MTL - Master Quan Pets the Mysterious Wife-Chapter 76 reporter

   Chapter 76 Reporter

   This time, the interview location of Teijing Daily was specially selected in the border area of ​​the suburb of Tejing. This place was originally chosen by the editor-in-chief Su Yun himself.

  The news of the social page is set this year to understand the life of the bottom people in the capital, and more to dig out the customs of the earliest years of the capital.

  Because he believed in Su Yun's ability, the editor-in-chief handed over the plan to her a long time ago.

   She was the one who went home to get information this morning, so she handed over the matter here to a few colleagues. After listening to Su Pingbang's sparse explanation, she came back and found something new here.

   She took a taxi and came here. This is the place where some farmers and workers gathered in the early days of Dijing. Most of the residents were also old residents. Because the house prices were cheaper, there were also some migrant workers.

  The long-term population gathering has naturally formed an old and prosperous city like a city.

   Stepping on the concrete pavement, she went in along the alley. The nearby residential buildings are decades old, and you can see the peeling paint on the walls and the rust on the windows.

  The drainage ditches on both sides are exposed on the ground, exuding a foul smell from time to time.

After turning a few corners in the narrow alley, Su Yun quickly found his team. They had already set up the machine and waited at the entrance of a community. From a distance, a group of people wearing gray and white wide reporter uniforms could be seen. busy.

   "Sorry, I'm late." Su Yun apologized first.

   The other party was obviously taken aback. This was their first time working with an ace reporter. They originally thought that Su Yun would be a bit pretentious, but he didn't expect to be so modest.

   "Without Su Ji, we just arrived." One of the young boys said.

   "Put the machine away and go upstairs." Su Yun opened his mouth and instructed.

   A few people were stunned for a moment. Their plan was to photograph the most primitive life of residents in this urban area. Naturally, the current living conditions should be recorded from the community at the door.

   How did this suddenly change.

   "The family on the fourth floor upstairs, Yu Liang, you go up with me, and the miniature camera goes up."

   On the way here, she received a call from the editor-in-chief. The recent hot social news is the life of Li Wei, the bandit leader who attacked Leisure Villa.

   There are different opinions on whether the National Police Agency was negligent in the process of saving people, and there are more and more speculations on the Internet.

   Coincidentally, the place where they interviewed this time happened to be where Li Wei’s parents lived.

   "You guys go over there and continue recording, don't worry about it here, Ji Tian keep an eye on it, don't make any trouble."

   "Did you suddenly change the interview plan and report to the editor-in-chief?" Yu Liang was a little worried, but he obediently installed the miniature camera on his clothes.

   "Don't worry, I'll take care of it if something goes wrong."

  She is a reporter, and she has a kind of attachment to the truth, an incomparable attachment.

   She trusted her own feelings and knew there was too much for them to do.

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  The two entered through the dilapidated corridor. There were some cardboards and sundries piled up in the stairwell at the entrance of the corridor. It was very chaotic. The wires above their heads were exposed to the air.

   This kind of place has the most serious security risks. If something goes wrong, the people inside may not be able to escape.

   The two quickly went to the fourth floor. The corridor was full of various things. It was no problem for one person to pass, but it was still difficult for two people.

   After comparing the house numbers, she knocked on the iron door in front of her.

   "Who is it?" An old female voice came from inside.

  Su Yun didn't speak, the heavy footsteps kept coming, followed by the iron door being pulled open, revealing an old man with gray hair in her sight.

   "Hello, I'm a reporter from Dijing People's Daily. I want to know something about your son, Li Wei."

   The light in the old man's eyes flickered and quickly disappeared.

   "My son has been missing for many years."

   The old man's tone was helpless and sad.

   They are reclusive, and they don’t have any decent electrical appliances at home. The people who live here are working hard to make a living, and they don’t have much time to care about what’s on the news.

   "Old lady, who is it?" An even older male voice came from the room, with vicissitudes and heaviness in his voice.

   "It's a reporter, he said he wanted to ask about Xiaowei." The old lady turned back and said with difficulty.

   The old man in a black coat walked out soon, his steps seemed a little unsteady, his palms trembled slightly and weakly.

   "Let them in, I know what they're going to ask."

  Su Yun took Yu Liang into the room smoothly. Although it was a bit shabby and dark, it was cleaned.

  The old lady led them to sit down and brought two glasses of water.

   "You guys want to ask Xiaowei why he killed?"

   The old lady shook her hand and almost dropped the cup on the ground. She still didn't know about her son's murder.

How is this going?

   "I saw the news when I went out to buy groceries in the morning. I didn't expect you to come here so soon."

   "Sorry for disturbing you." Su Yun sincerely apologized.

  As a reporter, many of the most direct things I do are to sprinkle salt on other people's wounds.

   When their sons became like this, they felt the most pain in their hearts, but they had to face others to dig out this pain bit by bit and explain the process to others.

   Many times, she felt that the cruelty of this profession was no less than that of a mourner.

   "I want to know about the kidnapping of your grandson fifteen years ago, okay?"

  The old man's face was pale, and he seemed to be in great pain, his eyes couldn't help glowing red, and his palms couldn't stop shaking.

   "My grandson is very smart. He would recite a lot of Tang poems at the age of five. At that time, their family was very happy. Xiaowei was admitted to the civil service examination, and his daughter-in-law was also in the unit. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect..."

  The old man was heartbroken, and the old lady beside him couldn't stop wiping tears.

   "At that time, my grandson was kidnapped. We have already raised money. The policeman prevented us from paying the money on time. If the money could reach the kidnappers at that time, maybe my grandson would not have to die..."

  The old man stabbed in his eyes, as if he was caught in a memory.

   "The police didn't let you pay the money?" Su Yun asked cautiously.

   "Yes, they said they could bring my grandson back safely, but in the end, when he came back, he was covered in blood, and my daughter-in-law was covered in blood... all blood..."

   Yu Liang couldn't bear it. The death of his relatives was the hardest thing to accept, but he couldn't comfort him, so he could only take a tissue from his pocket and hand it over.

   "Later, the 1 million we raised disappeared. In the chaos, many people said that they were taken away by the police at the time. My son went to them, but was beaten all over."

   The last sentence struck Su Yun's heart like a thunderclap on the ground.

   She widened her eyes and asked a few more questions in a calm tone.

   In just an hour, her mood was like crossing a mountain.

  The two dragged downstairs with heavy steps, and Yu Liang was filled with righteous indignation.

   "We will immediately hand over this news to the editor-in-chief to send out, so that those **** will be punished!"

  Su Yun is very calm, "You are too excited now, you won't think so when your mood calms down."

   "Aren't you angry?"

   "I'm angry, but I have to be responsible for the news that comes out of my pen. Hearing can't be true, seeing can't be true, you have to remember." Su Yun stood at the entrance of the stairs.

   "We will visit for a while, and then write the manuscript after confirming. Remember, our pen is the most hurtful weapon."

   Innocent people cannot be harmed, nor can they let go of those who really do evil.

   Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year, and I will give you two updates. I love you. Congratulations on making a fortune in the new year. Good luck, red envelopes are flying all over the sky, and fortune is coming!

   (end of this chapter)