Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

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After hearing Jing Xinglan's narration, Xu Weixin, who was still smiling and about to go downstairs to treat Qiao Jing to a light meal, suddenly changed his face.

He took a deep breath, but knowing that the newspaper office was full of people, he didn't show too much emotion, but asked in a low voice, "Is Mr. Qiao okay?"

Jing Xinglan said indifferently: "It's okay, it's just that he almost died."

Xu Weixin:! ! ! !

This class can't go on at all.

To be honest, with regard to Qiao Jing's safety, apart from Jing Xinglan, Xu Weixin must be the one who most hopes that he will be safe.Because in the past year, his novel column has been flourishing, which has driven the sales of "Dongfang Beijing News" up. If there is no accident, Xu Weixin will basically succeed the retiring president next month and become the next newspaper office. Boss now.

At this critical juncture, no one can have an accident, Qiao Jing!

Xu Weixin was already wondering if it was the person the vice president was looking for, but he knew his colleague, and knew that although the other party was a little hypocritical and flattering, he would never have the guts to do so.

The man was sitting on the seat, his face changed unpredictably for a moment, and he almost bit off the cigar in his mouth, but he didn't realize that there was a mistake in the link, which made people know Yan Heqing's true identity.

"Editor Xu," Jing Xinglan knew that Xu Weixin definitely didn't leak the secret on purpose, but the scene just now made him feel extremely bad, so his tone of voice was also very cold, "I'm afraid, this is not the time for you to be in a daze, is it?"

Xu Weixin paused.

He stood up abruptly, went to the other side of the newspaper office and picked up his nephew who was still working with a dazed expression on his face. He turned to Jing Xinglan and said, "Mr. Jing, let's discuss it in detail downstairs."

Downstairs of the newspaper office, garden restaurant.

Qiao Jing was still sitting in the old seat, but he was wearing a coat that Jing Xinglan had just bought from the street.

It's not because he's watched too many American dramas, it's just that he wants to help Qiao Jing cover up the blood on his body.

Fortunately, Qiao Jing was already wearing a student uniform today. Even though the black Chinese tunic was soaked in blood, it was hard to see any traces.It's just that when Xu Weixin sat down, the vague smell of blood still penetrated into his nose through the air, which immediately made the already serious expression on the man's face even more ugly.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Qiao," he clenched his ten fingers on the table slightly, and said guiltily, "Are... are you okay?"

Qiao Jing nodded: "It's okay."

Xu Xiaoming next to him hadn't figured out the situation until now, he stared blankly at Xu Weixin: "Uncle, what happened?"

"I still want to ask you," Xu Weixin asked sullenly, "Usually you are responsible for contacting Mr. Qiao to get manuscripts and so on. Tell me the truth, did you tell anyone else about his identity?"

Xu Xiaoming cried out: "How could I do this! Let's not mention uncle, you gave me so much advice back then, am I, Xu Xiaoming, that kind of person?"

Xu Weixin shouted: "Then tell me, why did Mr. Qiao encounter a killer on the way home today?"

Xu Xiaoming was dumbfounded.

"Kill...kill what?" He turned his head to look at Qiao Jing in disbelief, probably wanting to get an answer from the young man, "Does anyone want to kill Teacher Qiao?"

Qiao Jing didn't speak, but Xu Xiaoming had already seen the answer from his calm expression.

"How is it possible..." He slumped on the seat and began to stutter, "But, I really didn't tell anyone! And you know, uncle, I always said that Mr. Qiao belonged to my girlfriend's family People, every time I come to pick up manuscripts, no one will doubt it, how can I be discovered suddenly?"

There was a moment of silence at the dinner table.

Not to mention Xu Xiaoming himself, even Qiao Jing didn't understand, what went wrong?

After a while, Xu Weixin sighed: "Forget it, the matter has come to this point, we can only think about what to do next." He said, looking up at Qiao Jing, "Mr. You haven’t finished your studies yet, right? In fact, under the management of President Wen, the interior of Jingluo University is already considered the safest place in the whole city. If it’s really not possible, why don’t you agree to his invitation and stay on as a teacher after graduation? ?”

Qiao Jing asked in surprise, "When did Principal Wen invite me?"

Hearing this, Xu Weixin was taken aback for a moment.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Xu Xiaoming who was sitting beside him with his eyes wide open, his face turned blue with anger:

"Sure enough, you bastard did a good job! Tell me, where did you send that letter!?"

Xu Xiaoming said with trembling lips: "I just stuffed it under the courtyard door! But after knocking on the door for a long time, I thought everyone in the family had gone out, so I left after stuffing the letter. But I went to Teacher Qiao's house so It's been many times, and I haven't drunk, so it's impossible to admit my mistake!"

After all, Jing Xinglan started a company, and he has more experience. When he heard this, he immediately understood:

"You are being followed."

He looked at Xu Xiaoming who was panicked, and only asked one question: "Did everyone in the newspaper know when Principal Wen sent the letter?"

Xu Xiaoming nodded.

Speaking of this, Xu Weixin certainly understood.He rested his forehead and let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth and said, "Sure enough, there are moles in the newspaper office! These bastards who are blind to money...I will investigate this matter thoroughly when I get back!"

Jing Xinglan ignored his anger, but pondered for a moment, and asked calmly: "Then, in your newspaper, are there any employees who have suddenly resigned recently? Those who are critical, and those who have asked colleagues around for money?"

When he said this, Xu Xiaoming immediately thought of one: "Yes! Fan Shide, who is sitting in front of me, asked me to borrow money two days ago!"

Jing Xinglan nodded and stood up from her seat.

The three people sitting in the seats looked up at him at the same time, and Xu Xiaoming asked stupidly, "Mr. Jing, what are you going to do?"

Jing Xinglan dropped two words: "Arrest."

After he finished speaking, he strode out of the restaurant.

Several people were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that they hurriedly followed his footsteps.

Inside the "Dongfang Beijing News" newspaper office.

Fan Shide is thin and skinny, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but he doesn't seem to have the slightest awareness of his obscene temperament, and he still wants to pretend to be "upper class". of kelp.

Ever since Xu Weixin and Jing Xinglan went downstairs, Fan Shide, who was sitting in his seat, became absent-minded.

Because he is guilty.

Fan Shide has always been jealous of Xu Xiaoming's good luck. Every time Xu Xiaoming sorted out Qiao Jing's manuscript and handed it to Xu Weixin for review, his eyes would turn red with jealousy while he fantasized in his heart that if he was Yan Heqing's How nice it would be to edit.

This jealousy reached its peak when he knew that Wen Chunqiu had actually sent a letter to their newspaper because of Yan Heqing.

Not long after Xu Xiaoming went out to deliver the letter, Fan Shide used the excuse that he was not feeling well to squat in the toilet, but in fact he turned out through the window of the toilet, followed Xu Xiaoming all the way to Qiao Jing's house, and watched Xu Xiaoming knock on the door several times without success. The man responded, finally stuffed the letter under the door and left.

Fan Shide was hiding behind a tree at that time, his heart almost jumped out of his throat——

He knew that his chance to make a fortune had come!

How many people in the society want Yan Heqing's life, even offering high rewards, no one knows better than Fan Shide who works in the newspaper.After Xu Xiaoming left, he lay down on the ground and used a tree branch to take out the letter bit by bit through the crack of the door—because the gate of the courtyard was very wide at this time, and Fan Shide almost didn't have to spend much effort to get the letter out. Got it.

But even though he had the letter as evidence and knew Yan Heqing's address, Fan Shide still had a problem:

He is timid.

Therefore, this letter has been held in his hands for several months. If it wasn't for the fact that he lost a large sum of money in a bet, he wouldn't have the courage to go to Yuan San Ma Si to make a deal.

Fan Shide knew very well what kind of person Yuan San Ma Si was. Although they gave him a large sum of money, which not only relieved his urgent need, but even had a lot of surplus, it also meant that Yan Heqing would soon become a An unknown corpse in a ditch outside the city.

For the past few days, Fan Shide has been restless no matter whether he is at home or at the newspaper office. The more he thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes, and it even affects his mental state, completely turning into a neurotic who trembles at the slightest sign of trouble.

And when Jing Xinglan grabbed his shoulder from behind, he even jumped up from his seat, raised his hands high, and shouted in collapse: "I was wrong! I was wrong!"

Xu Weixin who originally wanted to ask whether he betrayed Qiao Jing: "..."

Well, this person is not calling himself.

In the end, Fan Shide was naturally fired from the newspaper, and was also sent to the Public Security Bureau for being suspected of being an accomplice. It is estimated that he will be locked up for at least a year and a half before he is released. In this era, human feelings are far greater than the law, although Jing Xinglan has everything He didn't say anything, but the magistrate who came to receive them just glanced at him, and immediately showed a look of awe as if facing his superior, and directly sentenced Mr. Fan Shide to the maximum limit of the crimes he committed. , Xu Weixin couldn't help being speechless with his respectful attitude.

After coming out of the bureau, Jing Xinglan saw the old black car parked at the door at a glance.

Qiao Jing was sitting on the back seat, turning his head and looking in another direction in a daze.

It is estimated that the previous experience made him still have some lingering fears. Qiao Jing, as the party involved, said less than usual along the way, and would stare at something in a daze at every turn, showing a somewhat dazed look, looking De Jing Xinglan felt distressed and resentful.

So he didn't let Qiao Jing go in with them at all, and let the young man sit in the car and have a good rest.

"Editor Xu," the man stood at the door with a cold tone, "the city may be a little unsettled in the next period of time, remember to remind everyone in the newspaper office to control their words and deeds, and don't worry about it on the way to and from get off work. Take the path."

He hooked the corner of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes:

"Those rats and cockroaches hiding in the gutters, it's time to clean them up."