Chapter 173 Qin Mu draws the sword (I)

This night was destined to be not a peaceful night, but a fuse of a big tide. He Jing, the planner and host of the program revealed facts of the city station, had just taken a shower, turned on the TV and turned to the city station, watching herself telling the new look in Tenglong City since the reform, and when a smile just appeared on the corner of her mouth, the landline on the bed rang.

There were not many people who knew that the phone number was on the bedside. He Jing picked up the phone, threw her hair that had not been dry yet, and said softly: "Let me guess who called me at this time."

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to have been stuck because of He Jing's beautiful voice. Then a voice that was even softer than her asked carefully: "Is it reporter He?"

As soon as she said the three words "Reporter He" were said, He Jing's keen reporter's nerves immediately tense. Every time she heard these three words, she would feel intuitively that there was news materials to capture.

Sure enough, the woman paused for a moment and whispered: "Reporter He, I have a message to tell the media that a woman who lives in a city mental hospital now has no mental problems. She just hides in the mental hospital to avoid persecution from some people."

"Wait, wait." He Jing's cytokines were fully mobilized, and he clamped the telephone with his head and shoulders, eagerly pulled the bedside table away, took out the notebook that carried various news records from it, quickly turned out a page, and shouted to the phone: "Hurry, tell me her name and your contact information."

"She is Liu Dongmei." The other party just left such a name, and a beeping sound came from the phone. He Jing shouted at the phone a few times, and only the vast beeping sound prompted her that the other party had cut off the contact.

He Jing jumped out of bed, walking back and forth on the floor with her bare white and smooth feet, and her mind quickly tested who could know her so personal number and give her such a big background.

Private phone number, at night, Liu Dongmei, neurologic hospital, neurologic patient? neurologic patient! He Jing finally thought about it in her mind, connecting the figure of the woman named innocent after inspecting the elementary school in Yunhai Township, Lanning County that day. Qin Mu turned around and glanced at herself that she made her look deaf and dumb. He Jing had been struggling for several months, but now she finally understood that from that day in Yunhai Township, Qin Mu started to set up a game, a very big game that even Qin Mu could not fully grasp.

He blocked the road and shouted for justice. If there was a way, he would not do it so extreme unless... He Jing couldn't help but tremble, and her blood seemed to be suddenly boiling like a high temperature. She ran to the living room quickly, sat next to the telephone in the living room, and called the director of the city station.

"My aunt, don't do it (read it)." The director of the city station immediately got a headache when he heard that He Jing wanted to interview the mental hospital. As a supporter of the column of exposing the black, he was under pressure from all sides. However, He Jing had some foundation in the capital, and he didn't dare to offend him to death. It was extremely uncomfortable to be caught in the middle. Fortunately, He Jing seemed to have changed his temperament these days, specifically reporting positive topics, which made his heart slightly fall back. At this time, he heard that He Jing was going to interview the municipal mental hospital again. Was her mind really funny?

"Master, I think as a representative city of economic development, we cannot just focus on urban transformation and people's prosperity, but also put forward the theme of spiritual civilization construction in Tenglong City so that the people can know that not only do they live a better life, but even when encountering various things in their lives, the government has already considered them carefully." He Jing naturally would not express his true intentions, but changed his perspective. We can think that after more than a year of refining, the pure girl had learned to use her ghost mind.

Master's eyes lit up, and He Jing's statement was really in his heart. If this interview that cared for life was successful, then he would naturally gain the favor of some leaders, and his political height would definitely take a big step forward, and he might even take on the heavy responsibility of the Municipal Cultural Bureau.

He had a conspiracy in his heart, pretended to think for a while before saying, "Your statement makes sense. Let's do this, just do this interview, but remember, don't cause trouble for me."

He Jing burst into laughter, which made the already a little old heart feel a hint of green infiltrate. He Jing said in a charming tone: "Master, I want to use live broadcast this time, I don't know if you agree?"

"Live broadcast?" The director frowned again and said in confusion: "He Jing, you little girl have thought of something wrong, you have to do something wrong with the live broadcast. If you make a little mistake, I will be in trouble."

"Oh, Master, what are you talking about? The doctors in the mental hospital are not too crazy, we will go interviewing them specifically." He Jing said confidently, his voice soft and charming.

The master touched his forehead with a hot face. Considering that there were not many things to worry about in the mental hospital, he temporarily allocated the staff responsible for the live broadcast to He Jing for use. He Jing said thank you softly, which caused the master to laugh with a meaningful laugh. It happened that the master's wife came out of the bathroom and threw the towel in her hand on the master's face, cursing angrily: "Old slut, are you tugging with the little girl in the desk again?"

After hanging up the phone, He Jing thought about it again, recalling whether she knew someone who was in contact with a psychiatric doctor, took out several thick stacks of business cards from the bedside table, and called the phone as if it was not worth the money.

It was already very late when Qin Mu returned home. Qiu Xiaochan supported her sleepy eyes and leaned obliquely on the sofa. Her two long legs, with graceful curves, were on the side, and her long hair tilted down the back of the sofa chair, jumping under the light, making people unable to help but feel the temptation of gently caressing them.

Hearing the door, Qiu Xiaochan struggled to open her big and charming eyes, with a strong sense of fatigue, and a voice mixed with a hoarse voice and asked in a low voice: "Secretary Qin, you are back. How about the little boy?"

Qin Mu sighed, walked into the house to change into slippers, walked to the bedroom and took two tea cups, then took out the tea from the coffee table opposite the sofa, brewed a cup for Qiu Xiaochan, and then poured another cup for himself.

Then, Qin Mu tried his best to tell the story in less exciting words, but Qiu Xiaochan was already stupid, with sleepy and numb eyes, staring at Qin Mu blankly, and asked Mumu: "Qin Mu, the little one can't do such a thing, right?"

"Yes, you believe in the little boy, and I believe in the little boy too." Qin Mu looked at Qiu Xiaochan through the coffee table and said quietly: "But, it is not enough to believe in you alone. What we need is that everyone believes in the little boy."

After saying that, Qin Mu stood up and wanted to get cigarettes in the house, but Qiu Xiaochan screamed suddenly. Qin Mu trembled for a moment, turned around and looked at Qiu Xiaochan, but felt a faint fragrance swelling, and a touch of black pierced deeply into his chest.

Qiu Xiaochan beat Qin Mu hard with her fist, crying, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. If you didn't let the kid be your driver, he wouldn't have been beaten one after another, nor would he be wronged! It's all your fault, it's all your fault." The fist hit Qin Mu's chest like raindrops, making Qin Mu feel a burst of pain in his heart. The officialdom is dangerous and every step of the way. Even if you have never offended others, be careful of other people's hidden arrows. Qin Mu began to doubt whether his official position knew whether he was a bit biased, and whether he would hurt the people around him.

The cold feeling of isolation and helplessness instantly hit Qiu Xiaochan's heart. She has been ridiculed and rolled her eyes over the years. She has used all her strength to resist. She wanted to change the environment and forget everything. Qiu Xiaopeng's affairs made her feel that in a hurry and desolate state of mind again. The heartstrings that were put down in the tension tightened again, making her very tired and tired. She just wanted to find a strong and powerful embrace to have a good rest, even if it was only one minute, no, it was good for just one second.

Qin Mu let Qiu Xiaochan vent his fists on him, and his heart was filled with a deep sense of sadness. Qiu Xiaochan's movements slowed down as he pounded. The pounding gradually lost its strength. He suddenly hugged Qin Mu's waist and burst into tears.

"Cry out, it will be more refreshing to cry out." Qin Mu asked with a little hoarse voice, "If we call, we will work hard for the children." After that, his head lowered slightly.

Just at this moment, Qiu Xiaochan heard Qin Mu say that the phone was related to Qiu Xiaopeng, so she suddenly raised her head. Qiu Xiaochan, who was originally slender, was not much different from Qin Mu when wearing high heels, but they both lowered their heads and looked up. In an accident, their lips slid across the corners of each other's mouths, which made them blush.

Qiu Xiaochan opened her eyes wide and took a few steps back, looking at Qin Mu in disbelief. His lips were so gentle, and a few whiskers on his lips that had not yet formed a scale slipped across Qiu Xiaochan's lips, making Qiu Xiaochan feel itchy. She knew that she should not feel throbbing at this time, but she couldn't control her body's betrayal, and her heartbeat was like a deer bumping around.

Qin Mu could not have imagined such an accident. He was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Maybe, I haven't arranged this game yet, but for the sake of the children, I may not be able to open the lid."

After hearing Qin Mu say this, the flush on Qiu Xiaochan's face faded a little. The phone number was actually Qin Mu planned for a long time.

Looking at Qin Mu, who was young and resolute, and looking at his pretty and calm face, Qiu Xiaochan's tears finally couldn't control it and flowed down the corners of her eyes.

The night is about to pass after all, but the night before dawn is the darkest.
Chapter completed!