Chapter 253: Do you remember the ideals of those years?

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The place where Tang Yuan lived was rented, just in the slums of Heijie District, not far from the previous Qi Lin's house.
In a bungalow with an area of ​​more than 30 square meters, two large and worn bookcases occupy a whole wall in the north, single beds are placed on the east side, and some kitchen utensils for quick meals are provided. There is a desk with a computer on it and some materials.
The whole room was very dirty and messy, smelly socks, dirty clothes were everywhere, and there was no floor on the ground. It was the style of bare cement. It was all stains and smoke marks.
Baby Zhao looked at the environment inside the house, frowning and asking, "How are you mixed? How can you live in such a place?"
Tang Yuan was stunned, and had an inferiority complex. He felt that Zhao Bao looked down on him, and immediately said, "I want to live in a villa, but I don't have a good father."
"I didn't mean that." Zhao Bao looked at Tang Yuan's eyes and instantly thought of himself after being ruined because of a bit of a mental disability because of his speech two days ago, he immediately spoke back to make up: "I mean , At your school level, why do n’t you have to live in a better apartment? Are you still here? "
Tang Yuan sat in a chair in front of the computer, with a helpless smile on his face and replied: "Can the school be the same as society? When I was in school, the old tile of the contracting canteen was a relative of the director, and gave us pig food all day. I was angry and casually wrote something in the school newspaper to attack him. At that time, he was also praised by the principal. But when I stepped into the society, everything was different. I wrote a relief department. Immediately was put in to squat for half a year. Ha ha, the school allows questions, but the society does not. "
Zhao Bao walked back and forth in the hall for a few steps, and he could hear it in his words. Tang Yuan was dissatisfied with his current situation and the whole environment.
"Drink some water?" Tang Yuan asked with an electric kettle.
"OK." Zhao Bao nodded and asked curiously: "You didn't have a relationship?"
"Two people in this room before, I went in, and then came out, leaving our brother alone." Tang Yuan responded with a dull tone.
"On what platform can you see what you write now?" Zhao Bao asked again.
"They are all small platforms, and the domain name is changed in three days, fearing being caught." Tang Yuan boiled the water, and his words were like a middle-aged man in his fifties: "The local shop is not very concerned. It ’s more, but fortunately you can write whatever you want.

On the fact that Tang Yuan and Zhao Bao are of the same age, the two of them are standing together at this moment for outsiders to see. It is possible that other people mistakenly think that they are fathers and sons.
Tang Yuan's temples have a little white hair, and his face is sallow and moustache. The whole body is blessed, and the dressing has nothing to do with the two words. The whole person looks like a middle-aged man in his forties. Men are similar.
On the other hand, Zhao Bao, the little pink suit is meticulous, his hair is covered with shiny wax, and a random watch and a jewelry ring are all on his body. That may be more valuable than Tang Yuan ’s risk of being caught and writing a one-year manuscript.
Zhao Bao narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Yuan, and asked softly, "Do you still insist on this situation?"
Tang Yuan bowed his head and remained silent for more than ten seconds before he sighed and said, "Actually, I just want to tell the truth."
Zhao Bao was startled.
Tang Yuan looked up at Zhao Bao, and immediately added in a ridiculous tone: "Because I am willing to tell lies now, there is no unit willing to ask me."
"Haha." Zhao Bao laughed at the words; "Interesting."
"You have to live, you have to eat." Tang Yuan scratched his head.
"You come to me to do it, I will open a column for you alone." Zhao Bao looked at Tang Yuan and said suddenly.
Tang Yuan was stunned for a long time, and immediately waved his hand: "I can't publish what I wrote on your webcast."
"I'm the editor-in-chief, I said it would work."
"Zhao Bao, you don't need to pull this egg." Tang Yuan gently persuaded: "Your dad won't let you pull this one."
Zhao Bao looked at Tang Yuan with a smile, and did not persuade him deeply: "You come to me to open a column, let's talk about it later. In this way, you first show me the information of the eight children who were suffocated. "
"Row."
Tang Yuan nodded and opened the computer.
"Yo, is there a net in this place?" Zhao Bao asked.
"No, it's a network card." Tang Yuan Yaoya explained: "A third of my manuscript fee is contributed to it."
Zhao Bao looked at Tang Yuan's back and said nothing.
After a few minutes, Tang Yuan opened a folder with the mouse and turned it over to find a large number of photos before zooming in one by one: "When I arrived, I was a little late, and the people who were defending by then had passed. They are not allowed to take pictures close, so I can only stand in the distance and pull the focus to take a closer shot, but fortunately, the distance is not far, and you can still see it clearly. "
Zhao Bao narrowed his eyes and looked at the computer screen. When he saw the dead children in the van, he was stunned.
Tang Yuan pointed at the computer screen: "Did you see the chains of chains handcuffed and handcuffed by the children? This is because they were forcibly tied by traffickers."
"Isn't anyone in charge?" Zhao Bao looked at the child in the photo and the sergeant with a blank expression in amazement. He was very shocked.
"I asked someone to ask, the United Defense made a note, and buried it and pulled it up. It has not been checked at all." Tang Yuan looked at the screen and shook his head. no point."
Zhao Bao looked at the photo with astonishment, and after a long moment, he asked, "Xiaoyuan, do you have a clue about this?"
"Do you really want to get it?" Tang Yuan asked with a frown.
"... I have been studying hard in the cold window for ten years, in order to sit in the office and make garbage?" Zhao Bao said softly: "I want to follow this case."
Tang Yuan observed Zhao Bao sideways, and found that his expression was still the same as he was at school, and then he grinned: "It's okay to fix this case with you, but you have to give money."
"You offer!" Zhao Baohao replied boldly.
"One thousand, after all, you have money, hehe ~ EbookFREE.me ~ little things." Zhao Bao pointed to the screen: "Pass me the photo."
"Hello, boss!" Tang Yuan Yaoya smiled and reached out to operate.
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The other end.
Pei Deyong sat at home, and after a long while, he lowered his head and dialed Yuan Ke's number.
"Hello? Brother Pei!"
"You give me another 10%, and I will play the medicine line with you." Pei Deyong said in a low voice.
Yuan Ke stunned: "Brother Pei, tell you the truth ...!"
"Xiao Ke, I'll do it with you, Qin Yu's attention is all on me, and you have time and space to shop in Jiangnan. I want you to be more successful, right?" I asked a question.
Yuan Ke was silent for a while: "Okay, just do what you said."