Ai Liang took Jin Pingan to a nearby bank and casually slipped into the compartment of a general-purpose ATM machine.
"You want me to help you investigate the case, right?" Ai Liang asked, leaning against the glass panel.
Jin Pingan nodded solemnly: "Yes."
Ai Liang asked what he said yesterday again: "You want to drag me in even though you know your life will be in danger?"
"I know that participating in this matter will put your life in danger, so I will not force you to help me. I don't have that power, and you don't have that obligation. If you are not willing, I will leave now."
Jin Ping'an lowered his head, his voice hoarse and dull. Compared to last night, his mood was much calmer now.
"I said that the purpose of my coming to Qianhua City is to go to school, not to be a messenger of justice, so I will not participate in these things."
Ai Liang rejected Jin Pingan's request very ruthlessly, and the latter showed no anger except for being a little disappointed.
After all, the two of them just met by chance.
Since the serial disappearance case was discovered, Jin Ping'an has been hit by obstacles at every turn and suffered a lot in the past month.
First, the reported clues disappeared, then there was ostracism and alienation within the criminal police team, and then a threatening letter with a razor blade was received.
These warnings did not make Jin Pingan retreat, but instead aroused his anger.
He ignored these warnings and continued to investigate the serial disappearances in isolation.
As the investigation deepened, the methods of those people became more and more excessive.
One day, Jin Pingan went out to investigate. When he returned home in the middle of the night, he found that all the furniture in the house had been smashed to pieces. The kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and living room were all covered in paint.
When calling the police to call the community monitoring system, I was informed that the monitoring system was damaged.
The police who rushed over registered the incident, but heard nothing more about it.
In the end, he had no choice but to stay in a hotel temporarily.
This is just the beginning.
In the days to come, when Jin Pingan walked on the road, he would be beaten up by unreasonable gangsters every three days, or he would be inexplicably involved in the melee in the black area, and small characters like pickpockets would be encountered every day.
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Not long ago, he was almost silenced by robbers.
It seemed as if the entire city's crimes revolved around him.
Jin Pingan endured all these silently, and he was mentally prepared to fight alone.
He is like a stubborn donkey, no matter how much torture he suffers, he will find out the truth of the disappearance case and give justice to the victim.
Until last night, a group of "drunk" gangsters surrounded him, and in front of him tore up all the information he had risked his life to collect and compile for more than half a month and threw it into the sewer.
It was not only the scraps of paper that were washed away, but also Jin Pingan's passion and broken heart.
This is the first time in his adult life that he has faced the evil of society. Under the shadow of the huge evil forces, his efforts seem worthless, so small and unworthy of mention.
Jin Pingan, who had been forcing himself to smile and numb himself, completely broke his guard.
On the verge of collapse, he wanted to find someone to talk to, but he didn't even have a good friend around him who could talk to him.
Jin Ping'an, who was out of his mind, found Ai Liang, a hostage friend he had just met, in a daze.
When he was checking information in the criminal police team, he happened to see Ai Liang's past.
After seeing that Ai Liang had helped the police solve a murder case, the idea of asking for help came to mind.
In fact, Jin Ping'an didn't have much hope in inviting Ai Liang to assist him.
It's just that a person has been fighting alone for a long time, and he really needs a like-minded companion, even if it is to support him mentally.
But now, Ai Liang also rejected him.
"I understand. I'm sorry for making you hear a lot of unpleasant things."
Jin Pingan bowed solemnly to Ai Liang, then hunched his back and put his hand on the door handle.
He had rested for a night, and it was time to go back and reorganize the information.
"Transfer 100,000 to this card, and I will find someone to help you investigate the truth."
Ai Liang did not stop Jin Pingan, but handed him a note with a string of bank card numbers written on it.
Hearing this, Jin Pingan's eyes slowly became brighter. He slowly took the note and asked, "What do you mean..."
"I won't help you personally, but I can introduce people who can help you. It depends on whether you can afford the price."
Ai Liang crossed his arms and said calmly.
For Jin Ping'an.
You can mock him as a loser who overestimates his abilities.
Ridiculing him as a hypocrite just to satisfy his own sense of justice.
Ridiculing him as a naive idiot who can't understand the reality and has high vision and low power.
But society needs this kind of waste and this kind of idiot.
It is those people in society who turn a blind eye, turn a deaf ear, and remain silent to atrocities that give the evil forces the confidence to abuse violence, do whatever they want, and obscure the truth.
Those who are silent just want to protect themselves and their families, and there is nothing wrong with that.
But when atrocities happen to them, they will understand how important a young man who is not afraid of power and dares to speak out really is.
The importance of such stupid young people to society is much higher than that of those financial white-collar social elites.
They are the bottom line of society and humanity. If all these people disappear, then the collapse of modern society will not be far away.
Jin Pingan walked to the ATM without saying a word, took out his bank card from his bag and made a transfer.
Ai Liang looked at Jin Ping'an who didn't hesitate and asked, "Aren't you worried that I'm lying to you?"
Jin Pingan did not answer, and his hand movements did not pause due to Ai Liang's words.
Until in the transfer amount column, he lost all his deposit of 230,000 yuan, leaving a small amount as living expenses.
Ai Liang made a move to stop him.
"...Is that person really willing to take such a big risk for 100,000 yuan?"
Jin Pingan murmured.
He was worried that the amount was too small and it was not worth the risk for the other party to take, so he secretly increased the chips.
"One hundred thousand is enough. You don't need to show your kindness in a place like this."
Ai Liang said in a bad tone.
You find someone to help you and you complain about the low price?
Ai Liang was speechless in his heart. This guy really had nothing but good intentions, and he didn't even think about what he said.
Even if you have doubts, you shouldn't say it so bluntly.
If it were Ye Qing, she would definitely say: 'I can still make more money if I lose it, but it is too risky to do this. I feel sorry for giving only 100,000 yuan.'
The emotional intelligence gap is clear at a glance.
After confirming the transfer, Ai Liang said: "This afternoon, the person will meet you in the city center. I will inform you of the specific time and place at noon."
After saying that, Ai Liang pushed open the door first and walked out.
"Wait a moment!"
Jin Pingan stopped Ai Liang like he did last night.
"Can you tell me what kind of person you are looking for? It's not that I don't trust him, but what I want to do is too dangerous. I want to have a basic understanding of him first..."
"he?"
The man's face flashed through Ai Liang's mind: "I can only tell you that he is a good man. He was once like you, risking his own life and risking everything in order to investigate the truth of a disappearance case."
Ai Liang paused here, and then continued with a recalling tone: "However, the reason why he stood up is slightly different from yours."