My imagination has come true

Chapter 444 Same

Now that the inspection department had been alarmed, Mu Qingyun put the thief aside for the time being.

In today's world, no matter how light the wind passes without leaving a trace, it is as fast as a flying arrow, and it can't dodge a bullet. Even if it can dodge a bullet, isn't there still a rocket launcher waiting behind?

She saw that senior Zhang's strength had weakened, and he was no longer as brave as before. As long as he didn't turn his martial arts practice into a cultivator, he probably wouldn't make any big troubles in his life.

Besides, how can a person with a family be chic and at ease?

Mu Qingyun's news is not as well-informed as Li Xunzhe's, but her news is more delicate. There are many things that neighbors and folks would not say to an inspector, but they would not avoid a little girl with curious eyes.

Senior Zhang's grandson, Zhang Fan, has been in poor health since he was a child. In order to make him healthy, the senior also worked hard for him since he was a child, and taught him exercises.

This time, Zhang Fan could have completely avoided the car accident, but he was very brave. He saw a pregnant woman standing by the side of the road. If he dodged, the pregnant woman would be dodged, so he rushed to save the other party. , was hit by himself.

People who drive are not ordinary people. In this era, private cars are not flooded. If you can drive a car, you must have a wealthy family.

This driver was the driver of Bu Lian, a wealthy businessman who came from Guangcheng to visit his relatives.

Bu Lian was very polite and apologized. He seemed very responsible, but Mu Qingyun didn't even have to go to the scene. He only listened to the news from all parties, and what Bu Lian himself said, so he knew that the driver was not a driver, but Brian himself.

The big boss said that the driver was dazzled and thought he was driving on the water, and turned the steering wheel in a moment of anxiety. Seeing something bad, he mistakenly mistook the accelerator for the brake, which caused a catastrophe.

That's a good point, and maybe that's what happened.

But as soon as the accident happened, the driver entered the inspection department. How did Bu Lian know all the actions and thoughts of the driver at that time?
Except for the driver, who knows what the driver is thinking at that moment?

He also kept saying that he fell asleep and was woken up by the screams around him when the accident happened.

Mu Qingyun sighed inwardly.

Zhang Jingsong is not an ordinary person, he is not only a master, but also a serious Jiang Hu, his eyesight will only be better than his own.

Bu Lian's mouth is full of loopholes, can he not hear it?
The car accident happened in public, on the bustling streets of Xiong County, not in a remote suburb, or in the middle of the night.

At that time, there were not many onlookers, but there were old ladies selling popsicles by the roadside and pregnant women rescued by Zhang Fan.

With so many people here, who is driving the car?How could you not see it!
But everyone's confession was the same, they all said that the driver was driving, only the pregnant woman said that she was frightened, didn't see anything clearly, didn't know anything, and didn't say a word.

Mu Qingyun knew that Bu Lian must have used tricks.

She suddenly missed the era when surveillance was everywhere. Back then, she was considered a majority of the opposition to surveillance.

Countless cameras are placed in every corner. Ordinary people are fine, but Mu Qingyun is particularly sensitive. These cameras are like pairs of eyes, making her feel like being closely watched every moment, which is very uncomfortable.

She has nothing to do, and she can't help but want to complain.

So does Joe.

However, Mr. Qiao is very double-standard. He hates monitoring, but he always wants to install positioning and monitoring on himself and Teacher Xiaofang. He keeps track of the health status of his loved ones anytime, anywhere.

Teacher Xiao Fang almost used his three-inch tongue to death, and only then succeeded in dispelling Mr. Qiao's terrible desire to control, which even benefited Mu Qingyun.

Amitabha, good is good!

If it was Mu Qingyun, she felt that she was really overwhelmed.

The enemy's hostility is easy to deal with, and at worst, it's just a desperate fight, but if it comes from a friend's constant flood of concern, even if it is overwhelmed, she can't bear to refuse too much, lest she make her friend sad.

In this world, she was born with few relatives and sympathy. Some people did many outrageous actions because they cared about her safety. How could she not want to?

Every time he struggled with Mr. Qiao's desire to control, Mu Qingyun wished that there would be no such technology as 'monitoring' in the world!
But now that something happened, she couldn't help thinking, if only more cameras could be installed, it would allow young girls not to be afraid to go out in the middle of the night, and eat supper wherever they want.

This thing can purify the atmosphere of the society. I dare not say that it can eradicate malice. After all, it makes it easier for people's hearts to turn to good and reject evil.

Mu Qingyun didn't pay much attention to staring at Zhang Jingsong. There were a few times when she thought coldly—so what if he killed the culprit?

In this world, mammals basically do not eat their own kind, except humans.

With Zhang Jingsong's lightness, in this era when there are no cameras everywhere, is it difficult for him to kill someone?
He can even cause a person to die quietly in a large court, not to mention others, even he himself does not know when he is in the Palace of Hades until he dies.

The inspection department will have nothing to do with Zhang Jingsong.

To say that a centenarian is the murderer, the evidence must be convincing, especially since the identity of this old man is so unusual.

If this case really happened, it would definitely not be closed by the inspection department with just a confession.

Coincidentally, within a few days, this Bu Lian actually appeared on the campus of No. [-] Middle School.

He donated a computer room and ten computers to No.[-] Middle School.

This is not the future, there is not even an Internet cafe nowadays, it is called a computer room, and computers are not accessible to ordinary people. The principal is very happy, and the students are also very excited.

As a student representative, Mu Qingyun silently followed the other student representatives in school uniform, watching the young girl present flowers to Boss Bu.

Boss Bu hung the flowers and was very moved, so he began to give a speech with great enthusiasm.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Zhang Jingsong.

Mu Qingyun turned around silently, walked up to old senior Zhang and stood still. After a few days of seeing each other, his face had more wrinkles, his hair was whiter, his figure was more stooped, and he even seemed to have lost a few kilograms.

"Are these people talking as long as foot wraps? It's too ugly."

Zhang Jingsong smiled, "The speeches I listened to back then were truly touching. A few words will be remembered forever."

"Mu Xiaomen of Baiyunmen once gave a speech, just in front of the mountain gate, and said to all his fellow martial arts practitioners, we don't carry out coffin-carrying expeditions. In the land of the Ming Dynasty, there is no need to use coffins. Where are the ashes scattered? Where is the hometown, if you go underground, you are not afraid that no one will make out."

"He also said, take a step ahead, don't be dazed by the predecessors, and forget about the people who came after."

"Then, he left behind a young disciple who was only six and a half years old and couldn't even speak together to look after the house, and brought all the disciples of Baiyunmen down the mountain."

Zhang Jingsong suddenly shed two lines of tears.

(End of this chapter)