Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng immediately called Qiao Xuan, and Qiao Xuan confirmed the case and said, incidentally, "men don't have a good thing."

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Yang Feng consulted the cultural director of Tiandi Chinese and asked them if they were hype. The cultural director denied it and said that he had just seen the news and was shocked and was verifying it.

"No, I have checked with the local police."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng called Hu Xiaolin again, and Hu Xiaolin was incomprehensible and excited: "I don't know what's going on with my mother, isn't it embarrassing enough? I have to get Dong Yongcheng's body back!"

This is enough.

Various signs indicate that Dong Yongcheng is indeed, really dead.

The great god fell, and the fall was so sudden and fragrant, it immediately caused heated discussions among netizens.

First of all, Tiandi Chinese Network issued a statement for the first time: Regardless of the author’s personality, the great work of "Death of Qin" is still recognized by the readers. The literary value is remarkable, and the historical value cannot be ignored. The special topic is launched from the National Writers Association. It can be seen from the discussion.

Yang Feng believes that the website's statement is fairly fair.

Immediately afterwards, Dean Fang Jiuwen of the Beidu Municipal Hospital issued a long comment: Dong Yongcheng was terminally ill, and his life was short-lived. Therefore, netizens said that he was violently killed by emptying his body due to excessive drinking. I do not agree with this point. In addition, I advise netizens not to target the female fan named Zhao Ji. She does not need to take too much responsibility for the sudden death of the Great God.

From the heart of the doctor's parents, Fang Jiu's questioning is justifying the two.

However, what Yang Feng wondered was that the dignified medical expert, why did he follow suit?

Some netizens commented: It turns out that it was Dong Yongcheng who knew that he was dead soon, so he could toss it hard and count it as a day. This idea is correct. If you die under a peony flower, you can be a ghost.

Fang Jiu asked: I didn't mean that.

Finally, it’s the website’s voice: Undoubtedly, Zhao Gao (Dong Yongcheng) is a talented and responsible author who is responsible for his readers. According to his update volume, he does not have too much time and energy to engage fans. Of course, God. He is also a human being, and he also has emotions and desires. It's not that he doesn't eat fireworks, even if... Please understand and tolerate more.

Then there were all kinds of short comments, rolling out in an endless stream. By 8 o'clock in the morning, there were 15,000 comments, which deservedly made the headlines.

The keywords "great death" also became the default keywords of the major search engines that day.

Seeing this, Yang Feng found some suspicious points. He clicked on the Tiandi Chinese homepage again, and the webpage pulled up banners, lit candles, and signed the name "Great God's Sorrow".

Yang Feng contacted Director Liao again. After all, Dong Yongcheng was introduced to the station by Yang Feng, and the two also had several exchanges.

"Director Liao, is there anything unusual about Dong Yongcheng recently?" Yang Feng asked.

Director Liao recalled and said: "We had an exchange about half a month ago. Dong Yongcheng said that he was a little tired. I said that you should rest when you are tired. The foundation of this book has been laid, and readers can accept it if it is slower."

"What did Dong Yongcheng say at the time?"

"He said, write a little more while you can."

"Thank you Director Liao."

"You're welcome. Xiao Yang, what do you want to do?"

"Dong Yongcheng used to have a bad character, but later he changed his morals. His perseverance and perseverance touched me. I always feel that his death is a bit strange."

"Do you suspect him to kill?"

"He is the one who writes articles, although he has made some money, when it comes to making money and killing his life, he is not enough."

"Then you think it is..."

"It's still hard to say. When I find some stronger evidence, we will contact again."

"Well, Dong Yongcheng is an excellent author. Although it is nothing to play with female fans, after all, it is your wish. However, if it is not the case, I think it is necessary to rectify and vindicate him."

Director Liao's words were sonorous and powerful, which made Yang Feng more determined to do this last thing for Dong Yongcheng.

Yang Feng was about to go out, so she woke Qin Xue, Qin Xue sat up, rubbed her hair and said, "What time?"

"It's past eight."

"I'll sleep for a while." Qin Xue fell down again.

"That's okay, you sleep with you, I'll go out and do something."

"What are you doing?"

"Dong Yongcheng, that is Hu Xiaolin's stepfather, the great netizen, is dead."

"What, how did you die?" Qin Xue leaned her body and opened her eyes.

Yang Feng didn't know how to express it. He simply turned on the phone and found the news headline for Qin Xue to read for himself.

"Damn it, it's disgusting, it won't make you clean after death, you should go down to eighteen levels of hell!"

Qin Xue was very excited when she saw the words "female fan, belly, and violent death".

Yang Feng shrugged, it seemed that the girls' reactions to the news were the same.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"Why are you going?"

"A friend, give him one last ride."

"Such people……"

"Xiaoxue, I don't know who said a very philosophical thing. Only people can make human mistakes."

"Is there such a sentence? Why don't I realize there is a philosophy."

"I won't tell you anymore, bye."

"worship."

When he walked out of the dormitory, Yang Feng couldn't help wrapping his coat tightly. Although the sun had risen to a high level, it was still dripping into ice.

Yang Feng walked quickly into the underground parking lot. After getting in the car, he didn't know where to go for the first stop.

Yang Feng will go to the public security bureau, Hu Xiaolin's home, and the municipal hospital, but the order is a problem.

Contacting Qiao Xuan again, Qiao Xuan told him that Dong Yongcheng's body was in their branch morgue, the female fan named Zhao Ji was still taking a confession, and Dong Yongcheng's current wife Hu Cuihua was also there, and she firmly opposed the autopsy.

"The cause of Dong Yongcheng's death was..."

"The initial diagnosis of forensic medicine was cerebral hemorrhage."

"I am coming now."

"What are you doing here?"

"Look if Zhao Ji is pretty."

There was a beep in the receiver, and it was Qiao Xuan who hung up the phone.

After leaving the west gate, Yang Feng was lucky enough to catch up with the morning peak again. He simply took out his mobile phone, read the comments, and moved forward slowly.

...

In the OO7 dormitory, Qin Xue was lying on the bed, her eyes looked straight at the ceiling, her brain was blank, she was in a daze.

Why did Qin Xue do this?Because she believes a word.

Empty yourself, everything is possible.

Although, Qin Xue didn't know what she wanted.

However, she really enjoys staying for a while every morning.

A phone call interrupted her "daze" plan, and it was Su Qinxin.

"Xiaoxue, heard from your roommates, you didn't return all night last night?" Su Qinxin said in an interrogative tone.

"Yes, I'm in the 007 dorm."

"What, you have the same room with Yang Feng." The OO7 dormitory is very famous, and everyone in Beiqing University knows, "Xiaoxue, you are too self-willed!"

"It's not just the same room, we are still in the same bed!"

"Xiaoxue, how can you do this? I'm so disappointed."

"Sister Xin, what do you think! You are too dirty, what do you think of our pure brother-sister relationship?"

"You don't have anything to overstate?"

"No, I doubt my charm anymore."

"Yang Feng is still not a beast."

"It's a beast!" Qin Xue smiled, and then exclaimed: "Before high school, my brother used to hold me to sleep. Last night was the benefit of my soft and hard soaking. I haven't slept so securely in a long time."

"Welfare? Xiaoxue, I'm finished watching you."

"What's over?"

"You only have Yang Feng in your heart. How can you accommodate other men? Yang Feng treats you as a younger sister, don't you marry forever."

"A lifetime? It's too early to say this."

"Yes, it's too early to say this, but it's getting late now, what time do you plan to stay in the arms of a man?"

"What a man's arms, my brother has left early."

"Oh, what did you leave behind the beautiful girl?"

"Dong Yongcheng, Hu Xiaolin's stepfather, died violently, he went to see."

"Oh, get up, wait for you to have breakfast together."

"Okay, give me an hour."

"Forget it, let's have lunch together."

After Qin Xue got up, it was inconvenient to go out to wash. She took Yang Feng’s towel and wiped her face briefly, and confirmed that there were no obvious foreign objects or traces at the corners of her eyes, under her nose, or corners of her mouth. All the way to sneak out of the boys apartment.

Back to her dormitory, Qin Xuetian was shameless when she saw the strange look of her roommate: "I have lived with my brother."

The other party "cut--" he didn't believe it.

After Qin Xue washed up and saw a text message received on her mobile phone, Su Qinxin went to Lisa Beibei and let her go there when she was free.

At this time, she was left alone in the dormitory, so she called Wang Bingqian, and Qin Xue was also curious about Wang Bingqian's stopping Yang Feng from visiting her.

"Xiao Xue."

"Sister Qian, morning."

"You are early, we are late."

"Yeah, I forgot about the jet lag."

"What's the matter?"

"You forgive my brother."

"That's it."

"What do you mean?"

"Have you heard a song?"

"what?"

"Some people just disappeared as they walked, and some things faded away."

"Sister Qian, aren't you?"

"I do not know."

"Why not let my brother come to see you?"

"inconvenient."

"What's inconvenient?"

"Your brother asked you to ask?"

"No, I asked myself, I'm curious, is there a secret between us?"

"Xiaoxue, I really can't tell you this secret for now, sorry."

"Wang Bingqian, let me tell you that last night, I slept on the same bed with your boyfriend."

"So what? It's just a different dream in the same bed!"

"how do you know!"

"I still have this confidence in Yang Feng."

"You know her. Well, you really can't tell me."

"Xiaoxue, this matter is a bit complicated, you will know about it in the future."

"It's so mysterious, didn't you find a new boyfriend?"

"I can tell you solemnly, no! Alright?"

"I can rest assured that."

"That girl is really tired, okay, bye."

"Bye."

...

Yang Feng rushed to the sub-bureau and got his wish and saw Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji was seventeen or eighteen years old. She was quite charming. He sat in front of a policewoman with a pitiful look, but the young policewoman looked contemptuous.

Many officers in the branch knew Yang Feng, and knew Yang Feng's purpose, so they took him to the forensic room.

Before entering, I heard Hu Xiaolin say: "Hu Cuihua, when will you wake up?"

"The last time." Hu Cuihua said.