blood Steamed Bun Delicious?"

Good guy, just one sentence made everyone look dumbfounded, what kind of bloody steamed bun?

People can't help but look down, it's the sex news at the beginning, but it gets worse as it gets to the end, especially when they see their attitude towards the Sakura Country Shrine and Wan Wan, they are so angry that their teeth itch, what the hell? , Earn their money to fund the division of their country, flirt with their enemies, and co-author them as fools?

Who are the people who buy fashion magazines? Hot-blooded young people. No matter how they disagree with each other, they have their own ideas, but as long as the sovereignty and dignity of the country are involved, these cute young people will miraculously twist into one rope and transform into a fire-breathing giant. Long fired cannons everywhere, if they didn't have the Internet at that time, they could directly paralyze the opponent's website!

Even if there is no Internet, these people are still spreading the news everywhere with their leaflets. It is not a lie that one person influences a group of people. Boycotting "OWA" magazine has become the unanimous action of everyone.

And this folding page really made Comrade Guoan see it...

Hearing the feedback, Song Shifeng was in a good mood, and he was waiting for the magazine to be released in a few days to see the effect, but now he is still busy restoring his reputation, this is not something that can be done with just a statement.

At the same time as publishing the newspaper, he asked people to load the books purchased during this period, and took the reporters to deliver the books all over the valley, wherever they were poor, and wherever they went. Every time they delivered a remote primary school and middle school, they were held in a grand ceremony. The scene of sending off and welcoming each other is simply not brighter.

Song Shifeng admits that he is not a purely good person, he is vain and loves to show off and has a thick skin. He admits that he is taking advantage of the gratitude of these students and teachers. Every smiling face here will become a sharp weapon for him to improve his reputation, but he is not guilty at all.He contributed money and effort, bringing them a vision of knowledge that they had no money to buy, and he only took such a small amount of benefits, no matter what, it was considered an equivalent exchange, and he was not guilty.

However, he just followed him for a day, and the other employees of the company directly left the company, as long as they brought the name of the magazine with them, anyway, he didn't follow anything.

But just this day has made him tired, and the car on the difficult mountain road can't get on at all, and he has to carry it all over again. God knows how many years he hasn't done this kind of physical work. It's really life-threatening.He regretted it when he was endorsing the book, why did he choose such a poor place, just find a town and send it off?Anyway, it’s all about doing good deeds, so what’s the difference?

After finally memorizing the books to school, the white linen shirt he specially wore has lost its color with sweat and dirt, and his well-manicured hair has also lost its shape. The most terrible thing is that he wears a pair of leather shoes, and the road is long. That was so tiring, I wanted to lie down on the ground and never do this strenuous work again.

But when the children's teachers saw them and the books they brought, their eyes were full of excitement, and the indescribable joy burst out of their faces, and they felt inexplicably proud. They just felt that it would be okay to memorize the book twice.