The man Weizheng was obviously frightened by Xiang Qing.
Xiang Qing looked at the man with a serious expression, "Do you know that you have been involved in a murder case, do you know what the crime is?"
The man trembles with his hands and feet, a little uneasy, "Police officer, you, don't scare me, I didn't kill anyone again!"
"You didn't kill, but we suspect that you sheltered the murderer! What you said is evidence!"
Xiang Qing took out the handcuffs and prepared to arrest the man.
I looked at the man and realized something in my heart. A man is not a murderer, but I should know something.
The man immediately persuaded, and almost knelt down "Police officer, I didn't shield the murderer! I just..."
The man was about to say, Xiang Qing glared at him, and the scared man immediately closed his mouth.
Internet cafes have a lot of talk, not a place to talk.
Xiang Qing brought the man out, "You can tell it, honestly, otherwise, let you take care of you for a few years, and you will suffer!"
The man smiled angrily and promised to tell the truth.
The man's name is Chen Ming, a villager in Datou Village. He knows who posted the article about several philanthropists on the Internet.
At the beginning, the philanthropists were powerful and powerful in the village.
No one dared to provoke them. The family that was wiped out had not yet been completely wiped out. They also had a young son who had been working outside and never came back. He didn't know exactly what he was doing.
But he knew that the online posts must be made by the younger son!
Three days after the accident, the youngest son hurried back and saw the corpse of his family.
But the younger son was very angry, and immediately went to find revenge on the philanthropists, but unfortunately the philanthropists broke his bones.
At that time, in order to prevent the villagers from speaking out, the philanthropists each gave a pen, asked the villagers to seal up, and drove the youngest son out.
The youngest son did not give up because of this, but threatened to come back and kill the philanthropists.
Chen Ming has been on the Internet all the year round, and he naturally knew the disappearance of the philanthropists. Once, he found the post and recognized who made the post at a glance. Some people who knew about it at the time were old, sick, and died. There are not many people in his generation.
Chen Ming guessed that it might have been from the younger son, otherwise, how could he understand what happened back then.
In addition, before the death of the philanthropists, he also saw the comments posted by the original poster, and the retribution was coming!
However, shortly after the release, it was deleted by the original poster.
After the next day, Chen Ming learned that several philanthropists had died!
Although what is posted on the Internet is natural death, there is no such a coincidence that it is all natural death.
When Chen Ming said this, he smiled and looked at Xiang Qing, "Police officer, I'm finished, but I didn't hide anything, can you let me go?"
Xiang Qing didn't smile with Chen Ming.
"You can't go, let me ask you, what is the name of that family's youngest son?"
Chen Ming shook his head, very helpless, "Police officer, I really don't know, can't you check it?"
Xiang Qing wanted to ask something. I gave Xiang Qing a hint of look, but Xiang Qing didn't say anything, and let Chen Ming go.
"Go back to the police station and look up the youngest son Chen Ming said!"
Xiang Qing and I returned to the police again, and this investigation was indeed found.
The youngest son of that family has changed his name to Chen Buhui.
Now the big boss of this company.
"It's really him!"
Xiang Qing curled her lips and smiled. In this way, all the conditions were met.
We got the address of Chen Buhui's company.
Xiang Qing asked me if I need to come directly and confront Chen Buhui head-on
I nodded and we went directly to Chen Buhui's company.
Chen Buhui's company is in the city center. I looked around specially and found that it is not far from the office of the philanthropists, and I can even see them upstairs!
It seems that this Yang Buhui still hates several rich men.
As soon as we walked in, a receptionist came over and asked if we had an appointment.
Xiang Qing directly took out his ID, and the receptionist looked at it and his face changed slightly, "You, are you here?"
"We are looking for your big boss, Chen Buhui!"
The receptionist's face was very bad, so he immediately reported!
I sat down, Xiang Qing's eyes were always on the receptionist.
I smiled helplessly. It is normal for Yang to run without regret, but Chen Buhui should not be able to run.
After the meeting, the receptionist came over, with a very respectful tone, "Two police officers, the boss is waiting for you!"
Xiang Qing was surprised. Under the leadership of the receptionist, we came to the 17th floor.
Xiang Qing asked me in a low voice, if there is the man we saw before.
I shook my head, Chen Buhui's company is normal.
The receptionist opened the door and Xiang Qing and I walked in.
Chen Buhui happened to be sitting on the sofa. He seemed to be pouring tea. After seeing us, he was not surprised at all, as if he knew we were coming!
"Sit down, two police officers!"
Chen Buhui waved his hand to the receptionist, and the receptionist went out.
Xiang Qing glanced at me and sat on the sofa.
"Drink tea first, I will tell you slowly what you want to know!"
Chen Buhui smiled.
I looked at Chen Buhui, but he was a high-spirited middle-aged man. He had a nice face and a clear hatred. Otherwise, the villagers who took money from several philanthropists would end up like several philanthropists. .
Xiang Qing hesitated looking at the tea.
Chen Buhui laughed suddenly and looked at Xiang Qing helplessly, "Police officer, I won't poison the tea, don't worry!"
After being guessed, Xiang Qing flushed.
She still looked at me uneasy, and I nodded, the tea is not poisonous!
Xiang Qing took out the tea and drank it.
"Chen Buhui, can you talk now?"
Chen Buhui nodded, looking sad, as if suddenly returning to the scene that caused him pain many years ago.
"I did let them kill them!"
After a long time, Chen Buhui sighed and explained directly in front of us.
After the philanthropists broke his hand bones, he had a miserable life and almost wanted to die.
But the hatred of his family made him have to be strong. He died. What about the culprits who killed his family
Chen Buhui felt unwilling. He didn't want to die like this. He gritted his teeth and found a doctor to take his bones.
It took him a year to restore his hand bones to their normal state. After that, he was just as if he was killed by chicken blood, and he kept working. He wanted to get ahead so that he could fight against those pseudo-philanthropists. NS!
But things were ironic, and the village tyrants changed. Turning into a philanthropist respected by everyone, Yang Buhui watched TV and online reports about them every day, and the hatred in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
Yellow River Tricks
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