Hearing the name Wang Gang, Zheng Chucheng's thin face suddenly covered with a heavy and helpless "color", got up and said to Yang Can: "Let's do it, I won't greet you." Turning his head and saying to Su Dong: "You send Reporter Yang to them, I'll go and see."
Things suddenly changed, making Yang Can and Zhou Haoran feel a little "touched" at their minds. They followed Su Dong and went downstairs and asked, "Manager Su, what's wrong, what is it that makes President Zheng so embarrassed?"
Su Dong sighed and sighed, "It's hard to say a word, Reporter Yang, don't ask, it's useless to ask."
The more he said that, Yang Can and Zhou Haoran became more curious. When Yang Can was about to use mind-reading to dig something out, he saw several people coming up under the stairs, and a few editor-looking men were walking up the railing while holding on to the railing. , Frowned at a little girl who followed: "Little comrade, I have explained it many times, saying that if you don't meet the regulations, you don't meet the regulations. You will be wasting your efforts if you continue to struggle.
"Editor Tang... Let me see Chen Guotao. I'll just ask a few words, just a few words." Sweet and greasy Taiwanese accent, delicate short hair, literary and artistic face, tight red color "The t-shirt is matched with the ultra-short "fan" your skirt. The beautiful figure floating in the ten-degree temperature season makes people shine. This is not the little Taiwanese beauty Xia Meng who is.
Xia Meng took the editor to walk and acted like a baby in that screaming Taiwanese accent. When Su Dong passed by them impatiently, Xia Meng stretched out his hand and shouted: "You little Didn’t I tell you exactly what the girl did the other day? Why are you still here? Go back, go back, Chen Guotao is not here with us..."
He said that he was about to drag her downstairs, but was stopped by Yang Can beside him: "Manager Su, this is my friend, let me come." He took Xia Meng's hand and acted to her. A look.
"Big old man... Why are you... Whoops... Don't drag me..." Before the surprise on Xia Meng's little face could fully bloom, Yang Can dragged her downstairs to the side.
Su Dong and the editors were relieved to see the situation. Alas, this difficult sister's "milk" and "milk" are finally gone, and they can finally have a quiet meeting. The editors looked at Yang Can and Xia Meng's back. He sighed and smiled complicatedly at Su Dong: "I think if our reporter in the station has half the perseverance of this little girl, we will feel at ease." Su Dong also shook his head with a wry smile.
Yang Can dragged Xia Meng into a corner on the second floor, and then let her go.
"Look... it's all red... Can't your strength be lightened by this monster? If it breaks, can you be responsible?" Xia Meng raised the red handprint on her arm, pouting her mouth in protest, a little unwillingly. Hammered Yang Can's thick chest severely: "You big boss, it's okay if you don't see it. You made me so painful when you met. You affected my work, know? You have to pay me a headline..." Zhou Haoran, who was next to him, laughed and said nothing when they saw the two people making such a fuss.
Yang Can smiled and looked at the little girl and asked: "Girl, listen to me, Bao Zhun will give you a headline, and tell me what you know about Chen Guoqing and the Binhai District Detention Center."
When asked about this, Xia Meng’s bright eyes were full of surprised "color": "You... how do you know, this is the inside information that I have worked so hard to get..." There was a hint of gentleness in her voice. I became discouraged and thought that I knew it by myself. It turned out that Nanzhou Magazine had also heard the news.
"Do you know Mr. Su from Nanchu Satellite TV? I think you are very affectionate? With" Xia Meng's little head turned, a gleam of hope ignited on Xia Meng's delicate face.
"Nanchu TV's Zheng is always my father's iron buddy." Yang Can's tone was a mystery, which caused Xia Meng to be itchy and intolerable. He looked at his eyes and bit his lip after hesitating: "Okay... Seeing that you gave me an interview with Yang Xiuya last time, I'll give you a bargain."
Only then did Xia Meng tell the story of the incident. It turned out that a sudden incident occurred in the detention center in the coastal area a month ago. A prisoner named Chen Guoqing died in the detention center. It was said to be an emergency. "He died of a heart attack. Xia Meng took out his mobile phone and handed it to Yang Can: "This is the photo I got. Do you think he died of a heart attack?"
Yang Can and Zhou Haoran both leaned over to look. The picture in the phone shows a naked corpse. The whole corpse shows a purple-brown "color". Large and small scars are all over the body. On the side of the corpse, two people are wearing clothes. The person in the white coat is opening a cardboard box, and the whole picture is rough and grainy due to the low pixel quality.
Zhou Haoran gasped and asked, "Is this Chen Guoqing?"
"Yes, this photo was taken by Chen Guoqing's twin brother, Chen Guotao, who didn’t know where he got it, and sent it to our magazine’s reporting mailbox." Xia Meng nodded affirmatively. This is a big project she recently followed: "Now Now that Chen Guotao is under the control and protection of Nanchu Satellite TV, I just worry about not seeing him. If I can say a few words to him, I will definitely be able to dig out something."
Yang Can went through this in his heart. The death of prisoners in the detention center is actually nothing new. The more famous one is Li Qiaoming from Yunnan who died in prison in September 2009 "peek-a-boo", December 2009 In the Kunming police station in Vietnam, Xing Kun stabbed the handcuffs with banknotes, hung himself with shoelaces and died, and there were incidents such as "death in a bath", "death in nightmares" and "death in madness".
The public knows that most of these incidents are due to the lack of strict control in the detention center and the prison tyrants hitting people to death. However, this is the fact that anyone with a brain can see through, but there are few cases that can be solved. In the end, it was because of insufficient evidence.
The reason is actually not complicated, because the detention center is a "government" functional organization, and the people in it are all relevant personnel of the public security organs. The relationship is complicated. If the incident is attributed to the detention center, the relevant administrators must bear the responsibility. This is anything. The public security organs didn't see it for any reason. How can you tell the public security organs to investigate and deal with the dereliction of duty within the public security organs
Just relying on this unclear photo and a brother watching the deceased in the detention center, it is impossible to open a case at all, unless there are any key "sex" clues.
While Yang Can was holding his chin and thinking about the connection between this incident and Nanchu Satellite TV, he suddenly heard the sound of glass breaking, followed by Yi Chen screaming and making noise from the news interview department on the second floor. The direction came.
Yang Can, Zhou Haoran, and Xia Meng are all reporters, almost instinctively rushing to the source of the noise almost immediately. The news department on the second floor has the door open. As soon as you walk in, you will see the whole room. More than a dozen reporters with work permits cringed and stood aside against the wall, while in the middle of the desk in the room, a dozen casually dressed rascals looked like bastards with Erlang's legs upright, smoking cigarettes, and all of them looked like uncles. Usually sitting on the bench in the office, a few of them still clamored: "What's wrong... Record... We common people come to report to your TV station news, your service attitude is like this? How do you become reporters?"
"Didn't I just tell you? My neighbor put down the "medicine" in my dog's food tray to make my dog diarrhea. What a terrible thing... Your TV station doesn't report it? What else is it reported?"
"No, your satellite TV station can't always report major events such as train incidents, so you can't care about the daily life of our citizens in Nanshi? The car at the door of our community has crushed all the flowers and plants at my door. You always want to Send a reporter to the interview, right?"
The appearances of this group of people grinning and cursing were in stark contrast with the TV reporters who leaned against the wall in panic and huddled together.
Zheng Chucheng, whose face was "green", was surrounded by the group of people. His large suit neckline was dragged, and his small eyes were full of anger, but there was nothing he could do. Everyone said that the King of Hades is so troublesome for little ghosts. Today he I have seen it, it feels that people like him can't make it even when they encounter these rascals.
The three of Yang Can quietly moved to Su Dong's side, patted him on the shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter? What are these people doing?" Yang Can never acted rashly until he figured out the situation. .
Su Dong looked at Xia Meng and realized that Yang Can’s calm expression was also quite surprised. He bit his heart and said, "Reporter Yang, you should have heard from this little girl, then I won’t hide it. You said, these people are." Su Dong gritted his teeth excitedly, feeling very aggrieved. He couldn't speak even halfway through his words, his eyes were slightly red, as if he had suffered a great grievance.
"Was the leader Wang Gang just released from the Binhai District Detention Center? Someone in the detention center ordered them to make trouble?" Yang Can slowly repeated his consciousness, and Su Dong was shocked and aggrieved. Nodded.
Both Zhou Haoran and Xia Meng have been reporters for so long, and they immediately understood what was going on. There is no need to ask, this Nanchu Satellite TV is going to report this news that violates the interests of the detention center, and the other party does not want this to happen. I used my own energy to get this group of people, and wanted to show Nanchu TV a little bit of color.
Standing in the corner, Zhou Haoran clenched his fists angrily, and asked Su Dong bitterly: "These grandsons have turned the sky! Why don't you call the police, Manager Su!"
"Call the police! I have dialed 110 many times, and the police have also come twice. When they came, they said that it was normal for people to petition. All major TV stations did the same. Other people did not use violence or verbally insult us. It's not easy to handle. Other TV stations handle situations like this on their own. Let us take care of it and notify them when the matter gets serious..."
Su Dong smiled bitterly, with a hint of anger and helplessness in his tone.