District 9

In the emergency room of the police station hospital, a middle-aged doctor opened the door and walked out. He took off his mask and shook his head and said, "The injury was too serious and the hospital was not delivered in time. I'm sorry. We tried our best."

Qin Yu and others were speechless upon hearing this.

"Doctor, I beg you, please think of a way... He is only in his twenties... Save him...!" Zhao Bao collapsed, grabbed the doctor's arm, and was about to kneel down.

"Snapped!"

The doctor gave Zhao Bao a hand and said in a hoarse voice: "He doesn't have much time. If he has something to say to you, please go in."

…

In the emergency room full of disinfectant and the smell of blood, Tang Yuan was lying on the bed, his blind eyes closed, his expression quiet.

Zhao Bao wanted to look at him, but was afraid of looking at him. He slumped down beside the bed and stretched out his hand to hold his wrist.

"Baozi... After I was chopped, the landlord heard the sound and entered the house... But he dared to call me, but he didn't dare to send me to the hospital." Tang Yuan's arms trembled: "I begged him... he I don’t dare, but...but I don’t blame him.”

Zhao Bao laid his head on the operating table and cried, choked with sobs and unable to speak.

"When I was in prison, my girlfriend came to see me for the last time... We had a fight. She called me sick and said that I was obsessed with digging up sensitive news. That was a sign of depression, and I was deliberately fighting against the environment to gain existence. Feeling..." Tang Yuan closed his eyes tightly and shed bloody tears: "Baozi, do you think I am sick, or is this society sick?"

"Xiao Yuan, I shouldn't have asked you to do this together."

"Don't regret it, really don't regret it." Tang Yuan slowly raised his hand, put it on Zhao Bao's face and said, "I...I never feel that I did anything wrong...Brother, if one day you are in this industry, If you can't hold on anymore, then I wish you a happy family and good health to your relatives and friends. But if... you still want to go on, then please take my ideals with you..."

When Zhao Bao heard this, his head buzzed.

Tang Yuan's right arm drooped and his head turned instantly.

"Tang Yuan!!!"

Zhao Bao roared hysterically, but he could never wake up his friend who had been sleeping forever.

…

Two hours later.

Minister Zhao rushed to the police station hospital in his unit's car. As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw Lin Nianlei: "Where is Xiaobao?"

"He...he is in the morgue." Lin Nianlei whispered back.

"Thank you, Leilei." Minister Zhao already knew the general story on the phone, so he said gratefully to Lin Nianlei.

"Uncle Zhao, Xiaobao may be in a mood..." Lin Nianlei warned him.

"I'll go check on him." Minister Zhao replied and walked towards the stairs with a slightly panicked expression.

Ten minutes later.

Minister Zhao reached out and pushed open the door of the morgue, and saw Zhao Bao sitting blankly on the tile floor, staring blankly at the morgue.

Minister Zhao followed his son's gaze, and when he saw Tang Yuan's miserable condition, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He was scared, and he thought for a moment, what if it was his son who was lying on the morgue today?

…

In an apartment in the city.

Pei Deyong stood up with a shocked expression: "What did you say? That other young reporter is the son of the director of the webcast station?"

"Yes, I checked based on that car. It is the son of Zhao Xun, the head of the news department of the online broadcast station." A young man standing next to the sofa nodded and narrated: "His name is Zhao Bao, and he just returned to District 9 some time ago. , currently serves as the chief editor of the legal column of the Ministry of Information."

When Pei Deyong heard this, his expression suddenly became serious: "What the hell? Why did the minister's son suddenly investigate us?"

"Is it possible that the child is fooling around?" Xu Yang asked.

"No, absolutely not." Pei Deyong made his judgment without hesitation, because in the eyes of a person like him, the ultimate goal of any struggle is to focus on interests, so he does not believe in any ideals. Such a childish thing as responsibility.

"you mean……?"

"There is no conflict between me and this minister?!" Pei Deyong thought for a long time and said in confusion: "Why did he suddenly want to mess with me?"

"Information Department, Zhao Xun?" Yang Nan touched his beard and suddenly added carelessly: "Isn't this the leader of the online broadcast station who punished Wu Wensheng? I heard others mentioned it."

Pei Deyong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately clapped his thigh and replied: "Yes! I also remembered that Zhao Xun cooperated with the superintendent to take down Wu Wensheng."

Xu Yang frowned and said nothing.

"The key to the problem has been found." Pei Deyong thought for a long time: "Zhao Xun suddenly attacked me, maybe because of Qin Yu."

"It would be easy for others to handle, but it's hard to handle the son of a media boss." Yang Nan said feeling a little troubled.

"Didn't the guy you killed tell me where the video was?" Pei Deyong asked.

Yang Nan shook his head: "These stupid cultural people have very hard bones. I chopped off his eyes and he didn't even bite them."

Pei Deyong stood up, walked around the same spot and said, "Prepare a lot of money, otherwise it will be difficult to pass this level."

…

After Tang Yuan failed to revive, Qin Yu and others had already left the hospital. Because Zhao Bao was obviously in a bad mood, he could not discuss the details of the case for the time being. Therefore, there was no need for them to accompany him. They could only wait for Zhao Bao to calm down before taking the initiative to come to the superintendent to explain the situation.

In the office area of ​​the first team, Qin Yu looked at the old cat with some confusion and asked: "Why do you think Zhao Bao stabbed Pei Deyong's lung tube when he had nothing to do?"

"Who knows this?" Old Cat was also a little puzzled.

"Whether it will poke Pei Deyong's lung tube or not, we won't say yet." Zhu Wei sat on the table and added with a speechless expression: "Let's just say, since Zhao Bao wants to report the case, why didn't he come to us? Why? ?!”

Qin Yu looked up at Zhu Wei and replied after a long silence: "Maybe in Zhao Bao's eyes, we and Pei Deyong are the same."

"It's possible." Old Cat nodded.

"...This bastard Pei Deyong really spared no effort in his attack." Qin Yu stepped in with a cold face and said: "You just want revenge, so is it necessary to cut off his eyes and make his hands useless?"

"It's time to establish your authority." Zhu Wei sighed: "If he doesn't deal with it more harshly this time, then in the future, reporters who want to make money will have to make secret visits?"

"Wait for Zhao Bao, I will definitely get him." Qin Yu replied in a low voice.

…

night.

Minister Zhao was sitting at home and received a call from a friend: "Hello?"

"Lao Pei from Nanyang wants to meet you. Do you have time?" the friend asked bluntly.

Minister Zhao thought about it for a long time: "Yes, you can ask him to go downstairs to the online broadcast station."

"okay, I get it."

"that is it."

After the words fell, the two ended the call.