One Hundred and Eleven: The Flower Snitch (11)

Jiang Pengji looked coldly at the series of comments on the live broadcast screen and the countless big rewards, mostly hoping that she would help those innocent women who were implicated, which made her smile in her heart, but at the same time she was a little silent.

It's so fun to watch the excitement, and treat the pain of others as entertainment, but the sympathy and actions shown afterwards are not completely hypocritical, and more than half of them are mixed with sincerity... Really, a group of contradictory people.

Jiang Pengji did not respond to the audience, but looked at Wei Yuan with great interest.

It is estimated that the wife has already started to think wildly, thinking that she knows about his scandal.

Although she did know, according to her previous behavior, this matter can actually be turned around.

She took a step forward, and the two teeth of the clogs under her feet kicked the artificial "zongzi" away, forcing it to turn over.

She asked softly, "How does sir plan to deal with this villain?"

At this time, Wei Yuan's face had turned black, as if he was at the zero point of the explosion, and it could explode with just a slight touch.

"If you kill the dog to feed it, do you still keep it to harm people?"

Wei Yuan replied subconsciously, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that his tone was full of ferocity, which was quite different from his usual expression.

As for the reporter?

Hehe, if this matter is reported to the authorities, it will be tantamount to announcing the scandal of his family to the world, and he will lose face.

When the "servant" who was tied into rice dumplings and gagged heard this, she curled up on the ground and whined loudly, as if she was begging for mercy.

"It's a good way to kill and feed the dog."

Jiang Pengji smiled slightly, Feng Jin and Qi Guanrang at the side cast her scrutinizing gazes.

The former quickly realized that after seeing Jiang Pengji's ruthless methods, he never expected the other party to be kind and magnanimous.

And the latter Qi Guanrang was astonished and curious.

Shouldn't a pampered and pampered son be indecisive, and even talk about the benevolence of women all day long?

However, this painting style is different. Not only is he not benevolent, but he has a shocking indifference and hostility.

"However, the student came here tonight just for this, please forgive me and leave him alone for the time being." Jiang Pengji apologized, and with Wei Yuan's suspicious eyes, she formally explained, "Tonight, the student and my father are having a drink in the Yingchun Building , I happened to bump into a sweeping woman who bullied the lady in the building, I didn't care much at first, but the more the students looked at it, the more they felt that there was something strange about that woman..."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Wait, it looks like I heard something very powerful?

If his ears heard correctly, the boy said that he and his father Liu She...

This father and son have a drink in a place like a brothel?

Qi Guanrang also felt that his three views had been forcibly refreshed.

What kind of place do father and son go together?

Your circle is really chaotic.

Jiang Pengji didn't care about the strange gazes of these two, anyway Liu She was responsible for everything.

"...The students followed along curiously for a while, but they saw a great show of transforming into a living person. A woman with gray hair on the sideburns, after taking off her clothes one by one, suddenly turned into a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

I wanted to leave, but accidentally disturbed the other party, and in the end I had no choice but to capture the other party. After curious inquiries, I learned a shocking truth. Because of this, the students had to offend Mr. and climb over the wall in the middle of the night. If they wait until tomorrow, I'm afraid..."

Jiang Pengji simplified the process and beautified the torture as "inquiry", which didn't sound bloody at all.

After speaking, she took out a small roll of bamboo slips that she had obtained earlier, and presented it to Wei Yuan.

"According to what the students know, these two men are not the only ones who mingled in other people's backyards. But why did they do this? Maybe it was to avoid arrest by the government. These people should be from Meng County, Cangzhou. Sneak into the river."

Jiang Pengji looked businesslike, and she almost told Wei Yuan that she didn't know anything about the mess in his backyard.

Of course, this is an obvious fig leaf.

Although it is useless, it is better to cover than not to cover.

Wei Yuan took the bamboo slips and looked at them, his expression changed from anger at the beginning to

Then livid, and finally silence.

Even though he was silent, the suppressed flame in his heart was far stronger than before.

"These insects!"

After a long time, Wei Yuan, with an almost pale face, knocked out the bamboo slips in his hand.

Jiang Pengji kept her eyes on her nose, her nose and her heart, and she didn't have the slightest intention of getting up to pick up the booklet.

Where is this serious brochure?

It is clearly the "great feats" of those guys!

On a certain day of a certain year, a certain woman or a woman in a boudoir, pretending to be a woman, trying to find a way to infiltrate this family, and achieve her goal bit by bit with great patience. It will not only describe the woman's appearance, age, figure, and skin texture, but also complacently write down her personal feelings after she succeeded, and summarize the pros and cons of this operation by the way.

Of course, these contents even summarize personal experience, how to make the victimized women dare not speak out, or coax them to have sex with him many times, and occasionally mock the male owner of the house for not being able to satisfy the woman, and praise himself by the way.

However, these are not the point, the point is the identity of these women!

Thirty percent were ordinary women from Meng County in Cangzhou or women who had been widowed in the early years, and the remaining seventy percent were concubines of rich businessmen, gentry, poor families, and even unmarried girls.

What's more, Wei Yuan even saw classmates and acquaintances from this booklet.

Thinking of such absurd things happening in the backyard of an acquaintance far away in Meng County, Cangzhou, besides being angry, I felt a little sympathy.

The only good thing is that he didn't see the content of his backyard on it, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to look up in front of the students.

"These people were originally in Meng County, Cangzhou. They acted arrogantly, and their methods of committing crimes were very familiar. It can be seen that it was not once or twice."

Jokes, if you are not proficient, you will not be able to write such a concise after-the-fact testimonial.

On the other side, Qi Guanrang had already picked up the booklet, and took a rough look at it.

After Wei Yuan calmed down, he frowned and said, "If the content is true, the secret hidden in it must be astonishing."

Jiang Pengji snorted, "It's not only astonishingly simple? Looking at this booklet, what are the materials and techniques used to make the bamboo slips? What do you discover? Looking at the handwriting on it, although it's not the work of everyone, you can still see the solid basic skills. It’s not hard study and practice, how can they have such skills? Besides, these families are all celebrities in Meng County, Cangzhou. The backyard is not as thick as an iron bucket, but it is not something that ordinary servants can mix in. Unmarried women, women in deep houses, Where can low-level servants easily come into contact with?"

Wei Yuan didn't make a sound, Qi Guan asked him to sit upright, gently shaking the feather fan in his hand, his cold eyes glowed with a little light.

Everyone already understood in their hearts that these insects that wandered around other people's backyards for pleasure and abused women had a lot of origins!

To be more precise, the leader who led these people to do evil has an extraordinary status. (To be continued.)