At 3 pm, the excitement continues, more and more people join in, and the Internet is a paradise for black powder.

A complete carnival.

And the parties are always silent.

Her silence, like a kind of acquiescence, makes these people more unscrupulous.

At four o'clock, a large truck drove in, and the crowd had no choice but to make way.

The truck stopped at the gate of the police station. Several workers came down from the truck. The workers came down with a very large box.

A group of people looked a little confused.

However, I saw these workers put the boxes at the gate of the police station, then carried the tools and began to install them as if there were no one else.

After unpacking the box, everyone was surprised to find that it was a super large inch TV, which was at least 100 inches by visual inspection.

The workers' hands and feet were agile, and they installed it quickly, and then connected the line. In less than 20 minutes, the TV was powered on.

The TV is placed at the front door. The curved screen TV can be seen clearly from any angle.

Ren Jiajia was anxious: "what is this operation?"

A tall policewoman came out of the police station. She was wearing a straight police uniform and was valiant.

The moment she appeared, there was a moment of silence in the crowd.

The policewoman smiled and said, "our captain has received your demands. It's hard for you to work so hard in such cold weather."

"Don't be so sweet. We want to see your director. If you don't give us a statement, it is to shield the murderer." Ren Jiajia took the lead and shouted.

The policewoman squinted and looked at Ren Jiajia.

Ren Jiajia suddenly felt that her back was cool. She thought of what she was afraid of in public, so she straightened her chest.

"Yes, don't try to fool it." Someone in the crowd followed.

Muzi waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"I don't know how everyone came to the conclusion that Spiegel was the murderer. Did someone on the Internet make an anonymous disclosure? Did he see Spiegel kill with his own eyes?"

"You are still speaking for her. You JC are not good people and cover up the murderer." Ren Jiajia shook her arms and shouted.

"Severely punish the murderer's mirror, severely punish the murderer's mirror..."

Everyone followed and shouted. It was a spectacular scene.

Muzi is so big and has never been so speechless. Don't these people have brains? Listen to the wind and rain.

She is too lazy to talk nonsense. She can't make sense with these people. Each one lives in her own world, or deliberately, either stupid or bad.

Anyway, I'll fight in the face later. Let's see what they have to say then.

"OK, since everyone's attitude is so firm, I won't talk much nonsense. Now it's 4:50 and 6:30. Let's watch a live broadcast. It's still early. Let's go to dinner first and come back without delay. Otherwise, it's not worth it when it's so cold, cold and hungry."

Muzi's tone was very gentle, but it was obviously ironic when it fell in the ears of those who wanted to. For a moment, even the beautiful policewoman hated it.

Ren Jiajia found Zhu Xiangxiang: "sister Wan, what should we do next?"

Zhu Xiangxiang stared at the big TV, his eyes uncertain.

"What are they up to?" With her understanding of Spiegel, she will never be caught without a hand. Public opinion can't be suppressed. What tricks can she play?

Watch live? What live?

Zhu Xiangxiang felt something was wrong and Ren Jiajia was still urging her.

Zhu Xiangxiang said impatiently, "what's the hurry? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

Ren Jiajia choked and looked at her wrongfully.

Zhu Xiangxiang thought for a moment and called Li Jiaojiao.

"Miss Li, don't you have contacts in the ran family? What's the plan of the ran family? What's the matter with the live broadcast?"

Li Jiaojiao's voice was a little flustered, "what live broadcast?"

"There is a big TV set at the door of the police station. Everyone will watch the live broadcast at 6:30. Is that their treatment? Don't you think it's wrong?"

Li Jiaojiao said, "what are you afraid of? Now public opinion is in our hands, and she can't turn over again. As long as she's ruined, you're too naive to really bring her down. If Ran's home is there, she can't fall down."

"I think it's Miss Li who is naive. Mingjing is best at taking a drastic salary and braking quietly. Up to now, she has no explanation. This is wrong. If something really happens, can Miss Zhao protect us?"

At the beginning, Li Jiaojiao told her that Zhao Zhen had the bottom of the matter before she dared to give it a go.

Now things are obviously wrong. She doesn't think Zhao Zhen has more face than a mirror in ran Tengxiao.

Li Jiaojiao became angry with shame: "Zhao Zhen, she is the cousin of Lord Xiao. She grew up together. Her relationship with Lord Xiao is extraordinary. Can you question her? I wish Xiangxiang you remember that you are a rat crossing the street now. I pity you and give you this opportunity. Don't be ignorant."

He just hung up.

Zhu Xiangxiang's eyes glistened with dripping water and scolded a dirty word, "what thing."

On the other hand, Li Jiaojiao, who hung up, began to dial Zhao Zhen's number, but she couldn't get through.

Zhao Zhen has lost contact since last night.

She panicked. Won't anything happen to Zhao Zhen?

Zhao Zhen had no accident, but life was hard.

Because she was locked at home, there were two guards at the door and she was not allowed to go out. All signals at home were blocked and she could not access the Internet or make a phone call.

Zhao Zhen is going crazy.

When she opened the door, the two men in black at the door stopped her way with cold faces and due diligence.

"You are restricting my personal freedom and breaking the law. Get out of here."

They didn't talk, but they didn't give way.

Zhao Zhen took out a knife and approached his neck: "do you want to get out of the way?"

"Miss Zhao, master Xiao, please. Let's go." Ye Jian half lowered the window and turned his head and said with a smile.

Zhao Zhen has ground her teeth. Now even Ye Jian dare not respect her.

After getting on the bus, Zhao Zhen found that the car didn't go to Ran's manor, but came to the cultural relics research institute.

"Where's my cousin?"

"Don't worry, Miss Zhao. Master Xiao is waiting for you inside."

This is Zhao Zhen's first visit to the cultural relics research institute. The yard is not big. Several cars have been parked. One car is written with the words of Jiangzhou TV station.

Zhao Zhen became more and more confused. Ye Jian led her to a path. At this time, a car drove in again. Zhao Zhen subconsciously turned around and saw the mirror come down from the car.

Zhao Zhen's pupil shrinks suddenly, and his hands hanging on his side clench his fists slightly.

Then Qu Feitai came down.

Qu Feitai looked very excited and looked around curiously: "I didn't expect to visit here one day."

Zhao Zhen saw a young man with gold wire glasses come out quickly, followed by a vote of people behind him, enough to see that this man's status is not low.

"Miss Mingjing, you're here at last. Please come inside."

The man is gentle, a straight suit, dignified, gentle, neither humble nor arrogant, giving people great favor.

Qu Feitai looked at him in surprise: "Professor Li Chengze?"

Li Chengze raised his eyebrows and looked at Qu Feitai: "I've heard a lot about you. Many of my friends are your fans."

Qu Feitai had bright eyes and stretched out his hand: "Professor Li, I'm your fan. I'm in decline for your columns and lectures."

Li Chengze reached out his hand, greeted a man and smiled: "it's my pleasure."

Li Chengze made a gesture of invitation: "if you can come today, please come inside the shack."

Qu Feitai is still curious about what kind of activity it is.

Mingjing nodded and smiled: "Professor Li, please."

Li Chengze blinked, "my colleagues are crazy. I hope Haihan..."

As soon as the voice fell, one after another screamed behind him, "ah, mom, I saw a real person. It's so beautiful, so beautiful..."

"Mom, I've knocked to a real CP. Golden Boys and girls don't wear such a good match."

These young people had just heard the news and had not recovered from the shock before they saw the male god goddess. It was so sour.

In particular, Mingjing was so calm when the outside world abused and attacked her. There was a Buddha nature in her, which made people feel boundless warmth and peace of mind. She really realized that she did not rejoice in things and did not grieve for herself.

Her face is more beautiful than flowers, her eyes are clear and bright, and the holy light of compassion flows.

Behind her was the faint sunshine, which covered her whole person with a layer of shallow golden light.

They haven't seen a real Bodhisattva, but it's probably just so.

Are those beautiful people blind? I'm not blind, I don't have eyes.