Kong Lingqian didn't expect that Han Zhuoyu would come again, the way he looked at her that day was so clean, as if it penetrated the skin and reached to the heart, she almost thought he could hear the cry for help from the depths of her soul. But that absurd idea was quickly discarded, and she tried her best to warn herself not to have delusions, lest the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
But now he is here again, why, Kong Lingqian touched her extraordinarily pure and beautiful face with a bitter expression. I probably still like this look, that's fine,
With a lot of thoughts in her heart, Kong Lingqian pulled out a natural and decent smile, went to the dean's office and took away the expressionless boy.
"Where do you want to go?" She tilted her head, the sunlight reflected in her beautiful almond eyes, which was very bright, with her hands behind her back, she opened her collar slightly, revealing a deep ravine and a round hemisphere. No green teenager can resist such a charming scenery.
Han Zhuoyu turned around and walked towards a lawn not far away as if he hadn't seen it.
"Then let's sit here for a while." Kong Lingqian obediently sat next to the young man, caught a glimpse of the cleaner not far away who pretended to be very busy despite having nothing to do, and smiled ironically.
"Do you take bodyguards with you everywhere?" Kong Lingqian pouted at the bodyguard at the edge of the lawn, and then laughed, because the cleaner wanted to come to the lawn to clean up the garbage, but was stopped by the bodyguard, and fell a lot.
Han Zhuoyu shook his head and did not speak.
"Does your hand still hurt?" The girl's pink fingertips walked on the boy's arm bound in plaster, simulating the movement of playing the piano. It was obviously a playful move, but the slower and slower rhythm brought Wordless temptation.
Han Zhuoyu lowered his head and grabbed the grass roots, extremely puzzled.
Pfft~hahahaha 9527 laughed wildly, but refused to say anything when asked by the host.
The girl was a little discouraged, but she cheered herself up quickly, chattered for half an hour, and the topic always revolved around Lei Ting, "That tall man in military uniform was your uncle that day? I heard he used to be the commander of the GZ Military Region , I didn’t expect him to be so young! Then he must be very powerful, right? His surname is Lei, is he from the Lei family in the imperial capital? The soldier I most admired since I was a child..."
Han Zhuoyu stopped scratching the roots, raised his head, and stared at the girl with burning eyes. The word admiration made him feel extremely uncomfortable! He shook off the grass clippings from his fingertips, propped himself up on his knees, and made a gesture to leave.
"Hey, be careful." Kong Lingqian quickly reached out to help but was blocked by the heavy plaster, and she was at a loss for a while. In front of boys of the same age, she had never been treated so coldly, and now she could finally see that Han Zhuoyu didn't like her at all? It's clear that it's nothing! Then why did he come to find him on purpose
Host, there must be a limit to being jealous. Although this girl always inquires about Comrade Taisho and says she admires him, she will not pose a threat to you. 9527 hastened to smooth things over, host, listen to her heartfelt voice, she is in desperate need of help.
Please save my sister, I give you my life!
When Han Zhuoyu turned his head, the girl quickly pulled out a bright smile, but her heart was crying blood.
"Young Master Han, are you leaving?" the bodyguard stepped forward and asked.
Han Zhuoyu was silent for a moment, and finally walked back slowly, saying word by word, "I can feel that you need help very much, so I'm here."
Kong Lingqian opened her eyes wide in disbelief. Really, really someone can hear their cries for help
"Please tell me how I can help you. I will definitely do my best." The young man's eyes were farther and farther than the sky, as if he had the power to embrace everything. Be wary. Inexplicably, she chose to believe, a boy who had only met twice, whose hands were still tied in plaster, and who had almost lost his mobility.
She quickly stuffed the recording pen into the boy's cuff and asked him to take it away. After returning to the dormitory, Kong Lingqian almost collapsed on the ground. That recording pen was given by a certain male classmate, and she kept it a secret after all the hard work, and was going to record her last words when the fish died and the net was broken, and send it to a certain newspaper to make those crazy people pay the price. However, before she could take action, a little sister in the orphanage committed suicide first, leaving behind a blood letter. She watched with her own eyes that Kong Aihua buried the little sister's body in the middle of the night, folded up the blood books neatly and put them away, and went to the police station to report the case the next day pretending to be anxious. The matter eventually fell through.
In the following five or six years, many people sent materials to the higher authorities to report Kong Aihua, and even called the police, but they failed to touch a single hair of her, and were persecuted instead. I hid it, but I didn't expect to hand it over so hastily today. If the teenager didn't take it seriously, or lost it, this pen would kill her.
After sitting there blankly for more than ten minutes, Kong Lingqian struggled to get up and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Taking off the white dress representing purity, a scarred body is reflected in the mirror, which is shocking.
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On the way home, Shao Yichen smiled and looked at the young man beside him, "What did Young Master Han gain today?"
Han Zhuoyu raised his heavy right arm, and said expressionlessly, "It's stuck in the plaster." Kong Lingqian stuffed it too hastily, and inserted the pen into the gap between the plaster and the flesh in one fell swoop. It hurt so much!
Shao Yichen took out the recording pen and raised one eyebrow.
"Listen." Han Zhuoyu asked.
Shao Yichen had a hunch that there must be some incredible things recorded in it, which might not be suitable for simple Han Shao to listen to. He smiled and shook his head, "Let's take it back and let Young Master Lei hear it."
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Han Zhuoyu lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
After scanning, you will get an audio file. Does the host want to listen to it? 9527 tempted.
'Want to hear. '
Play now. The girl's desperate voice sounded: My name is Kong Lingqian, and before I was ten years old, my name was Fang Qian...
As the story deepened, Han Zhuoyu's face became paler and paler. It turns out that misappropriating charitable funds to abuse children is considered light, and Kong Aihua also engaged in human trafficking activities in private. The fair-looking and cute little boys were sold to other provinces in the name of adoption, and the pretty and cute little girls were sold to men with ulterior motives for a fee ranging from 50 yuan to 200 yuan a time. As the 'business' has become big, some people come here especially to buy a little girl's first night, and the one-time payment ranges from 5,000 to 20,000 yuan. It was only after Kong Aihua had been in contact with them for a long time that he knew that there was a group of people who believed that taking the first night of a little girl could keep them young forever, and their careers would be prosperous. But where do so many virgins come from in society? They sent their ideas to orphanages and schools.
As a long-term partner, Kong Aihua gradually gained their trust, connected with the top boss, and chose a young girl as a tribute after learning that the other party was a pedophile. Unfortunately, Kong Lingqian is that young girl. She was beaten and sexually assaulted by old men every day, and she lived a life that was rosy on the surface but was actually worse than death. That's not to say, when she grew up and began to develop, the old man lost interest in her, and he turned his idea on her younger sister, and asked her to matchmaking, so that the two women could serve one husband together. In the end, she gave up under the pressure of death.
It seems that they still have no plans to let her sister go, no wonder she is so anxious. Host, we need to ask Comrade Dazheng for help! 9527 sighed.
The boy didn't respond for a long time.
Host, what's wrong with you, host? 9527 asked anxiously.
'fine. The young man knocked his head lightly on the glass window, his brows furrowed tightly. Opening this document is like opening Pandora's box, releasing all evil. He seemed to be able to smell the stench of decay and decay, which was disgusting. If there is no system, if he can't hear the cries of those children, he may not have such deep feelings. However, while listening to the audio and recalling the children crying for help, he felt as if a boulder was pressed against his chest, and he couldn't breathe at all.
How could there be such evil people in the world? Are they still human? Can I really help those children? He suddenly felt very scared!
Host, don't be afraid, Comrade Dazheng will find a solution! 9527 made a fist.
All the way back to the compound of the military region without a word, Han Zhuoyu ate his dinner absent-mindedly, and went straight to bed, and Lei Chen also got into his bed, shrinking into a small ball. Lei Ting took off the shoes and socks for the two children, put on their pajamas, rubbed their hairy heads, then closed the door and waved to Shao Yichen, "Go to the study to talk."
"Kong Lingqian gave this to Young Master Han." Shao Yichen took out the recording pen.
"Has he heard of it?" Lei Ting frowned.
Shao Yichen wanted to shake his head, but considering that Han Shao had been alone with Kong Lingqian before, he was not sure.
Lei Ting stopped asking, and signaled Lu Bin to lock the door and press the play button. The room was surprisingly quiet, only the girl's mournful and desperate voice echoed in the air, which was as eerie as the wail of a lonely ghost. After the audio was played, the three men were silent for a long time.
"No wonder Kong Aihua is still standing after being reported so many times. It turns out there are people above." Shao Yichen shook his head.
Lei Ting also found some things, but compared to this recording pen, it is nothing worth mentioning. He looked at Lu Bin and pondered, "Who do you think that Grandpa Luo mentioned by Kong Lingqian is?"
"Luo Chenggu." Lu Bin replied affirmatively, "I found out that his driver recently visited Kong Lingxi at Guangming Primary School."
Luo Chenggu? Governor of Province G? Shao Yichen broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately stood up to bid farewell. What happened next was definitely not something that ordinary people like him could listen to.
Lei Ting didn't hold back, and played the file again, comparing every detail with the reality, and then speculated, "Luo Chenggu, Qiu Ruiming, Lu Songwei, Qin Jiangtao." He named several names in succession, all of them were in Province G People in both military and political circles turned their hands into clouds and turned their hands into rain, and they were all Qiu Xingran's capable generals. Among them, Qiu Ruiming and Qiu Xingran were first cousins and had a very close relationship.
"Kong Aihua should have a lot of reasons to threaten those people, otherwise he wouldn't be so confident. We have to try to find relevant evidence. Luo Chenggu and the others are not small people. They must be killed with one blow, otherwise they will suffer a lot." Lei Ting frowned. meditation. His transfer from the gz military region disrupted his brother's layout in the south. If he can regain a city in g province, it can be regarded as compensation for his brother.
"I'll find a way to connect with Kong Lingqian." Lu Bin understood.
The author has something to say: In the last chapter, I made my uncle obscene, it's not my uncle's fault, it's my fault~
I feel that this book is too noble, leaving no place for my wretched sentiments~ The next book is going to eat up all my morals and lower limits, so make a fist!
Oolong, the time is set to December 30, 2014~