"Trent?" Wen Siheng's voice on the other end of the phone was a little surprised.
"Why did you suddenly ask this question?"
"So there is a person like Trent among the people you know?" Jian Anran asked.
There was silence for a long time, and I could only hear the white noise from the other party in the receiver.
"We know." Wen Siheng answered in the affirmative.
Holding her chest, Jian Anran's heart was beating hard. She didn't know whether it was the excitement of getting closer to the answer, or the fact that the matter that had been lingering for so many days finally came to light.
"Can you tell me who it is?" she asked.
Wen Siheng's tone was full of doubts: "Why do you ask this?"
After a pause, Jian Anran's patience gradually ran out, "I'm not a police officer interrogating a case, and you're not a prisoner either."
"Just tell me. Never heard of timewaitsfornoone?"
Wen Siheng on the other end of the phone fell silent before answering: "Shi Licheng."
"I'll send you some screenshots later," Jian Anran said without hanging up the phone after getting the answer. She immediately opened the photo album on her phone, "Look carefully at the ID on the screenshot and the IP address underneath."
"Ding-deng-deng-" Wen Siheng's cell phone rang several times in a row.
Clicking on the WeChat chat window, Jian Anran sent several screenshots of the Weibo comment area.
The ID of the person who posted on Weibo is "Xiangyi, I want to work hard today". It is self-evident who the owner of the account is, and the ID of the message below is exactly the Trent that Jian Anran just asked repeatedly.
Trent's IP address has been in the UK for several months, but it was not until the last few days on Weibo that it changed to the province where Luojiang is located.
He specifically opened Weibo to search for this ID, and clicked on his homepage. It was completely blank, not even any Weibo posts he had liked. It seemed that the only clues about him on the Internet could be found under Xiangyi’s Weibo account.<
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He also understood almost immediately the message that Jian Anran wanted to tell him——
She suspected that Xiangyi's internal report was a bureau set up by cooperating with Shi Li, Cheng Li and Ying Wai.
But to this day, Wen Siheng still can't figure out why, no matter whether it's suitable or timely, he still can't understand their motives for digging holes for him.
If Xiangyi wants to vent his anger by attacking indiscriminately because of several conflicts in the office, Wen Siheng can understand a little bit.
But he thought that he and Shi Licheng had never had any head-on conflict in the past. To be honest, they didn't even communicate with each other. At most, it was because they had met each other a few times. He didn't understand that the other party even came back specially to frame him.
Did he plagiarize?
Although Wen Siheng and Shi Licheng are in the same broad field of engineering, to be honest, there is no direct connection between architecture and bridge engineering.
Even if Wen Siheng's naive downfall had nothing to do with Shi Licheng.
Xiangyi's account posts on Weibo very frequently, with one post every three or two days, and even one post a day. Most of them record life, or summarize what happened in one day like writing a diary.
After scrolling through hundreds of her Weibo posts for three months, Jian Anran saw a text that Xiangyi had posted at the beginning of the school year——
[Question: What should I do if the person I see in the news looks like my tutor who has not yet started school? Will it affect my studies?]
She added a lot of tags and super words to her Weibo, and there were a lot of people in the comment area. Most of the comments were complaining about her pinching her head and tail. She was incomprehensible. Only Trent, who was hidden in dozens of comments, posted this. :
[What news? Sexy news? [呲呲]]
After not receiving a timely reply from Xiangyi, he quickly made another comment:
[Asweallknow, the fastest way to destroy a contemporary public figure is a sex scandal]
Sex scandal, three months ago, tutors who had not yet started school, and studies are these keywords linked together, and it is difficult for Jian Anran not to think about the farce with Wen Siheng three months ago.
That’s the part at the very beginning of the story, when they were forced to get a marriage certificate and clarify it to the hospital leaders.
Probably because the matter was handled well in the end, Xiangyi never paid attention to the post she sent again after it was perfectly resolved, but Jian Anran was almost convinced that the contact between Shi Licheng and Xiangyi probably started at that time.< /p>
Having heard Wen Siheng say his "insufficient motivation theory" countless times, Jian Anran personally agrees with the statement that "human nature is inherently evil".
Good people are good people and bad people are bad people.
Although it is undeniable that there is an influence of acquired living conditions, but she is more inclined to such a situation, which can only be regarded as a very small number of cases compared to the majority.
Some bad people just don't need sufficient motivation, they just can't see the good in others.
I don't know when Xiangyi's idea of bringing down Wen Siheng started, or whether this matter was planned for a long time. Jian Anran almost didn't hesitate, picked up the phone and dialed Wen Siheng's number again.
"Did you find anything else?" Wen Siheng knew her very well. Without new discoveries, Jian Anran would never make useless calls again.
Jane Anran paused, "I just want to tell you that I have the minutes of all our meetings in the past two months."
"The pdf has been sent to you, please take a look now."
Wen Siheng was a little surprised: "Do you have this file?"
"I have everything stored in my phone," Jian Anran replied with some confidence, "That's why I bought a 1TB phone."
I briefly read the meeting minutes sent by Jian Anran. It was a screenshot of a mobile phone memo, but it clearly showed the time of the meeting, topics, results of the meeting, and the final part, everyone's division of labor after the meeting.
It is clear at a glance who is responsible for which part and who drew which pictures.
"So," Wen Siheng put the phone receiver to his ear again, "do you want me to hand this over as evidence?"
"Otherwise?" Jian Anran felt that his question was a bit unreasonable.
"Have you ever thought," the other party's tone sounded more serious, "that such a scandal, for someone like Xiangyi who has not yet graduated, would be a fatal blow to her career." p>
"Whether she wants to further her academic studies, work or go anywhere in the future, as long as she is still in the architectural field, this incident will become a stain on her resume."
"So?" Jian Anran asked back, "When she did this, did she put herself in your shoes and think about it. If she succeeds, all the above possibilities will happen to you?"
"I came here to study and learn, not to do charity," Jian Anran said again, "If I were so caring, I would have gone to study social work and join the volunteer association, instead of doing charity work.
Design."
"I hope teachers will be responsible for themselves and other people in this project."
"If Xiangyi really succeeds, this is not just your own stain."
