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Le Jing walked out of the prison door and was almost blinded by a dazzling flash of light. He covered his eyes and heard cheers coming from all directions.

Someone rushed up and hugged him, and he almost punched him - if he hadn't heard who the owner of the voice was - Yang Jinglun hugged him excitedly, his voice hoarse: "Great, they will take you Release him!" Then his editor took his hand and raised it, shouting: "Justice will prevail! Justice will prevail!"

Accompanied by the hot flashing lights, there were echoes from the surrounding mountains and tsunamis: "Justice will win! Justice will win!"

The policeman guarding the door was so frightened by the deafening shouts that he quickly got into the house and couldn't get out.

Several people rushed up and surrounded them, "Hello, Mr. Night Watchman, I am a reporter from Chaoyang Daily. Can I interview you?"

"I am a reporter from the Peking Evening News. How do you feel about your imprisonment this time?"

"This is "Gongyi Bao", may I ask..."

Le Jing:……

Yang Jinglun leaned into his ear and whispered: "These are the reporters who have spoken out for Mr. in the newspaper these days. They have also contributed a lot to his release from prison. I would like you to answer their questions." "

Le Jing couldn't help but look at Yang Jinglun in surprise. It seemed that his editor had stirred up a lot of trouble during the past few days when he was in jail. He was still regretting that he had been imprisoned for too short a time and that the situation might not have developed much. But now it seems that his editor has given him an unexpected surprise. However, his true face has also been exposed, and he may not be able to keep a low profile in the future.

He coughed, and even without looking in the mirror he knew how bad he looked now. Although the jailer had tried his best to take care of him, the dark, damp and dirty environment of the prison was undoubtedly not suitable for human life. Normal people would get sick if they stayed there for a long time, not to mention Le Jing's poor health. Under the torture of these days, Le Jing first coughed and then developed a low fever. He estimated that he would soon become seriously ill.

However, this miserable and sick appearance is undoubtedly a good gimmick for the current situation.

"Thank you for your concern and help these days. It is precisely because of you who are not afraid of power and dare to uphold justice and justice that I can keep my faith and persevere until now. I would like to thank you all. !" After saying this, Le Jing bowed deeply to the people in front of him.

"You're welcome, this is what we should do!"

"Yes! It is illegal for the police to arrest you. We must have zero tolerance for such illegal incidents!"

"We just want to thank you for having the courage to speak out and tell the truth. You are much braver than us!"

The crowd started talking in a few words, and Le Jing immediately showed a moved expression, and tears of excitement appeared in the corners of his eyes. Many people's emotions were aroused by him, and the atmosphere was very lively. Of course, these were all noticed by the reporters. The footage was included.

After Le Jing answered a few questions from reporters, Yang Jinglun protected him behind him and said to the reporters like a manager, "Mr. has just been released from prison and is in very bad health. Please bear with me." Sir, please go home and rest first. Don’t worry, sir. He will definitely make time to be interviewed by everyone in the future.” Under Yang Jinglun’s mobilization, the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed, but there were still a few difficult reporters lingering. go.

Marshal Xue, who had been watching the show next to him before, saw this and interrupted with a smile: "Just let me go home and take a bath to get rid of bad luck. If you want to know anything, you can come and ask me."

So the reporters immediately abandoned Le Jing, surrounded Marshal Xue, and flashed their flashlights at Marshal Xue.

This time, Marshal Xue bailed out a night watchman who was convicted of speaking out. This was regarded as a righteous act and naturally had high news value. And compared with the fledgling Night Watchmen, the great warlord Xue Dashuai, who was at the center of power in Peiping, was naturally more popular in the news. However, Marshal Xue had not spoken before, so they did not dare to interview him. This time it was rare for Marshal Xue to take the initiative to speak, and they would definitely not want to miss this opportunity.

"Commander, have you known the Night Watchman before?"

“What do you think of the police’s arrest of the night watchman?”

"Can you please elaborate..."

Le Jing breathed a sigh of relief. The show just now took away a lot of energy from him, and he was really weak now.

Before Le Jing was about to get on the rickshaw that Yang Jinglun had found, a young man who had been hesitating and wandering here just now finally summoned the courage to speak: "Sir, I am a fan of your book... I want to ask you, Will you continue to write in the future?”

Le Jing replied firmly: "Of course."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, the book lover finally left with satisfaction. But Yang Jinglun looked like he was hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong? Just say what you have to say."

Then Le Jing finally used Yang Jinglun's mouth to piece together how Yang Jinglun rescued him outside in the past few days.

In the past few days, there has indeed been a lot of noise outside because of his incident. Yang Jinglun used his personal connections to mobilize many journalists and authors to speak for him. In addition, the anti-smoking faction that had previously stood in the same camp with him also actively sent people to negotiate with the police. Among them, Mr. Zheng Yiliang and Mr. Zhou Dezhang mobilized their own circle of friends and encouraged a group of famous writers to publish various articles in the newspaper to support Le Jing. With the efforts of this group of bigwigs, the overall direction of public opinion at this time is mainly "sympathize with the night watchman, the police are lawless, and the innocent author should be released as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Yang Jinglun was somewhat pleased with himself: "Even without Marshal Xue's bailout, the police station would not be able to hold out for a few days under our continuous pressure." He was also a little surprised: "When did you become friends with Marshal Xue?"

Le Jing coughed lightly and replied: "One of Marshal Xue's concubines is a fan of my books."

"So that's how it is." Yang Jinglun suddenly realized, "No wonder Marshal Xue put pressure on the police station and asked the police station to release you."

"You should have something else to tell me, right?" If it was just these things, Yang Jinglun's expression just now would not have been so embarrassing.

Yang Jinglun smiled bitterly, "Sir, I'm afraid you can only change your pen name in the future. Your current pen name has been banned by the authorities."

Le Jing was not surprised. It should be said that in the Republic of China, if a writer had any pursuits and ambitions and wanted to tell the truth, he would inevitably be banned. Each of the famous writers in the Republic of China has many pseudonyms. For example, a certain unknown writer named Zhou used 181 pseudonyms because he was often banned.

To put it bluntly, the freedom of speech in the Republic of China was because the central government lost control over the local areas due to the warlords' infighting. Can your Beiping government still control what our local newspapers say? And if something really happened, they would hide in the concessions, and the Chinese police would not be able to control the "country" of foreigners. Some ruthless people went abroad to hide from the limelight, and developed organizations and parties among overseas students. As the saying goes, exile and rebellion are both possible! Therefore, it gave readers in later generations an impression that there was freedom of speech in the Republic of China, and literary masters dared to say anything. In fact, there were many newspapers and writers who were banned in the Republic of China, and many people were assassinated because their articles were too "free of speech".

So when Le Jing heard the editor say this, he didn't take it to heart. It was just a new pseudonym, not a big deal. The two of them did not mention asking Marshal Xue to lift the ban on Le Jing.

Because Marshal Xue is also a warlord...

No matter how patriotic he is, he will never give up the opium tax as an important part of his military expenditure. He was able to bail Le Jing out this time because of Bai Shaoyao's face.

...

Zhang Minchang thought whether he should go to the temple to worship, he has been unlucky recently.

As the police chief second only to the chief and deputy chief of the Beijing Police Department, he is in charge of the inner city with a lot of money. Naturally, he has to offer sacrifices on weekdays, and his life is naturally prosperous. But bad luck happened one after another during this period.

First, it was the good son of Tang Shude, the old bastard! He was wrong, it was really a dog that bites! That kid could do so many evil things behind his back, he had to admire him. But after the kid's things were exposed, he actually bit him! What "my father knows the chief of police"? When Zhang Minchang first heard this, he wanted to shoot him!

So no matter how much money Tang Shude gave him, he was ruthless for once, and shook out all the shameful things in their family, and then directly put them in jail according to the law. He finally waited for the rumors to subside, but he encountered the night watchman incident!

At first, it was just the night watchman's anti-smoking advocacy that blocked the financial path of the Qing Gang boss behind Chen Si, and the boss sent Chen Si to pass a message to him. Let him teach the night watchman a "lesson". Zhang Minchang is familiar with this job! The night watchman happened to be in his jurisdiction, so he immediately sent someone to arrest him.

He didn't want to do anything to Li Jingran, he just wanted to lock him up for a few more days to make him suffer. A sickly young man like Li Jingran, who had never suffered, no matter how tough he was before, as long as he had a few days of prison food, stayed in prison for a few more days, and was harassed by the prisoners and jailers, no matter how much he won before, he would cry and shout and agree to all his requests in the end.

But the next direction of things was different from what he thought. First, Li Jingran was locked up in a cell with such poor conditions and ate prison food like pig food, but he didn't cry or make a fuss, and actually stayed there quietly, looking like he was going to spend the rest of his life in prison. Zhang Minchang couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that his eyes were just a decoration recently, and he always misjudged people!

Then there was the storm outside because of this incident.

He had checked Li Jingran before, and he had no relatives in Beiping, so he threw him directly into the prison, because he thought he was just a small person and couldn't make any waves. As a result, the outside world exploded because of this incident. All of a sudden, letters of condemnation and love letters were delivered to his desk like snowflakes, and all kinds of insults against him appeared in the newspapers. This time the insults were much more serious than the last "My dad knows the police chief" incident.

He backed down at that time and discussed with Chen Si, how about we let him go? But the big boss behind Chen Si was unwilling, so Zhang Minchang could only endure all the infamy, and insisted on not letting him go no matter who came to plead for mercy. But when even Marshal Xue called him and said he wanted to release Li Jingran on bail, he finally collapsed completely. He finally understood that this was just a fight between a group of gods, and both he and Li Jingran were the ones who were affected.

So while he agreed to let him go, he called Chen Si and told him that I really couldn't do this job anymore and you should hire someone else.

Chen Si was silent for a while and said, "Thank you for your hard work this time, brother Changzhi. I will personally deliver the thank you gift someday."

Zhang Minchang is now satisfied. This is the right thing. He has already suffered so much infamy for this matter. If Chen Si doesn't give him a satisfactory number, even though there is a big boss with the word "tong" standing behind him, he will not Maybe I'll follow him.

After hanging up the phone, he counted the time. Li Jingran should have been bailed out by Marshal Xue by now. The smile on his lips faded, and a touch of sarcasm appeared in his eyes. Marshal Xue could protect Li Jingran once, could he protect him for the rest of his life? If Li Jingran continues to be restless after being released from prison, sooner or later the boss will be unable to resist and kill him.

After all, that was the Qing Gang, whose hands and eyes were all-powerful... Li Jingran was not Dashuai Xue's biological son. Did Marshal Xue have to fight against the Qing Gang for him?