My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 261 Ninety percent
After lunch, while Lin Haitang was resting at home, Meng Lang took out a stack of materials.

"what is this?"

"Some criminal evidence of that Hu Dazhi."

"what?"

Lin Haitang picked up the files and flipped through them. The more she read, the weirder her expression became.

"What do you call this?"

Organizing associations, forging documents, occupation, violent collection, illegal detention, seriously injuring others, threats, intimidation, forced women, drug trafficking...

There are probably more than [-] pieces of criminal evidence listed above.

With so much evidence, this is the rhythm to make people sit in prison, right?

What resentment what?
"It's like this, do you remember the two friends who helped out at the bar last time?

I have some grudges with this Hu Dazhi, and it just so happens that they have some criminal evidence about the other party... Knowing that you are a lawyer, please let me help you find you and consult the relevant legal provisions first.

You know, I'm only half a bucket of water, and I'm sure I can't handle this kind of thing. "

friend?Feud?
Is there such a coincidence?
You and the band have just been threatened by Hu Dazhi and his party to terminate their work in the bar, and then you told me that Hu Dazhi might be going in?
In addition, this guy always has a way to get some incredible information.

Thinking about it a little bit...

Lin Haitang looked at Meng Lang strangely, not knowing what he was thinking of, his eyes drooped slightly, and his voice seemed to unconsciously lower and soften a lot.

"Actually...you don't have to..."

"You know that I'm a timid person. Before Hu Dazhi and his group left, they made harsh words to make me look good, and they knew they were going to kill me. Do you think I can just let it go? That's not my style!

Lawyer Lin, don't be shy, get him with the maximum sentence! "

Lin Haitang: "..."

I thought you were angry at the crown, but I didn't expect you to strike first?
"Lawyer Lin, what's wrong with you? By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

"Well... nothing..."

Meng Lang left a boring job and left 1103 contentedly.

It is convenient to have many friends.

Hmm... persecutory paranoia is also very convenient...

……

"Huh? What is this?"

Yan Weiwei came out of the room with a seaweed mask on her face.

Seeing that Lin Haitang was flipping through the stack of documents in his hand, he couldn't help but wonder.

"It's nothing, I just got a job temporarily."

Lin Haitang rubbed the space between her brows a little annoyed.

What's wrong with me recently, I always think about some messy things in my mind, sober up, Lawyer Lin!

"Today is Sunday, Haitang, you are working too hard, right? Take a break once in a while!" Yan Weiwei collapsed on the sofa without any image.

"Do you think that everyone just waits for others to send money to your door just like you..."

"How can you say that, I'm working hard too, don't you see that I'm wearing a mask to maintain my youthful vigor like a girl? Is it easy to be a woman?"

Lin Haitang glanced at her, then squinted and turned to the next page of the document in his hand.

"Really? Then, for your girlish youthful vigor, can you go to bed a little earlier tonight?

Do you know what kind of horror style it is to be awakened by the repressed laughter of the next door in a quiet environment at two o'clock in the middle of the night?

If it weren't for the sound insulation of our anti-theft door, the neighbors might have to hire Taoist priests! "

"Uh..." Yan Weiwei suddenly showed a look of embarrassment, and said in a low voice.

"I'm obviously very restrained. I blame Brother Teng for being too funny. I really can't hold back...Okay, okay, I won't stay up late in the future."

Seeing that Lin Haitang was too lazy to talk to her, she tore off her mask and approached with a serious face.

"Haitang, I'm serious, seeing you all working so hard, my long-lost blood has boiled again!
I have already decided, I also want to fight for my own happy life! "

"Huh?" Lin Haitang finally raised her head and looked at her suspiciously.

"What fight?"

"I've decided! Go to the mountaineering meeting!" Yan Weiwei's eyes were firm.

"Mountain Climbing? Just some kind of martial arts tournament that you've been reluctant to go to?" Lin Haitang asked suspiciously.

"Haven't you always hated participating in this kind of martial arts competition? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"It's not that Fan Shigang, I was really annoyed by him, how can I say that guy helped a lot at the bar last time..."

"You are not such a person who changes your mind easily." Lin Haitang interrupted her.

In high school, they got along day and night, and the two knew each other quite well. Yan Weiwei is so stubborn that it is difficult for her to change her mind on things she has already decided.

Not to mention that Fan Shigang just got a little bit of a slap in the face, even if he was beaten and fractured, this guy probably gave an extra bank card when he gave the fruit basket at most...

"This..." Yan Weiwei unconsciously avoided Lin Haitang's scrutiny.

"It's just... It's just a gentleman's agreement with my old man." She finally pouted and said.

"What kind of gentleman's agreement?"

"If I can reach the summit at this mountaineering meeting, he will give me another three years."

"Three years..." Lin Haitang was stunned.

Obviously, she was not ignorant of Yan Weiwei and her family's affairs, so she asked directly.

"Then how sure are you?"

Yan Weiwei immediately smiled and held her head high, her face full of collagen written with confidence.

"Nine percent!"

……

12pm.

"Crack!"

After returning home, Meng Lang closed the door of the study room and locked it. Then he walked to the bookshelf and took out a book with a dark blue cover.

On the cover of the dark blue book is a magnificent sea landscape painting.

In the distance is a small island with a towering mountain in the middle of the island.

And a round of rising sun on the sea, just behind the mountain peak, the horizon at the intersection of the sea and the sky rises...

"The style of painting this time seems quite normal."

When Meng Lang saw the sun now, he instinctively thought of "mushrooms", but after looking at it for a long time, he was sure that this was not the oil painting technique that seemed to melt the world last time, but a normal high-definition photo.

Everything looks normal.

At least that's the case with the cover.

Meng Lang looked at the title of the book again.

"Shan Hai Jing"

"The title of this book...there is Meng's Spring and Autumn Annals before it, and the Classic of Mountains and Seas after it. The time point is getting longer and longer...

In the past, it was a combination of Chinese and Western styles, but now you are planning to take the retro route? "

Meng Lang complained in his heart, and turned the pages of the book...

[I originally thought that my journey should be the sea of ​​stars, not the world of smoke and dust, mountains and seas of the mundane world.

However, it turns out that I didn't have the luck to change my fate against the sky, but I got a disease targeted by the whole world...

On the third day after the apocalypse disappeared, Yan Weiwei embarked on a journey to Zhongnan Mountain.

She said that she would try her best to pursue her ideals and happiness just like us.

It's a pity that she only ranked No.9 in that mountaineering meeting...]

(End of this chapter)