Taoist Live: Family members must believe in science

"How could it be? I don't have any job either. I've been busy all day."

After hearing the Taoist priest's words, Shi Kuan's eyes flashed a glimmer of happiness, but it was quickly covered up.

Qu Qingfeng tapped the table with his fingers, smiled while talking, and changed the topic.

"I heard that this girl committed suicide some time ago, what a young life, what a pity."

The president was about to reach out to pick up the teacup in front of him, but when he heard this sentence, his movements suddenly froze.

He suddenly raised his head to look at Qu Qingfeng, with surprise and fear in his eyes.

Afterwards, he pretended to be okay, and gently took a sip from his teacup.

"Really? That's really pathetic."

Shi Kuan's hand, which was hidden under the table, trembled slightly.

He also put on a regretful expression on his face, as if he really didn't know anything about this matter.

"Yeah, I heard that she was forced to commit suicide, and I don't know who killed her, have you found them now?"

With a look of righteous indignation on the boy's face, he spoke.

Before Shi Kuan could express his opinion, Qu Qingfeng spoke angrily again, saying that if those girls were caught, they would be severely punished.

He also said that if those people were met by him, he would definitely beat them up first, and then turn them over to the police station and hand them over to justice.

"Hehe, I really admire the chivalrous heart of the Taoist priest."

"But that girl committed suicide by jumping off a building, so there shouldn't be anyone who would harm her."

"Those public opinions are nothing more than some good people fanning the flames."

Hearing Qu Qingfeng's first words, the president's eyebrows jumped violently, and he grabbed the edge of the table uncontrollably with one hand.

From now on, every time the boy said a word, the president's expression became ugly.

The hand that was tightly grasping the edge of the table was already bruised and slightly purple.

But the president was still unaware, staring at Qu Qingfeng who was sitting in front of him.

It wasn't until just now that he interrupted Qu Qingfeng's words, but he didn't realize that he had made a slip of the tongue at all.

Hearing that the president said that the girl committed suicide by jumping off a building, Qu Qingfeng became more and more sure of his guess.

Just now he only told Shi Kuan that the girl committed suicide, but he didn't say how.

But Kuan blurted out directly, saying that the girl committed suicide by jumping off a building, and I didn't use other methods.

This is already very suspicious.

In addition, he has been trying his best to deny the young man's words, and seems to want Qu Qingfeng's approval. The girl just committed suicide by jumping off the building, and there is no external factor.

Judging from all the signs, there is definitely a great relationship between the president and the girl's suicide by jumping off the building.

It is even possible that a large part of the reason for the girl's suicide is also because of this president.

"The president is right. These are just folk rumors. It's the poor reaction of the poor."

"The Daoist leader is admirable, but he has only cultivated all the year round and has never been involved in the world."

"The president praised it absurdly. Speaking out for injustice in the world is what people of my generation should do."

The two were polite to each other for a while, and then fell silent in a very tacit understanding.

Qu Qingfeng and Shi Kuan sat opposite each other, quietly sipping the tea in their cups without saying a word.

Perhaps it was the strange atmosphere of silence around, which made the already guilty president a little uncomfortable.

His eyes were erratic, and he would check the time on the computer next to him from time to time.

Qu Qingfeng, who was sitting across from him, was sipping tea leisurely, showing no intention of getting up and leaving.

The young man knew in his heart that there would be no gain if he sat down any longer.

It is impossible for this president, who is as cunning as an old fox, to provide him with any useful information.

But he doesn't plan to leave just yet.

He is waiting for someone, waiting for an opportunity, and at the same time, he also wants to put a little more psychological pressure on the old fox opposite, so that you can relax when you ask him for a question next time.

Time passed by, and the new tea on the table gradually became cold.

Shi Kuan couldn't sit still anymore, he wanted to open his mouth to drive people away several times, but he seemed to be jealous of something, before he could speak, he closed his mouth again.

Qu Qingfeng, who sat leisurely on the chair, tapped his fingers on the table, pretending to appreciate the layout of the room, and kept staring at the young man in a corner outside.

After a while, the young man stood up and walked out.

It looked like he was going to the bathroom.

When the young man walked out of the gate of the newspaper office, Qu Qingfeng also stood up.

Noticing Qu Qingfeng's actions, the president's eyes flashed with joy.

"Thank you for the warm hospitality of the president, and the poor will not bother you."

"Is the Taoist priest leaving so soon? I want to treat the Taoist priest to a light meal."

"No need, thank you for your kindness, I will take my leave."

Shi Kuan tried to persuade Qu Qingfeng to stay for a while, and finally sent him out of the gate of the newspaper in person.

Seeing Qu Qingfeng's figure disappear at the entrance of the corridor, the president subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the empty desk in the office with a meaningful look in his eyes.

After coming out of the newspaper office, Qu Qingfeng did not leave immediately, but turned to a dead corner at the entrance of the corridor.

The situation here cannot be seen from the gate of the newspaper office, but the entire corridor can be seen clearly from here.

At the end of the corridor is a public restroom.

After waiting quietly for a while, Qu Qingfeng saw the young man approaching from a distance.

When the young man was almost in front of him, the young man stepped forward.

"Excuse me, sir, can I hold you up for a few minutes?"

When the young man heard the question, he stopped and turned to look at Qu Qingfeng.

"Aren't you the Taoist priest that Xiao Yuan brought here?"

"Of course, you can tell me something."

The young man froze for a moment, then spoke directly.

"Mr. He, I wonder if you know the girl in the photo?"

Qu Qingfeng took out the photo from his pocket again and asked with a smile.

The young man in front of him is He Qing, a colleague of Lin Mang, and the relationship between the two is also very good.

After Lin Mang's accident, this He Qing visited him several times at home.

Now when He Qing saw Qu Qingfeng took out this photo, he froze in place.

After a while, he murmured.

"I persuaded him that if he can't do this, there will be retribution, but he doesn't listen."

He Qing's voice was very soft, as if he was very tired.

Qu Qingfeng put away the photo, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Mr. He doesn't have to be too sad. No one wants to see things like this."

"All we can do now is try to help him as much as possible."

Hearing Qu Qingfeng's words, the young man sighed, nodded and said.

"The woman in the photo is called Huang Xiyao, and she is an outdated third-rate female singer."

A look of reminiscence appeared on the face of the young man, and he told the whole thing slowly.