The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

After lunch, while Lin Haitang was resting at home, Meng Lang took out a stack of information.

"What's this?"

"Some criminal evidence about that Hu Dazhi."

"ah?"

Lin Haitang picked up the information and started looking through it. The more he looked at it, the weirder his expression became.

"You call this something?"

Organizing associations, forging documents, occupying positions, violent debt collection, illegal detention, seriously injuring others, threatening and intimidating, forcing women, selling drugs...

There are probably more than twenty pieces of evidence listed above.

With so much evidence, is this a rhythm that will make people sit in jail?

What grudge?

"It's like this, do you remember the two friends who helped me in the bar last time?

We have some old grudge with this Hu Dazhi, and coincidentally, they have some criminal evidence about the other party... Knowing that you are a lawyer, please ask me to help you find him and consult the relevant legal provisions first.

You know, I'm only half a bucket of water, so I definitely can't handle this kind of thing. "

friend? Feud?

Is there such a coincidence?

You and your band had just been threatened by Hu Dazhi and his entourage and had to stop working at the bar, and then you told me that Hu Dazhi was probably going to go in?

In addition, this guy always has a way to get some incredible information.

Thinking about it a little bit...

Lin Haitang looked at Meng Lang with a strange look on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking of. His eyes were slightly lowered and his voice seemed to be lowered and softer unconsciously.

"Actually... you don't have to..."

"As you know, I am a timid person. Before Hu Dazhi and his gang left, they made harsh words to make me look good. They knew they were going to harm me at the first glance. Do you think I can just leave it alone? That's not my style!

Lawyer Lin, don't be polite, give him the maximum sentence! "

Lin Haitang: "..."

I thought you were angry, but I didn't expect you to strike first?

"Lawyer Lin, what's wrong with you? By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

"Um...nothing..."

Meng Lang left a boring job and left 1103 with satisfaction.

Having many friends is convenient.

Hmm... Persecutory paranoia is also very convenient...

…

"Huh? What is this?"

Yan Weiwei came out of the room with a seaweed mask on her face.

Seeing Lin Haitang looking through a stack of information in his hand, he couldn't help but wonder.

"Nothing, I just got a temporary job."

Lin Haitang rubbed his eyebrows a little irritably.

What's wrong with me recently? I always think about some messy things in my mind. Please wake up, Lawyer Lin!

"It's Sunday today, Haitang, are you working too hard? Take a break once in a while!" Yan Weiwei collapsed on the sofa without any image.

"You think everyone is just like you waiting for others to send money to your door..."

"How can you say that? I have worked very hard, haven't you noticed that I am wearing a facial mask to maintain the youthful vitality of a girl? Is it easy to be a woman?"

Lin Haitang glanced at her, then turned to the next page of the information in his hand with a sideways glance.

"Really? Then for the sake of your girlish youthful vitality, would you please go to bed a little earlier tonight?

Do you know what kind of horror style it is to be awakened by the gasping and suppressed laughter next door in a quiet environment at two o'clock in the middle of the night?

If our security door hadn't been soundproofed, my neighbors would have hired a Taoist priest! "

"Uh..." Yan Weiwei suddenly looked embarrassed and whispered softly.

"I've obviously been very restrained. It's all because Brother Teng is too funny. I really can't hold it back... Okay, okay, I won't stay up late anymore."

Seeing that Lin Haitang was too lazy to pay attention to her, she pulled off her mask and leaned over, saying with a serious face.

"Haitang, I'm serious. Seeing you working so hard makes my long-lost blood boil again!

I have decided that I will fight for my own happy life! "

"Huh?" Lin Haitang finally raised his head and looked at her doubtfully.

"What a fight?"

"I've decided! Go to the mountain climbing party!" Yan Weiwei's eyes were firm.

"Mountain climbing meet? That martial arts competition that you have been unwilling to go to?" Lin Haitang asked doubtfully.

"Aren't you always disgusted with participating in this kind of martial arts competition? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"It's not that Fan Shigang. I'm really annoyed by him. After all, that guy helped a lot at the bar last time..."

"You are not someone who changes your mind so easily." Lin Haitang interrupted her.

They had known each other quite well since they had been together day and night in high school. Yan Weiwei was so stubborn that it was difficult for her to change her mind about things she had already decided.

Not to mention that Fan Shigang was just a little lucky, even if he was beaten and fractured, this guy probably only gave an extra bank card when giving a fruit basket...

"This..." Yan Weiwei's eyes unconsciously avoided Lin Haitang's scrutiny.

"It's just... I just made a gentleman's agreement with my old man." She finally curled her lips and said.

"What gentleman's agreement?"

"If I can reach the top of this mountaineering meeting, he will give me another three years."

"Three years..." Lin Haitang suddenly realized.

Obviously, she didn't know anything about Yan Weiwei and her family, so she asked directly.

"Then how sure are you?"

Yan Weiwei immediately smiled and held her head high, with confidence written all over her face.

"Ninety percent!"

…

12:30 pm.

"Crack!"

After returning home, Meng Lang closed the door of the study room and locked it. Then he walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book with a dark blue cover.

On the dark blue book cover is a magnificent sea scenery painting.

In the distance is a small island with a towering peak in the center.

And a rising sun rises over the sea, just behind the mountain peaks, on the horizon where the sea and the sky meet...

"This time the painting style seems to be quite normal."

When Meng Lang saw the sun now, he instinctively thought of "mushrooms", but after looking at it for a long time, he was sure that this was not like the oil painting technique that made the world melt like last time, but a normal high-definition photo.

Everything looks normal.

At least that's what the cover is.

Meng Lang looked at the title of the book again.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas"

"The title of this book... is preceded by Meng's Spring and Autumn Annals, followed by Classic of Mountains and Seas. The time is getting farther and farther away...

It used to be a combination of Chinese and Western, but now you are planning to go a retro route? "

Meng Lang complained in his mind and turned the page of the book...

[Originally, I thought that my journey should be through the stars and the sea, not the dusty world, the earthly mountains and seas.

However, it turns out that I am not lucky enough to change my destiny, but I have a disease that is targeted by the whole world...

On the third day after the disappearance of the Apocalypse, Yan Weiwei embarked on a journey to Zhongnan Mountain.

She said that like us, she would try her best to pursue her ideals and happiness.

It's a pity that she only ranked ninth in that mountain climbing meeting...]