I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

The beggar who woke up was still blank, and his hands were still shackled.

"You still have the face to ask what's wrong. You are suspected of deliberately injuring, defrauding property, and kidnapping children. If you have something to say, go back to the police station and talk about it."

"I..." The beggar glanced at Jiang Siming and understood everything at once.

"It's all you killed! I'm going to kill you!" The beggar roared, and Jiang Siming lost all of a good game.

If you don't agree, you will kill Jiang Siming, which makes everyone convinced again that this is really a bad guy!

How could the police let him do what he wanted, and unceremoniously twisted him into the police car.

"Thank you sir, thank you for breaking such a terrible case for us!"

"You're welcome, I also have to thank you for being wise, you didn't act like they did, and arrested people indiscriminately." Jiang Siming shook hands with each other happily.

The leader of the police smiled, and instead said to passers-by: "You have misunderstood this gentleman and this lady. Don't see anything in the future. You must have evidence. Don't three people become tigers."

After being educated by the police in public, the surrounding passers-by showed awkward expressions, but no one dared to talk back. The facts proved that they were wrong.

The police said a few more polite words to Jiang Siming, and wanted Jiang Siming to go to the police station to record a statement and give him a bonus for solving the case.

But Jiang Siming politely refused, and the police did not want to annoy the legendary hypnotist, so they left, and Jiang Siming avoided the trouble of recording a confession.

Except for the beggar, Qian Xiaojia was the most upset.

He wanted to find a reason to shut down the broadcast from the moment the beggar told the truth, not wanting Jiang Siming to **** fans back.

But Sun Youcai gave him a death order and was not allowed to shut down the broadcast.

Qian Xiaojia could only continue broadcasting honestly, and at the same time he felt like Beep Dog.

He wanted to take this opportunity to stigmatize Jiang Siming, but he didn't expect that things would turn around too badly. Not only did he not smelt, but instead made Jiang Siming gain more fans.

Many viewers threatened to ask Qian Xiaojia to apologize after watching, because Qian Xiaojia did his best to mock Jiang Siming before.

"Sorry Myojin."

"Qian Xiaojia can't compare you, come out and apologize!"

"I almost misunderstood my idol, I really deserve to die."

"You guys who know the wind, I despise you!"

"Tsk tsk, how are you different from those passersby, Myojin said it well, you stupid people!"

"I admit that I was wrong, and never see the wind or rain again, but Qian Xiaojia should apologize too!"

.....

How could Qian Xiaojia, who was originally upset, apologize to everyone, and the matter was over, he just found a reason and shut down the broadcast.

This made Zhao Xuan, who was also watching the live broadcast, completely stunned.

"Notify all shareholders, the day after tomorrow to hold a general meeting of shareholders, I want to thoroughly clean the moths on the platform!"

Zhao Xuanhan said to the secretary to go down. She had long seen Qian Xiaojia, an anchor who relied on a brokerage company to get it up, very upset.

In the past, because other shareholders blocked and supported it, she had to open her eyes and close her eyes.

Now, when Qian Xiaojia dared to treat her man like this, Zhao Xuan came up with a quick temper.

The female secretary honestly went to inform, and at the same time expressed sympathy for the anchors. In two days, their good days will come to an end.

The male beggar was taken away by the police, and the poor little beggar was also taken away by the police. They will naturally take care of him, so they don't need to worry about them.

Seeing that the matter was not to be seen, I was educated by the police. The people around me chose to be ostriches and left.

He didn't dare to look at Jiang Siming at all, for fear that the Lord would say something heartbreaking.

They were still able to resist and dismiss it.

Now... let's forget it... Li is on this master now...

The crowd dispersed, Jiang Siming turned around and said to Yin Zhijuu: "Okay, the truth is out, shall we go back?"

"Yeah." Yin Zhirou nodded happily.

At the same time, she was also very grateful that she chose to believe in Jiang Siming, otherwise she would die ashamed.

"Friendship degree +65! Current preference degree: 95 (base +30), a random red shard is awarded."

95 points of favorability, this is the girl Jiang Siming has met with the shortest time to get along with the fastest increase in favorability.

Since the favorability is so high, the girl understands what she wants, and it seems a bit inappropriate to stay so far away from her girl.

So Jiang Siming immediately walked to Yin Zhirou, and took the initiative to hold the other's jade hand.

Jiang Siming didn't feel it when Yin Zhirou shook her hand just now when she was fighting the beggar.

Only then did I realize that Yin Zhirou's hands are particularly beautiful, she often plays the piano, her fingers are slender, soft and boneless, and her grip is silky smooth, Jiang Siming can't bear to let go.

Yin Zhirou's face was super red, but she did not resist, and obediently let Jiang Siming hold hands, her face was full of shy happiness.

"I'll take you home first?" Jiang Siming said with a smile, a high degree of affection is good, just start it casually.

"Hmm..." Yin Zhi nodded softly like a mosquito.

As soon as it sounds, Jiang Siming's care is full of blood.

The two of them walked all the way to Yin Zhirou's residential area. The place was small and there was no normal security guard.

Jiang Siming can't worry about letting Yin Zhirou live in such a place, and will have to tell her about this later.

All the way to Yin Zhirou's nest, one room and one living room, very simple and very clean, even a pair of shoes are neatly arranged.

"My house is very small, you sit first, and I will pour you some water." Yin Zhirou was actually very nervous when leading a man to her house for the first time.

"Why do you live in this kind of place, do you go to a private school and pay very little?" Jiang Siming asked in confusion.

It stands to reason that anyone with a higher salary would not live in such a simple room.

"A lot, more than thirty thousand a month." Yin Zhirou brought a glass of water over and took the initiative to sit next to Jiang Siming.

"Why do you want to live in such a place for more than thirty thousand a month?" Jiang Siming was puzzled.

Yin Zhirou smiled bitterly and said, "Because all my money has to be used to cure diseases and buy medicine."

Jiang Siming slapped his thigh and almost forgot it!

In fact, Yin Zhirou's salary is quite high, but it is a pity that the drugs for treating her heart disease cost at least 90% every month.

Each box of those medicines cost thousands of them, and I have to go to physical examination and review every month, and do various CTs.

With all the money spent on it, Yin Zhirou's life is naturally a lot harder.

"Then your family won't help you?" Jiang Siming asked.

At home, Yin Zhirou looked quite lonely.

"My mother loves me very much, but she passed away two years ago, and my dad married another. Both of them thought I was a cumbersome, so just ignore me."

"Damn! Your father is really a talent!" Jiang Siming heard the fire, how could a father dislike his daughter, who is still such an excellent daughter.

Yin Zhirou smiled and said, "I'm used to it. He was not too much when my mother was there. He didn't want to spend money for me as soon as my mother was away."

Jiang Siming stroked Yin Zhirou's back with some sympathy, and said, "Don't worry, there will be me in the future. I am your man."

Such a straightforward and somewhat ‘dirty’ expression made Yin Zhirou’s face flushed, and she didn’t know whether she should be moved or embarrassed.

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