Weird live broadcast: I can deduce infinitely.

Xi Wang launched Operation Thunder, and in less than half a day, all the places mentioned in Wang Zhiming's manuscript were closed down, and all staff were expelled from their posts.

Beside her, Meng Xiang looked displeased and muttered.

"Obviously this is your job, why do you have to bring me along?"

"I'm afraid you'll do something to me again."

"What little tricks can I do?"

Meng wanted to take out the cigarette case, but found that there was only the last cigarette left in the case.As soon as he crushed the popcorn, Xi Wang grabbed it with his hands and threw the cigarette into the trash can by the side of the road.

"Hey!"

"Smoking is harmful to your health. I do it for your own good." Xi Wang lowered his eyelids, "Quit smoking and chew gum instead."

"You—forget it!"

Meng Xiang couldn't be bothered to care about it, so he could only suppress his craving for cigarettes and put his arms around his chest.

Teams of special agents escorted all the people involved in the case. This vigorous scene aroused the discussion of many onlookers.

"The news just came out this morning, but I didn't expect people to be arrested at noon."

"I thought you were writing a novel?"

"Hey, you're thinking too much. You have to be logical when writing novels, but reality never makes sense to you. Those things are all true!"

Xi Wang looked at his watch, turned around and walked towards the next destination.

Meng Xiang followed behind Xi Wang and said leisurely: "Captain Xi, you seem to have forgotten something."

"what?"

"Wang Zhiming." Meng Xiang raised his eyebrows and said, "You came to Sunshine Community in person, isn't it just to visit Wang Zhiming?"

"Don't think you can guess everything right."

"Hey, are you going?"

"Humph."

Xi Wang shook his head, started the car and arrived at No. 11, Building 48, Sunshine Community.The two got out of the car one after another and took the elevator to Room 603.

"Sure enough, it is exactly the same as what I saw in the weird world..."

"Are you going to knock?"

Xi Wang stretched out his hand, but it stopped in mid-air and could not drop it.

Meng Xiang rolled his eyes and knocked on the door first.

Dong dong dong

"Who is it?"

A woman's voice came from the door.

Xi Wang glanced at Meng Xiang complainingly, and responded softly: "Hello, we are the Long Kingdom Weird Raiders Team."

After a while, the door opened.

It was not Wang Zhiming standing behind the door, but a middle-aged woman.

"Hello...you are..."

"I am an agent of the strategy group, and my name is Xi Wang." Xi Wang took out his ID, "We are here to find Wang Zhiming, is he at home?"

"What do you want him for?" The woman held the door frame nervously.

"Investigate some cases."

"You are late, Wang Zhiming has died, just a month ago."

"sorry, I do not know……"

"It's okay." The woman opened the door, "Come in and have a chat?"

"Thank you."

Xi Wang walked into the room first.

Meng Xiang subconsciously took out the lighter, but remembered that he had run out of cigarettes, so he put the lighter back.He stared into the woman's eyes, Wang Zhiming had exactly the same Danfeng eyes as hers.

"Are you Wang Zhiming's mother?"

"Yes."

"Can you tell us how Wang Zhiming died?"

"The result of the police investigation was suicide."

Mother said with a blank face, biting the words "police investigation" very hard.

Xi Wang asked, "Do you have any objections to the results of the police investigation?"

"Yes." The mother nodded vigorously, her eyes turned red, "He was forced to death, he is a healthy and optimistic child, how could he not think about it? He was forced to death!"

The mother covered her eyes and wept bitterly, tears seeping from her fingers.

Meng Xiang sighed, sat beside his mother, and patted her shoulder lightly.

Xi Wang wanted to say something else, but Meng Xiang made a gesture of silence and signaled Xi Wang to leave with his eyes.

"Um……"

Xi Wang nodded, responded lightly, turned and walked into the second bedroom of the room.

The manuscript on the Internet was signed "Wang Zhiming", but Wang Zhiming's mother said that her son was already dead, and there must be something hidden in it.

Or, everything is as Meng Xiang said, and Wang Zhiming once again incarnates into the weirdness of the real world.

Or, someone inherited Wang Zhiming's behest.

Wang Zhiming's room was neat and clean. The documents on his desk were arranged in different categories. Xi Wang picked up the folders and checked them one by one.

"What you are looking for is not here..." Wang Zhiming's mother's voice came suddenly.

Xi Wang put down the folder in his hand, and looked at the other party in surprise.

Chapter 395 The Last Letter (1)

Mother walked to Xi Wang's side, the tears on her face hadn't been wiped off.

"I know what you are looking for. You want to know where the press release Wang Zhiming posted on the Internet came from and how the evidence was collected, right?"

"Yes."

"Because he was afraid of retaliation, Wang Zhiming never revealed these things. After he settled me down, he set up automatic release to prevent me from being implicated. All the original manuscripts when he collected evidence were hidden in this safe."

The mother bent down and got under the bed, dragged out a safe from inside, took out the key from her bosom, and entered the code to open the box.

"Take these things. This kid Wang Zhiming is so stubborn about everything he does. Others have advised him not to meddle in other people's business, but he still insists on exposing those people's evil deeds.

I have read all of that press release, and I have heard him say countless times what it said.When I moved to Sunshine Community, I was also bullied by those rogue security guards.

However, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, so we can't collect any evidence at all.Because the property has removed all the cameras in the corridors, some owners will secretly install cameras at the door. Once these people find out, they will find a way to remove them secretly.

They often hire street thugs to do the dirty work, and it's useless to catch them, because the perpetrators are always hiding in the dark. "

The mother took out all kinds of evidence in the safe and handed them to Xi Wang, including the originals of the transfer records of the real estate boss accepting bribes, the sneak shots of beating and scolding residents, and other evidence.

"These evidences were actually obtained by Wang Zhiming through illegal means. He told me that it would be useless to take these things out. Those real estate developers have a hundred ways to defeat him in court. Therefore, he has no There is a solution, and using public opinion is the last resort for justice."

Xi Wang took the folder, and while listening to his mother's thoughts, he flipped through all the evidence left by Wang Zhiming.

Although these documents were very light, Xi Wang was so heavy that he couldn't move his fingers.

Mother's mood calmed down a little, and she took out another letter from the safe, the seal on it was still intact.

"Captain Xi, this is what my son gave you."

"For us?"

"This is my son's last wish. He said that if an agent from the strategy team comes one day, he must give this letter to you."

"Thank you."

Xi Wang took the envelope and hung his hands on the seal, wondering if he should open it or not.

Meng Xiang stepped forward and grabbed Xi Wang's wrist, "Auntie, this is your son's last letter, I think you should unpack it."

"No, my son told me not to take it apart. So, I'd better leave."

Mother waved her hand, turned and left the bedroom, and closed the door behind her.

Xi Wang felt her throat dry, and she felt that after opening the letter, a terrible secret might be revealed.

Meng Xiang thoughtfully let go of Xi Wang's wrist, and said calmly, "Take it apart."

"it is good."

Xi Wang nodded and opened the envelope.

……

Dear Raiders Agent:

Hello there.

I am Wang Zhiming, when you open this letter, I am already dead.Because I touched the core interests of those people, I was tortured by those bastards day and night, and I was so disturbed that I suffered from severe depression.

I don't want to leave nothing behind when I die, so I am writing this letter.

My life is not happy.

Because people always like to talk about reality when they are students, and talk about dreams when they are adults.

Students should be full of romance, but they have to bear the "heavy weight of life" too early.Adults have been crushed by life, but they need to rely on "other people's dreams" to anesthetize themselves.

When I was studying, my teacher once said - I am not very "spiritual", and I am a very axis person.I don't go with the crowd or buy into the "that's the way the world is" argument.

Because of the axis, I didn't even get a press card.

I also had trouble at work because of the axis.

I joined a media company. In order to make money, they can tell lies, instigate public opinion, and confuse right and wrong.Because I'm not very "spiritual", I can't get along with them.

There is only one ending, I was fired.

Before leaving my job, I had been in contact with a project of the company "Washing White for a Real Estate Developer".

After investigation, I found that this real estate company has done a lot of outrageous things, and the things the owners said on the Internet are not rumors but true facts.

They are so arrogant and domineering, trample on the law, and bully the market, but they want me to be their accomplice, just for the few taels of money.

Colleagues and leaders advised me not to meddle in my own business.

The conflict between the owner and the real estate agent is an economic dispute, and even the police can't handle this kind of dispute. What qualifications do you, a small we media copywriter, have to handle it?

"That's the way the world is."

That's what they say all the time.

I am not convinced.

I never -- and never will -- think "that's the way the world is."

In my opinion, as a journalism graduate, the only belief that should be firm is "reporting the truth".

Although I did not become a reporter, I still have the courage to investigate and report the truth.

I may be threatened, I may break the law, but if I don't take these measures, there is no way I can get a shred of evidence from those behemoths.

For the truth, I will give everything, even die for it.

The closer I got to the truth, the more abnormal my spirit became.

I found out that this real estate developer is not as simple as it seems on the surface. They signed a contract with a strange force and trapped the residents in a strange illusion.

Therefore, I was threatened and insulted by them.

I finally broke down and had a really bad depression, and I became a monster because I could see the purple moon in the sky like those agents, but I couldn't use weird powers.

I walked on the edge of death time and time again, and fell into endless despair time and time again.

It feels like when you spit out all the air in your lungs, someone suddenly pinches your throat. You want to breathe, struggle, and call for help, but you can only hear "clack, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck" from your throat. "the sound of.