For reporters, making a report is like having a relationship. You have to devote yourself to the present, and the past is destined to be a memory. Xiangbei has been busy with the "lost orphan" report in Dongjin City these days, and has long left the matter of Luohe Village behind.

At the moment, this matter has begun to cool down, Xiangbei is still a little confused, and always feels that this matter has not come to an end, but all this is just speculation. All the departments of Hedong City have issued a notice and concluded the issue of all the arson case in Luohe Village. Just as most of the relevant people and netizens have a carnival feast, Xu Changlin got the due outcome.

However, no matter which side, there was no explanation for the deep-seated issues behind the arson case, as if the matter was over.

However, Xiangbei accidentally searched and found that the "Luohe Village Arson Case" had been included in several major search engine entries in China. No matter how you forget it, the Luohe Village incident will inevitably become a hot word on the Internet this year.

After finishing the report on "lost orphan", Xiangbei finally got idle. Although this leisure was only one or two days, his head, which was stuffed with various things, had a gap, and he had the urge to visit Luohe Village again.

Of course, he is not a naughty man. He is a man in his thirties, with a family, children, and his own life circle. Everything will never be as fulfilled as his student days. Xiangbei dared not put forward his thoughts to his leaders. He seemed to be able to hear Yu Chongming's subtext: "Xiangbei, do you think the pit I dug for me is not deep enough?!"

When Xiangbei saw it, he hoped that Yu Chongming would call him to the office and scold him fiercely. Everyone put their thoughts on the surface, which would make him feel at ease.

Since things have reached this point, no matter how you think about it, it is there. The only thing you can do now is to settle down first.

There are new things happening every day in the journalist's work. Today I am still interviewing a shocking case, and tomorrow I may attend the launching ceremony of a certain event. This is also the wonderful part of this industry - all the joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness will be exposed to.

It was true. At noon that day, Xiangbei had just finished his work and planned to have lunch. Yu Chongming called him to the office.

"There is another accident in Yushan. An economic dispute has occurred. One death and three injuries. You go and see it," Yu Chongming said in a hurry, "This is an emergency. You have to hurry over and go this afternoon! The vehicle has been arranged for you."

"Okay, Mr. Yu. But will I go alone?"

"You are an old comrade. This kind of interview should be no problem, right? If you really want to bring someone," Yu Chongming thought for a moment. "Zhang Zhiyao's manuscript of "lost orphan" last time was well done. It is worthy of being a student you brought out from Xiangbei, full of 'style style'. While the iron was hot, I arranged other interview arrangements for him. If it really didn't work, just bring Luo Fangyi."

Speaking of Zhang Zhiyao, Xiangbei thought about the situation of the last interview. He was about to explain to Yu Chongming, but he stopped talking. Now he said the situation at that time, it seems a bit too vilified. After all, he is still the person in charge of the main text team. But if he doesn't say anything, he thinks that this kid might cause something to happen one day. Forget it, everyone has their own fate. I told Zhang Zhiyao what he should say last time, and it's his own business.

Xiangbei walked out of the office, and his heart was filled with anxiety. What happened to Yu Chongming? Why did he suddenly think of me? You know, since the report of Luohe Village, the storm has happened, and he has been sitting on the bench for a long time. There is almost no important job in Xiangbei. Even when we meet in private, Yu Chongming sometimes ignores him and looks at him coldly.

I have to admit that no one, if he is in the workplace, would he not care about the leader's eyes? The job arranged by Yu Chongming made Xiangbei excited, as if he ignited his hope for his career.

The news is an order. Xiangbei did not think much. After reporting to his wife Zhou Xuecen, he hurriedly notified Luo Fangyi. Yushan City is located in the western part of Beijiang Province and is one of the cities with the worst economic level in the province. Taking "one" with it is a useful method in the literary world. It is not so much for rigor, but rather to leave some face for Yushan. The economic level of the entire Beijiang Province has decreased in sequence from the eastern coast to the western inland, like a national map.

Although the economic level is average, private lending is first-class in the province. In the urban area of ​​Yushan City, there is a distinctive "investment company" street. Each company has very simple equipment: a plaque and a door-head room, plus two or three staff members. However, their money-making ability is sufficient, ranging from tens of millions to hundreds of millions, and they are all savings absorbed from the public under the banner of high interest rates.

Xiangbei has long heard of this kind of thing. In Yushan alone, if a reporter has worked for ten or eight years, he will still have a slight understanding of the situation in the province, he will definitely be incompetent. He will be poor and rich, where the agriculture is good and the industry is strong, where there are customs and favors, where there are good restaurants and hotels, the old reporters of Beijiang Evening News are all very familiar with each other. Everyone even joked that it would be better to edit the food, drink and entertainment in Beijiang Province into a book and publish it, and maybe even make a profit. However, in a few years, the sleeping master Dianping Meituan and others have emerged like bamboo shoots after a rain. It can be seen that practice has produced true knowledge.

It takes four hours to take the expressway from Hedong to Yushan, and it is almost evening when the two of them arrive. It is impossible to eat and rest at this critical moment. Even if you delay ten minutes, you may miss the best time to report.

"You must write a manuscript tonight, otherwise you will not be able to submit it." Xiangbei reminded. Even an old reporter, every interview is like a nirvana, painful and enjoyable!

The two rushed to the investment company where the incident occurred and contacted an insider.

The two of them were busy all the time, and another explosive news came out on the other side: Xu Changlin is dead!

In Beijiang Evening News, the first person to know about this was Luo Fangyi, which was revealed by his brother Luo Yuchen. In fact, many news news also adhere to a rule: county officials are not as good as being in charge now. Sometimes, an emergency occurs in a certain place, and the first person to know about this is not the newspaper of the Propaganda Department, but the public security and fire departments.

Luo Fangyi's first reaction when he heard this news was, Brother, you weren't kidding me.

It's true.

"Since the Luohe Village case has not yet entered the public prosecution stage, Xu Changlin has been detained in a detention center during this period. This morning, the police confirmed that Xu Changlin died in a very strange way: tearing the sheet into a long strip and tied it to the head of the bed, then wrapping the other end of the strip around his neck, suffocating to death."

"What about the cause of death? Have you investigated?"

Luo Yuchen said: "From the scene, there is a high possibility of suicide, but the specific cause of death is still under investigation. By the way, this matter is still in a confidential state, so don't spread it."

Luo Fangyi said: "I know, brother. Just."

"Just what?"

"It's just that the master doesn't know what his mood will be. What he wants to investigate may never have an answer."

"Uh" Luo Yuchen wanted to speak but stopped on the other end of the phone.

"What's wrong? Brother."

"In fact, there are some investigation and interrogation files that we have interrogated him before."

"Then keep checking."

"The case file has been sealed, and now the person is dead. How do you think you will investigate? Now everyone is worried about how to deal with Xu Changlin's death. Once it is announced to the public, it may be the headline of national attention. Girl, what are you good suggestions?"

"I don't understand this either, why don't I ask the master?"

"I'm afraid he will expose this." Luo Yuchen felt that it was inappropriate to tell his sister about this.

"Master is not that kind of person, don't worry, brother." In fact, any promise is not absolute. Besides, Luo Fangyi has only known Xiangbei for a month, but Luo Fangyi feels willing to make this promise for him.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Fangyi was also thinking about how to speak to Xiangbei? Now is the critical period of this economic dispute interview. If he told him the news of Xu Changlin's death, can he still be at ease in Yushan?

It was not until the second midnight that Xiangbei wrote the manuscript for the day and sent it back to the report agency that Luo Fangyi decided to tell him.

"Master, are you asleep? I want to talk to you." Luo Fangyi sent Xiangbei a WeChat message.

Xiangbei was a little surprised. It was already so late. Besides, today's interview was so tiring. Is there anything I can't say about it tomorrow?!

"I can't even open my eyes. Luo, if you are not in a hurry, I'll talk about it tomorrow?"

"Uh, just a few words, Master"

Luo Fangyi knocked on the door of the north and stood in the corridor and said, "Master, there is something I just heard about. I think I should tell you." Luo Fangyi was still a little hesitant.

"Huh?" Xiangbei almost couldn't open his eyes and sent the manuscript back to the report agency. He felt relieved. At this time, the happiest thing was to put on a quilt and have a big sleep.

"Uh Xuchanglin is dead"

"What?" Xiangbei was a little surprised, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"I heard about it today, it should have committed suicide."

Xiangbei was stunned. He recalled the experience of squatting at Xuchanglin's doorstep that night. In fact, from Xuchanglin's resistance at that time, it can be seen that he was very scared in his heart, and the root of this fear may be the desire for life. How could a person who is afraid of death like this commit suicide? Besides, even if the final sentence is final, he should not be guilty. But why did he choose to commit suicide now?

"Is it your brother who told you? Is the news accurate?"

“It should be reliable.”

Looking north, your arm against the door frame, and pondered for a long time, "Xiao Luo, I think I still have to go to Luohe Village."

"Master, we have just taken over this usury case," said Luo Fangyi. "My brother wants me to ask you, how do you think you will deal with this matter?"

"Do you mean to make the news public?"

"right."

"From a work perspective, I definitely hope to make it public. This is another big news after all. However, from your brother's perspective, it is definitely not suitable to make it public." Xiangbei pondered for a while, "I think the cause of Xuchanglin's death has not been found out yet, so that the matter can be reduced again and again, so that this matter can be settled for a while. However, it is definitely impossible to cover it. In this society, there is no airtight wall."
Chapter completed!