[comprehensive] accumulated gold and bone

Ukyo managed to survive the bombardment of the reporters and struggled out, besides the crowd outside the courthouse was Yachen who was waiting by the car door.

Fengdou and the others left early after fully realizing Fushou's shamelessness and ability. Yachen thought that Ukyo lost the lawsuit and lost to Fushou again, and his mood would be depressed, so he waited here.

Unexpectedly, that kind of confusion and paranoia has dissipated from You Jing. He walked over with a briefcase in his hands, gently adjusted his glasses that were not crooked, and said calmly and firmly——

"I decided to move out of the house."

Yachen was stunned.

You Jing has always acted as the mother of a large family. As a lawyer, he has always done a peaceful and orderly job. He would rather cut his salary and get off work on time to cook dinner for his family.

At this moment, You Jing proposed to leave, although his seriousness and dedication to the lawsuit was close to fanatical state during this period, which made Yachen feel abnormal and disturbed, it was too sudden for him to say it out of hand.

"Where? Why?"

More than suddenly, Yachen felt that Youjing had given up on life.

"I have no idea where to go."

Ukyo calmly answered uncertain words.

"In order to concentrate on studying and figure out how I lost so badly."

Yachen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "So it's for rich reward?"

"He is just an introduction. I think I like the profession of lawyer far more than what I have shown in the past ten years." You Jing was not ashamed to be teased, "It's just that the teacher who brought me into the profession asserted from the beginning that I could not be the top, and I also If you believe so, be content with your duty.”

"Then you mean that taking care of the younger brothers is a forced act?" Ya Chen asked sharply.

"No, of course not, I am happy to take care of them, and I will miss them even if I leave."

You Jing guessed that the brothers probably wouldn't understand.

"I thought, the teacher said that I can't be the top. After a few setbacks, I thought he was right. I hid in my comfort zone and resigned myself to mediocrity... But even if he said good things, I can't be below the top." Not mediocrity by any means. A rich pay can get a murderer acquitted, and I might reduce her sentence by ten years, 15 years."

"Do you regard rich rewards as the benchmark for top?"

"Brother, I'm thirty this year." Ukyo sighed, looked into Yachen's eyes and said, "When I was young, I was not aggressive, but when I was young, I wanted to know how much I could do under the top. "

Ya Chen can understand his feelings, and even if he disagrees, You Jingdu has made up his mind.

Yachen felt emotional in his heart, and after passing through thousands of words, he could only say one sentence in the end: "Come on, I hope you get what you want."

"Ah."

"Well, why didn't 'Top Lawyer' come out?" Yachen felt uncomfortable with the atmosphere, and changed the subject, "You and the defendant have both come out, and he hasn't been seen yet. The trusted reporters outside are waiting crazy for him."

"On the bright side, he should have aroused public outrage and was assassinated."

Having said that, Ukyo intends to search for it.

Yachen went back home and announced the news to his younger brothers. Asahina's house was expected to have a big earthquake.

You Jing came to look for him with the mentality of giving it a try, but he really found that Fucho was secretly smoking in the stairwell by the side door.

But the previous two times he was sleepy and stood up, and this time the sentence was over, perhaps with a slack in his breath, and he sat on the fourth step of the stairs, with his long legs stretched, leaning against the dusty handrail , the cigarette in his hand was not lit, and his eyes were focused on the back of his hand through the lens.

Fu Chou unconsciously stared at those scars that were about to be healed for a long time.

"Why are you still here?"

Fu pays no attention, You Jing doesn't think he can understand this man's mind, so he doesn't mind him not answering.

Ukyo was a little surprised. Usually, he was photographed by his rich aura and sophisticated demeanor. Most people didn't pay attention to his age. Looking at his juvenile skeleton now, his real age seems to be less mature than he appears on the surface.

Finally, Fu Chou got up, brushed the dust off his clothes and said, "Don't let the defeated dog dangle in front of my eyes."

Ukyo is almost used to Fuzuo's thorny speaking style all the time.

"That's the attitude when you take advantage of people."

"So what?" Fuchou put the cigarette back in the case and walked out, "I will neither say sorry nor thank you. I will take advantage of your poor brain, and I don't think it is easy to use it."

"..."

Completely disgusted.

"Hey."

Fuchao stopped: "So what?"

He's not a nice guy, but he's an inspiring and learning lawyer.

"Can I be your assistant?"

"..." Was he dumbfounded by the blow?

Fufu has always fought alone, and that proposal was just a tactic, so Liangliang replied: "It will only be valid during the trial."

"If you insist on this." You Jing actually felt a little bit of fun from the rich you coming and going, "I will contact the police to initiate a retrial and extend the trial time."

Fu Fu has never been afraid of matters in court: "I will accompany you to the end."

There were more reporters outside this gate than at the main gate. You Jing was not sure if Fu Zou knew about it, so he didn't remind him.

Sure enough, Ukyo followed slowly, and all he saw was the impatient Fucho dealing with the reporter with a fake smile on his face.

Accidents always happened suddenly, there was a commotion outside the crowd, and the wall-like reporters panicked to forge a wide road.

Coming from the end of the crowd was a man carrying a paint bucket with red eyes.

"Scumbag lawyer! Defend a murderer!"

The goal is clearly to get rich.

He rushed very fast, and his hands had the tendency to splash.

You Jing reacted fairly quickly, and the distance was relatively close, and he stepped forward to pull away the stupefied Fu Zhao.

However, the paint is in a liquid state, no more dodging than a solid one. A bucket full of bright red liquid hit the ground impartially and splashed red spots all over his body, not to mention You Jing, who suffered a part of the disaster from the front.

Fuchou was surprised by Youjing's actions, but at the same time he did not forget to take out his mobile phone to take pictures of the perpetrator.

The man was still talking nonsense, scolding Fufu and Youjing.

"You actually protect this scumbag!"

You Jing moved a step sideways, stood in front of Fu Chou, and said, "I don't want your family to be ruined!"

"..."

Fuchou just got a little moved, You Jing blocked the camera, he didn't take pictures, he didn't bother to pursue the man who fled while the media's attention was on him, and didn't make any money, he looked for the bus stop sign and went back to his own property.

After walking halfway, Fuchou noticed that his glasses had been thrown off during the commotion just now.

Anyway, it's plain glasses, rich pay is nothing more than wearing them to look good, and he usually relies on contact lenses, both of which are used to make his face less annoying, he never puts too much effort into it, the world has hindered precedents in the past.

After finding the station, Fuchao waited among a group of aunts who had returned from victory in the vegetable market, but he hadn't waited for his own bus.

But when the bus of the aunts arrived, even though they didn't know the value of fighting for the first place, they rushed forward, and Fuchao was almost pushed into the bus.

When he came back to his senses, the contact lenses that were always dry and unwearable also fell off, and Fuchou's eyes were blurred.

First it was red paint, and now the glasses are lost one after another. An extraordinary victory ushered in a short-term Mercury retrograde for Fuchou.

After asking for help, it was unrealistic to visually inspect the ancient grandfather. Fuchou vaguely saw a black thing on the driveway a few steps ahead. He brought care solution with him, so maybe he could rescue it.

The signal light turned from green to yellow, Fuchou walked over and squatted down to pick it up.

But it was a piece of blackened chewing gum.

Fu Cho was in a daze when a car suddenly stopped less than ten centimeters in front of him.

It's already a red light.

Before Fuchao could apologize, the rear window lowered, revealing the man's handsome face, his red eyes were calm and peaceful, and he asked sincerely, "Do you need help?"

The half-squatting Fucho withdrew his hand picking up the chewing gum and looked up at him.

In fact, he was right to be worried.

He has a pair of extremely charming blue-green pupils, slightly absent-minded, more quiet and ignorant, and a bit of the melancholy unique to teenagers. When the pupils meet the light sunlight, they are gentle and quiet, as if containing the clouds and mist of Cangshan Mountain, so the white lips Color is not only not cold at this time, but it is particularly soft-hearted.

The other party was startled, and asked again: "You look very bad, are you okay?"

Unable to see this man's appearance clearly, Fu Chou saw his car clearly and thought it was a fat sheep... no, a rich young master.

"Thank you, I'm fine." Fuchou stood up slowly, "It's you, if you don't drive away, you will be violating Article 56 of Chapter Four of the Road Traffic Safety Law."

"..."

Meeting by chance, the other party stopped talking and asked the driver to start the car.

"What's your name?" Fufu asked before closing the car window.

"Akashi Seijuro." Akashi pressed the car window and leaned towards him, his voice was quiet, "What about you?"

The driver winked and slowed down.

Fuchao walked back to the sidewalk without saying a word.

Watching the car go a few meters at a turtle speed, something dramatic happened.

The old man who was silently waiting for the bus behind Fuchou quickly rushed to the front of the slow luxury car. At the same time, he sprinkled a bag of leeks in his hand to the sky, landed beautifully, and lay down in front of the wheel.

"..."

Seeing the road is rough, take a detour, and the rich reward slips away.

Fuchao went back the same way, trying to at least find a plain mirror, and took out his mobile phone to dial a number.

"Whose information do you want?"

The voice of Kiyogoshi Enoda boy came through the microphone.

"Akashi Seijuro."

"OK, I'll send it to you now." There was a sound of typing on the keyboard, "Hey, I want to ask you something."

"Question offsets intelligence fee."

Enoda completely convinced him.

"Row."

"You ask."

"My father is not a good bird, how can you guarantee that he will not attack you?"

"With you here."

"My face is blushing." Enoda believed him to be a ghost.

"I installed something in the Internet cafe you often go to, and the activation effect is similar to that of my house."

Enoda is smart, and almost immediately understood that that thing is probably commonly known as a remote bomb.

If Senator Enokida acts rashly, even if Enokida survives by chance, and the clues arranged by Fuzuo point to Enokada, Senator Enokada will not be willing to have his only son become a wanted bomber.

Enoda was still in shock, but Fukuo spoke again.

"In addition to the reward from your father, plus the salary from the lawsuit, from Jinguji and Narita, the housing insurance is a surprise, and it has entered the account five times."

"You will be killed by the boss sooner or later."

"I'm leaving soon."

Enoda looked forward to death: "How fast?"

"Offend all the rich people in Tokyo, very quickly."