The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

   Chapter 475 Carnival (two more)

   At three o'clock in the afternoon, the excitement continued, more and more people joined in, and the Internet was a paradise for black fans.

   Thorough orgy.

   And the party involved is always silent.

   And her silence, like a default, made these people more reckless.

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

  I saw a large truck stop at the gate of the police station. Several workers got out of the truck. The workers carried a very large box and walked down.

   A group of people looked a little confused.

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

   After unpacking the box, everyone was surprised to find that it turned out to be an extra-large TV, at least 100 inches by visual inspection.

  The workers were quick and quick to install it, and then connected the wiring. Within twenty minutes, the TV was powered on.

  The TV is placed at the front door, and the curved screen TV can be seen clearly no matter from which angle.

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

   A tall and slender policewoman came out of the police station. She was dressed in a neat police uniform and looked valiant.

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

   The policewoman smiled and said, "Our captain has already received everyone's appeal. It's hard for everyone to work so hard in such a cold weather."

   "Don't be rhetorical, we want to see your director. If you don't give us an explanation, you will cover up the murderer." Ren Jiajia took the lead and shouted.

The policewoman squinted and looked at Ren Jiajia.

  Ren Jiajia suddenly felt a chill on her back, thinking of what to be afraid of in the public eye, so she held her chest out.

   "Yes, don't try to fool the past." Someone in the crowd echoed.

   Muzi waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

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

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

   "Severely punish the murderer Mingjing, severely punish the murderer Mingjing..."

   Everyone shouted, and the scene was spectacular.

   Muzi has grown up so big and has never been so speechless. Are these people brainless? People repeat what they say, listening to the wind is rain.

   She was too lazy to talk nonsense, she couldn't make sense with these people, they all lived in their own world, or deliberately, either stupid or bad.

   Anyway, I'll be slapped in the face after a while, let's see what they have to say.

"Okay, since everyone's attitude is so firm, I won't talk nonsense. It's 4:50 now. At 6:30, let's watch a live broadcast. It's still early. Let's go to dinner first, and don't waste time when you come back. , Otherwise, the weather is so cold that it will not be worth it if you freeze and starve."

  Muzi's tone was very gentle, but it fell into the ears of the caring people, but it was clearly ironic, and even this beautiful policewoman was hated for a while.

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

  Zhu Xiangxiang stared at the overly large TV, his eyes were uncertain.

   "What tricks are they playing?" With what she knew about Der Spiegel, she would never be caught off guard. If public opinion couldn't be suppressed, what tricks could she play?

   Watch live? What live?

   Zhu Xiangxiang felt that 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 gave her a wrong look.

   Zhu Xiangxiang thought for a while and called Li Jiaojiao.

   "Miss Li, don't you have connections in the Ran family? What are the plans of the Ran family? What's going on with the live broadcast?"

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

   "There is a big TV in front of the police station, and everyone can watch the live broadcast at 6:30. Is this how they deal with it? Don't you think something is wrong?"

Li Jiaojiao said "oh": "What are you afraid of, now that the public opinion is in our hands, she can't stand up again, as long as she loses her reputation, as long as she is defeated, you are too naive to think, the Ran family is here, she It won't fall."

"I think it is Miss Li who is innocent. Mingjing is the best at drawing wages from the bottom of the pot and using static brakes. She has not explained anything until now. This is not right. If something really happens, can Miss Zhao still protect us? ?"

   At the beginning, Li Jiaojiao told her that when something happened, Zhao Zhen would take care of her, so she dared to give it a shot.

   Now things are obviously wrong. She doesn't think that Zhao Zhen is bigger than Mingjing in Ran Tengxiao.

Li Jiaojiao became angry: "Zhao Zhen is the cousin of Lord Xiao. She grew up together and has an extraordinary relationship with Lord Xiao. Is it your turn to question? I wish you remember, you are a mouse crossing the street now, I pity you before I give it to you. You have this opportunity, you don't know what's good or bad."

   He hung up the phone immediately.

   Zhu Xiangxiang's eyes were dripping with light, and he cursed, "What the hell."

   On the other side, Li Jiaojiao who hung up the phone started to call Zhao Zhen's number, but couldn't get through.

  Since last night, Zhao Zhen has lost contact.

   She panicked, nothing happened to Zhao Zhen, right?

   Zhao Zhen was fine, but life was not easy.

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

   Zhao Zhen is going crazy.

   opened the door, and the two men in black at the door blocked her way with ruthless faces.

   "You are restricting my personal freedom and breaking the law, get out of my way."

   The two did not speak, but did not give in half a step.

   Zhao Zhen took out a knife and approached his neck: "Will you let it go?"

   "Miss Zhao, Lord Xiao has an invitation, let's go." Ye Jian lowered the window halfway, turned his head and said with a smile that was not a smile.

   Zhao Zhen grinded her teeth, and now even Ye Jian dares to disrespect her.

   After Zhao Zhen got in the car, he found that the car was not going to the Ranjia Manor, but to the Cultural Relics Research Institute.

   "Where's cousin?"

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

   This is the first time for Zhao Zhen to come to the Cultural Relics Research Institute. The yard is not big, and there are several cars parked. One car has the words Jiangzhou TV station written on it.

   Zhao Zhen became more and more confused. Ye Jian led her to a small road. At this time, a car drove in again. Zhao Zhen turned her head subconsciously, and saw Ming Jing walk down from the car.

   Zhao Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the hands hanging by his side clenched his fists slightly.

   Then Qu Feitai also walked down.

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

   Zhao Zhen saw a young man with gold wire glasses walking out quickly, followed by a group of people, which was enough to show that this person's status was not low.

   "Miss Der Spiegel, you are finally here, I have a request soon."

  The man is gentle and gentle, dressed in a straight suit and imposing, and speaks gentle and elegant, neither humble nor arrogant, giving people a great impression.

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

   Li Chengze raised his eyebrows and looked at Qu Feitai: "I have long admired your name, many of my friends are your fans."

  Qu Feitai's eyes were bright and he stretched out his hand: "Professor Li, I am your fan, and your columns and lectures have me lost."

   Li Chengze stretched out his hand, greeted a man, and smiled slightly: "That's my honor."

   Li Chengze made a gesture of invitation: "The two of you can come today, Xiaoshe Pengshenghui, please come inside."

   Qu Feitai is still curious about what the event is, and it is mysterious.

  Ding Jing nodded and smiled: "Professor Li is troublesome."

   Li Chengze blinked, "Those colleagues of mine are crazy, and I look forward to Haihan..."

   As soon as he finished speaking, there were screams one after another from behind, "Ah, ah, Mom, I have seen a real person, so beautiful, so beautiful..."

   "Mum woo woo, I've hit the real CP, and the golden boy and girl don't have such a good match."

  These young people have just heard the news, and they have not recovered from the shock, and they have met the goddess and goddess. This taste is too sour.

  Especially Mingjing, the outside world has attacked her with overwhelming insults, but she herself is so calm, there is a kind of Buddha nature in her, which makes people feel boundless warmth and peace of mind, and truly achieves the goal of not being happy with things and not feeling sorry for herself.

   Her face is more beautiful than a flower, her eyes are clear and bright, and the holy light of mercy flows.

  Behind her, there was a faint sunlight, casting a light golden light on her whole body.

   They haven't seen a real Bodhisattva, but probably, that's all.

   Such a beautiful person, are those people blind? It's not that I'm blind, it's that I didn't have eyes.

   (end of this chapter)