Perhaps it was because of his professionalism that Lu Qiaohe answered these calls from strangers politely.
However, beneath the seemingly calm tone, there was a slight hint of panic.
It seems that I was quite frightened by the devil boy tonight.
That's right, when it comes to encountering ghosts.
No matter how daring you are, it is still too much for you, especially women who are even more frightened when you meet them.
Therefore, after being frightened by the demon boy and running down the stairs, Lu Qiaohe took several fellow reporters and booked a room in a nearby hotel.
Tonight, anyway, she didn't dare to go home and sleep alone.
Sitting on the bedside, Lu Qiaohe did not explain too much about his previous gaffe. He just reluctantly said a few words and tried his best to appease his subverted world view.
That's a ghost!
There are really ghosts in this world!
That ghost is so scary and scary!
Fortunately, Lu Qiaohe has been involved in the legal column for several years, and has witnessed many brutal murder cases, and has visited the crime scenes many times.
With the company of several colleagues, she finally returned to normal.
However, my brain is still lumpy and mushy like a paste.
Even when the phone rang, a colleague told her about it, and Lu Qiaohe came to her senses and picked it up.
"I will explain to you the whole story of the three suicide cases in No. 1 Middle School one by one, so please listen carefully."
Su Bei's unhurried voice came from the phone.
Suddenly, Lu Qiaohe, who was still immersed in the ghost's shadow and couldn't extricate himself from it, was shocked and immediately became energetic.
While she roughly threw the pillow at her colleagues who were still chatting, she said very gently: "Sir, please tell me the truth behind the three suicides in No. 1 Middle School."
Xiao Ding, a colleague who was questioned at the door of Xu Ke's house before, had been following Lu Qiaohe for a long time. After being stunned by the pillow and hearing Lu Qiaohe's words, the two people's tacit understanding was instantly understood.
He quickly shushed several other colleagues, and then nodded to Lu Qiaohe.
Lu Qiaohe then clicked on the speaker phone, and Xiao Ding quickly took out the voice recorder.
Su Bei spoke very quickly. In two minutes, he clearly explained the reasons for Xu Ke's suicide. Of course, the part about the desperate ghost was covered up.
According to his description, Zhang Dongyan and the other three committed suicide out of guilt.
This reason was a bit flimsy, but he didn't care.
He was only responsible for telling Lu Qiaohe the most important part, and she had to write the rest of the plot herself.
As long as he can achieve his goal, he doesn't care about anything else.
"I will send you an audio clip, and you can listen to it yourself to see how valuable it is."
Lu Qiaohe, who was already enveloped in great joy, could not help breathing a little heavier. She asked with a smile on her face, "Sir, thank you for providing such an important clue.
As a thank you, I would like to give you a red envelope. Look, I don’t know when you will be free. Let’s have a meal together so that I can give you the red envelope.”
Once such a hot news topic is launched by her, it can be said that it will be on the national hot search in minutes. The profit brought by the huge traffic will be an extremely terrifying figure.
Of course, along with it comes great fame.
In this regard, if you pay some red envelopes to meet the mysterious person who knows the scandal at No. 1 Middle School, you may be able to learn more details.
"No, you really want to thank me. Just push the news out in front of the police tonight. I don't have any other requests. Just let him be ruined."
Su Bei stood at the deserted intersection and said in a cold tone.
Lu Qiaohe touched his smooth nose, feeling a little regretful, and then said, "Don't you know your surname, sir?"
"Don't try to investigate me."
…
"What is the unknown truth hidden behind the incident of students jumping off the building in No. 4 Middle School?"
"Teacher, how about preaching, teaching, and undressing? Is No. 1 Middle School a prestigious school in Jiangnan or a nightmare for girls?"
"Three people turned into wolves. The 'excellent class teacher' of No. 1 Middle School brought out the 'excellent students'. Who will pay for the tragedy of the female driver on the Changtai Highway being killed by a female gangster?"
The three headlines, specially marked with big red fonts, were eye-catching and eye-catching. After being pushed out by countless web pages, they made it to the headlines of major websites at an extremely fast and popular speed.
After being frantically retweeted by tens of thousands of netizens, these three pieces of news ranked among the top three most searched in the country in just one hour. This shows how huge their influence is.
After seeing countless accusations, abuse, and distressed comments on the news, Su Bei turned off his phone.
He just wanted to let this matter ferment and let more people know about it.
Perhaps, some people will think deeply about it, while others will laugh it off.
But he just wants to be willfully bored, so what does it matter?
…
Early the next morning, when Su Bei was having breakfast at home, his sister-in-law was discussing last night's news with her mother-in-law.
"Last night, Mr. Cai, the beast, was arrested and taken to the police station. I heard that when he was arrested, he happened to be in the reading room. He molested a girl whom he had seduced. Everyone on the spot got the stolen goods, and the girl also
I directly testified against him, and now he is probably finished.
An old beast like this, who knows people but not their hearts, should be shot. He is wasting the country's food while he is alive."
My sister-in-law accused Cai Wenfeng angrily. Looking at this attitude, she felt that she was the one who was being violated.
The mother-in-law shook her head and said with regret, "It's just a pity that the girl named Xu Ke met such a gentle scum at such a young age.
Forget about one, there are three in a row, misfortunes never come singly.
No wonder she has the courage to commit suicide. When despair reaches its extreme, only death can free herself."
"Brother-in-law, how many years do you think Cai Wenfeng will be sentenced to?" the sister-in-law asked angrily.
"Maybe just three years." Su Bei said lightly.
This is the moral code of society protecting the perpetrators, but all the victims suffered torture and even paid a heavy price with their lives.
In the end, the perpetrator may only need to pay a few years of easy jail time before he can live in this glamorous society again.
Perhaps, by putting on another layer of disguise and relying on their years of knowledge and experience, they can live a better life than before.
This is a sad reality.
The victims, who were worse off than dead, hugged each other and cried in a dark corner where no one knew. Their tears evaporated in the air and no one cared about them.
Living a cautious life with a lifetime of shadows on their backs, who can understand their despair and pain?