Veins burst out on Chen Shu's forehead, and his heart was burning. He had probably never been so angry before.
He grabbed the thin man with one hand, reached out and tore off the man's hanging headphones and smashed them to the ground. With eyes wide open, he gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Where are these two girls?"
The thin man hadn't come to his senses yet. In addition to being shocked, he was also wondering why a building security guard could be so excited.
Chen Shu couldn't help but threw the thin man into the corner, then flew up and kicked him on the waist.
"ah!"
The man was kicked so hard that he huddled against the wall and kept wailing, the sound filling the room.
Chen Shu's chest rose and fell violently, and his clenched fists and even his nails dug into his palms.
Liu Zhongwu, who was outside the house, heard the movement in the lounge and ran in quickly. He stood at the door and looked at the thin man rolling on the ground. He was a little curious about Chen Shu, whose face was gradually becoming ferocious.
Liu Zhongwu, who has been a policeman for many years, may have guessed something. When he walked to Chen Shu and was about to say something, he saw a mobile phone with a bright screen thrown on the ground and bent down to pick it up.
The phone is not locked, and the WeChat chat history is still displayed on the screen.
Liu Zhongwu swiped the screen and looked through it carefully.
After a few minutes, he realized what had happened.
It turned out that their company had borrowed money from two girls. Through the routine loan model, they used false capital flows, inflated loan amounts, and constant settlement of accounts and third-party intervention to increase the loan amount of the two girls until it reached a terrifying level.
the point.
Then the company began to press for debts from the two girls, coaxing, deceiving and threatening them, such as blowing up their address books or going to each other's hometown to promote them, forcing them to start selling their bodies (chang). During the day, they picked up (ke) in a rented house under guard,
Go to a nightclub (hui) to accompany customers in the evening.
The thin man was currently using WeChat to contact the prostitute, and asked the other party to pay him directly. All prostitution money was counted as repayment. As for how much was paid back, how much was counted, except for the two poor girls,
No one cares.
The end result of this kind of thing is to knock the bones and suck out the marrow, eat them dry and wipe them clean.
The ending is that the girl goes crazy, dies, or is infected with H virus, no exceptions.
Liu Zhongwu also had a baby girl, so he really hated seeing these things. He also quietly threw the law enforcement recorder that was pinned to his chest into his pocket. Just when he was about to say something, Chen Shu reached out to stop him.
"Tell me, where is the location?" Chen Shu took a step forward and looked down at the thin man, his face as cold as frost.
Facing Chen Shu's frightening gaze, the man couldn't bear it any longer, trembling and nodding his head, sweating profusely.
"It's in the Guanhua Building next door, in Room 301, Building 2. One of us is watching over there. The key is in my pocket. Just wait."
The thin man struggled to sit up and leaned against the corner, fearing that the terrifying security guard in front of him would pounce on him again. He took out two connected keys from his pocket and threw them from a distance.
Chen Shu took the key, said a few words, and left in a hurry.
"Brother Liu, I leave this place to you."
Liu Zhongwu knew that Chen Shu was going to rescue people, so he quickly called two police officers and chased him out according to the number of people mentioned by the thin man.
Three against one, eight or nine are inseparable from ten.
...
Xingyun Building, lobby on the first floor
Several men from the collection team who followed Chen Shu up to the elevator and went downstairs when they walked out of the lobby on the first floor bumped into Zhang Yang who was debugging equipment at the door of the building and rushed in to take pictures just waiting for Chen Shu's notification.
A group of people.
Zhang Yang, with his outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, immediately attracted the other party's attention.
But seeing that there were a few people on Zhang Yang's side, they just whistled to enjoy themselves.
"Wow, beautiful girl!"
"I'll go, brothers, take a look at this equipment, who is the internet celebrity?"
"What kind of Internet celebrity is not the favorite of the big brother? I don't know whether it was airborne or ground pick-up."
"Are you coming over to film this late at night?"
"Hey, what do you think? What kind of movie is she here to shoot?"
"Haha, a drama, a proper drama!"
Obviously, these social youths also do not watch the news and did not recognize the female reporter in front of them who is very famous in Dongzhou.
"what are you saying!"
Xiao Zhao, a photographer who usually makes jokes, actually respects this pragmatic and brave Sister Yang from the bottom of his heart. When he saw her being humiliated, he immediately stood up.
"Oh, there's another pretty boy here."
"You're blind, and you're such a pretty girl, so you're obviously a good person, right?"
"Boy, come here."
"Hey, don't push him. If you push him, be careful and he will jump over the wall."
Xiao Zhao was furious. Usually when his program team went out on business, other people would be polite to him, but he had never been so insulted. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and was ready to rush to argue with others.
Zhang Yang, who was standing aside, was thinking about the case upstairs, and did not pay attention to these young people's words. He casually grabbed Xiao Zhao, who was about to scold him, shook his head seriously, and raised his chin towards the stairs.
, the meaning is extremely clear.
The two of them finally stopped and turned around, ignoring each other's insults and arranging the photographic equipment on hand to prepare for the upcoming recording test.
When the two groups of people passed each other, a man in the other group cursed and kicked over a camera placed on the roadside.
This immediately pissed off Xiao Zhao.
He is a photographer! These cameras are his life!
Xiao Zhao, who was already angry, jumped up. When he saw that a policeman who had been slapped before was standing by the gate not far away, looking this way, his heart was filled with anger and he no longer cared about Zhang Yang.
He stopped him, rushed over and grabbed the clothes of the man who kicked over the camera, and shouted loudly.
"This camera costs more than 50,000 yuan. If you break it, you will have to pay for it!"
This group of energetic social youths are worried that the other party will not take the bait. It is like being dozed off and a pillow comes flying to them. How can they not catch it and make gestures?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Several people immediately surrounded Xiao Zhao, directly speaking insulting words and cursing, and they kept moving their hands and feet.
Poor Xiao Zhao, who had never been beaten by society, was trapped inside. He could only squat on the ground with his head in his hands and kept shouting: "He's been beaten! Help! He's been beaten! Police! Police!"
The situation was out of control, and Zhang Yang was extremely anxious. Xiao Zhao was also a photographer who had been with her for several years. Normally, she treated him as a simple brother. But now she saw Xiao Zhao being beaten by everyone, and she hurriedly went to the police station in a hurry.
He stepped forward and grabbed the arm of one of them, begging for mercy.
"Don't fight! Don't fight!"
"Please!"
When the young people in society saw this, they scolded him more happily and beat him more energetically.
The man who was pulled was tall and strong. As soon as he removed his hands, he knocked Zhang Yang to the ground.
Zhang Yang was sitting on the ground, looking embarrassed, unlike the usual cool and beautiful reporter who was the uncrowned king.
"Please..." There was a cry in his words.
The strong man turned around when he heard this, pointed at Zhang Yang and laughed loudly: "I want to beg for mercy, please stay with me for a while!"
"Haha, yes, just stay with me for a while!"
"Haha, stay with me!"
As the man spoke, he took a few steps forward and slowly approached Zhang Yang, still teasing him: "Be good, just walk with me for a while, and you'll be fine."
"accompany!"
"Stay with me!"
"Stay with me!"
The world was spinning, Zhang Yang could no longer hold on, tears rolled down like water drops.
"Woo, what should I do, what should I do, someone come and save me..."
"Woooo..."
In the peripheral vision, that vulgar face slowly appeared in Zhang Yang's sight.
Slowly, gradually occupying Zhang Yang's entire field of vision.
Then, the face suddenly flew away.
Flying?
Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, then looked to the side and saw that familiar resolute face.