Super Treasure Hunter

So even though he knew that what he was doing was ignorant of his conscience, he still chose to compromise when the other party offered him 100,000 yuan, and the other party agreed to him that there would be more rewards after it was done.

After receiving the information submitted to him by Deputy Mayor Han, Zheng Dong used his years of experience in editing various corruption and bribery news, and casually planted a crime on Han Li's father, which was enough to put him in a situation where he would never be recovered. And he, Zheng Dong, can become a hero passed down by the people, so why not do it.

In the middle of the week, I couldn't help feeling that now reporters are really inferior to prostitutes!

Zhong Zhou felt that it was useless to deal with such a useless puppet like him, and planned to let him go, but there was one more thing for him to do.

"You will write another report tomorrow, and you must clarify this matter. You just said that all this is a misunderstanding, and Vice Mayor Han is innocent, you know? If I don't see your report tomorrow, I will come again. Looking for you, you better be careful with me!"

The tone of Zhou Zhong was very harsh, but it was irresistible, as if he could swallow Zheng Dongsheng alive.

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Zheng Dong immediately persuaded, but Vinono had to agree and drove back to Han Li's apartment in the middle of the week.

It was too late to return to the apartment. In the middle of the week, I saw that Han Li had not yet fallen asleep, but was sitting silently on the sofa, curled up in a ball, and kept touching the photo with his parents.

Can't stand it in the middle of the week, stepped forward to appease Han Li.

"It's okay. I have just found the reporter. I asked him to post an article tomorrow to clarify the facts and give your dad a fair deal. Then you can see your dad again."

After I finished speaking in the middle of the week, I thought about it, but felt wrong again, and continued to ask: "Where is your father now?"

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t matter. When a sentence came out in the middle of the week, Han Li suddenly sighed: "Mom said that Dad was taken away by the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection and I don’t know where to take it. She ran all over Jiangling City today and asked. Not where they kept Dad."

Han Li could not go on, she didn't even dare to imagine how she and her mother would spend the rest of the day if her father had a long life, she knew clearly that once her father fell, she would not be Han Li in the future. No matter how good life is, no one will hold her in the palm of her hand like a princess. Thinking of this, Han Li feels sad, put the photo aside, and buried her head deeply between her knees. .

Zhou Zhong looked at Han Li like this, but also felt distressed and speechless. The more Han Li was so silent, the more painful she was in her heart. She has always been a strong person, so strong that she has to carry it on her own. Even if her father had an accident this time, if it hadn't been for the middle of the week to ask her, she would have buried these things deeply in her heart.

Zhou Zhongxin looked at Han Li with pain. He wanted to hug her, even if he patted her on the head gently, and then said: "Hey, it's okay, everything will be fine!" But he knew that these were all superficial Since he is determined to help Han Li, he must completely get rid of all troubles.

After a busy day, Zhang Luo Zhangluo went to sleep in the middle of the week. Although Han Li wanted to wait for more news, she couldn't hold on to her insistence in the middle of the week, saying that she should rest well and do some action the next day, and she fell asleep.

In the middle of the week before going to bed, Han Li was still worried. He sat on the sofa in the living room, listened carefully to Han Li's bedroom, and confirmed that she really fell asleep, and then lay down.

However, he didn't fall asleep, he was still thinking about today, what is the background of that man in suit? If I had caught it by myself, not the **** Zheng Dong, but the man in the suit, would I know more now?

Simply sleepless, he sat up in the middle of the week and began to practice his Nine Heavens Royal Dragon Art.

The next day, I woke up early in the middle of the week, and walked out of the door, for fear of waking up Han Li, who was still asleep. In the middle of the week, she knew that she was worrying about her father's affairs. It seemed that she could still hear her talking in sleep at night. , What about letting go of my dad? I just want her to sleep a little longer in the middle of the week, so as not to face the cruel reality after waking up.

After all, dreams are better than reality.

In the middle of the week, I went downstairs and walked directly to a newsstand near the community, and asked for a copy of the "Jiangling Morning Post", intending to see if Zheng Dong had published the clarification that he said.

After flipping for a long time, he even searched for the advertisement, but he still couldn't find the so-called "clarification report" over there. I was a little anxious in the middle of the week. Wouldn't it be published today? Could it be that Zheng Dong was fooled by that kid?

But on the turn of the week, maybe it's because the time is too short, and it's not finished yet, right?

It’s also right. The more Zhou Zhong thinks about it, the more it makes sense. After all, it was getting late when he went to find Zheng Dong yesterday. It is impossible to write so many words in such a short time even with two hands of Zheng Dong. Even if he is capable of writing it out, it will take time to review it. This morning report came out early in the morning, and the review cannot be passed so quickly.

Then wait a minute, rolled the newspaper into a ball in the middle of the week and stuffed it directly into the trash can by the roadside. He didn't want Han Li to wake up and see him holding the newspaper, and there was no news on it. She was even more disappointed, and midweek would never let Han Li be disappointed in herself.

When he went upstairs to open the door, Han Li was already awake, and asked him where he had been. There was no further news in the middle of the week, except that he went downstairs and dumped some rubbish.

Han Li subconsciously looked at the trash can and found that there was still melon and fruit dander in it. He knew that he was not telling the truth in midweek. I saw it in midweek. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but Han Li didn't ask any more. Knowing that no matter what you do in the middle of the week, it is for her good, and I will come to eat in the middle of the week.

I hurriedly responded in midweek and sat down to eat, but he was absent-minded to eat. Han Li also noticed that she just kept picking up food for midweek without saying more.

In this way, I finally waited until the afternoon. I couldn't hold back in the middle of the week and asked Han Li, "When will the "Jiangling Evening News" come out first?"

Han Li just remembered that yesterday in the middle of the week, she said she wanted to apologize.

"At six o'clock in the evening, isn't it..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the middle of the week: "You sit at home and I will go down and take a look."

After putting on his clothes, he ran downstairs in the middle of the week. Han Li stood on the balcony and watched his back gradually disappearing, praying to see the vital report.

In the middle of the week, I came to the newsstand that I went to in the morning. The boss had already recognized him and asked him what he wanted.

"Jiangling Evening News", he blurted out without thinking about it in the middle of the week. At this moment, he had been waiting for a day. Seeing that the results were about to come out, he was about to see the article that Zheng Dong promised him, and Han Li's father There was also a chance to turn over, and said these words with a smile almost in the middle of the week.

"Give you."

I didn't hesitate in the middle of the week when I took the newspaper, so I stood by the newsstand and looked for it.

"The mayor of our city condolences the widowed elderly."

"The giant panda Meimei gave birth to a pair of twins this morning."

"The stock market fell to the limit, and the Gangneung Stock Exchange ushered in a turning point..."

Reading one by one in the middle of the week, I almost read it out. The more I read it, the louder I read it, and the more excited I read it, because he didn't find the article he was looking for, and he hardly found the two "Zheng Dong" Words.

Only in the middle of the week did I realize that this article would never appear, and he was deceived by Zheng Dong.

In the middle of the week, he tore the newspaper to pieces in a rage, and was about to throw it on the ground, and then stepped on a few feet to relieve his hatred. Suddenly, I saw several aunts in uniforms cleaning the street in the distance. It is not easy for them to come. Throwing the newspaper fragments into the trash can, clapping his hands and returning to Han Li's house.

Han Li asked him eagerly if he had any news. Mid-Zhou couldn’t bear to tell him that there was nothing in the newspaper. He was so smart that he was cheated by a little remember, so he didn’t wait for Han Li to ask. So he said: "You wait for me at home!"

After speaking, he closed the door without turning his head and left, leaving Han Li with a blank face standing there alone, not knowing what to say, but Han Li almost knew it, and didn’t bring it up this time in midweek. She showed her the newspaper and deliberately avoided her question. 80% of it was nothing good. Now she hurried out and didn't know what she was doing. But since she asked her to wait at home in the middle of the week, he just waited.

It turned out that I called a taxi in the middle of the week and went to look for Zheng Dong in the small alley yesterday. I didn't expect this kid to be so treacherous and dare to lie to himself.

Suppressing the fire, I found the place where he came yesterday in the middle of the week. There were still so few people. The small attic on the second floor looked as wet as yesterday, as if it was no different. .

After knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered.

"You had better not play any tricks, otherwise I will make you unable to eat!" Zhou Zhongli thought, at this moment, a gray-haired old man came over and stopped him.

The old man is the concierge here. He told midweek that the reporter who had been living here before seemed to have made a fortune yesterday, and he packed up his things overnight and left.

"Gone? Where did you go?"

In the middle of the week, I couldn't believe my ears. Why did I promise myself to be fine yesterday, and leave today? In the middle of the week, he looked at the old man in confusion, hoping that he could tell Zheng Dong's current address, even a little bit.

"This is not clear. In short, I was walking in a hurry and lost everything. No, there is still a notebook here. I think you know him, so I will leave it to you. Anyway, I will keep his broken stuff. It's also a throw."

After speaking, he handed a notebook to Zheng Dong.

Looking around in the middle of the week, I found a line of scribbled handwriting, but it was vaguely discernible that there were RMB transaction records on it. I took a closer look in the middle of the week and found that the number was not small.

I picked up the book in the middle of the week and thought it might still be useful in the future. After thanking my old man, he left and got up and went back to Han Li's apartment.

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