Chapter 87: There's something fishy about this
This matter has become so popular on the Internet that it is a bit abnormal.
When we were looking at the house yesterday, Xiao Li said that the family was not from Yuncheng. Their hometown is in a remote town in Lin Province. The reason why they moved to Yuncheng and the whole family pooled money to buy a house was because the old man's grandson had a girlfriend who was a local in Yuncheng. My girlfriend said that she would not get married if the boy didn’t buy her an apartment in Yuncheng.
For the sake of their grandson's lifelong event, the old man and his family sold their old house in the small town, borrowed a lot of money from everywhere, and then came to Yuncheng to look at houses with a heavy bank card.
The family has a low level of education. Although the boy has a job in Yuncheng, he is just an insurance salesman.
My girlfriend's job is even worse. She only has a technical secondary school education, and after graduation she worked in various hotels, working as a waitress in different types of jobs.
But it was this family that thought of exposing the incident on the Internet as soon as it happened. They have no experience in using the Internet, but the posts they publish can receive over 10,000 likes in a very short period of time, and are also discussed and reposted by many netizens.
Some netizens were even considerate enough to help them dig out the property certificate of the house, and then took the opportunity to expose Pei Xingzhi and Qin Song to the public eye and get scolded.
Could this family really have achieved such a smooth and rapid fermentation of public opinion?
The more Qin Song thought about it, the weirder it seemed. She opened the post again and went to the comment section to read netizens' comments.
The commenters’ IPs are all in Yuncheng, which seems normal at first glance. But when Qin Song randomly clicked on the homepages of several accounts that posted insulting comments, he immediately realized something was wrong——
These accounts are all new accounts that were created not long ago. Their homepages are blank, and some don't even have a profile picture.
Qin Song frowned: "Is this family so powerful? Not only can they play on the Internet, but they can also hire Internet trolls?"
"What navy?" Pei Xingzhi parked the car and unbuckled his seat belt.
Qin Song put away his phone and smiled meaningfully: "I found something and will tell you later."
"Why does it take a while?" Pei Xingzhi opened the door and got out of the car. He strode to the door of the passenger seat and helped Qin Song out of the car.
"Can't I tell you now?"
Qin Song shook his head: "You can say that, but there is not enough time. Let's go back and drive away those troublemakers."
Pei Xingzhi: "Okay."
"Pay compensation! Pay compensation! What a shabby house you have! My grandma was killed as soon as she walked in the door!"
"My grandmother could have lived to be eighty, but because of your house, she died in her seventies! You must compensate for this loss!"
"So what if they are the police? Can the police favor the murderer? My grandma is dead!"
As soon as he walked out of the elevator, Qin Song's ears were surrounded by the sound of fierce quarreling.
Pei Xingzhi held her in his arms, covered her ears with one hand and put his other arm around her shoulders. He led her quickly through the chaotic crowd and brought her back to the room safely.
"Have a good rest, I'll take care of things outside." Before leaving, Pei Xingzhi kissed Qin Song's forehead and spoke to her in a calm and gentle voice.
She felt very safe, so she grabbed Pei Xingzhi's hand and squeezed it gently: "Be careful, don't let these psychopaths hurt you."
"I will." Pei Xingzhi lifted her hand, kissed her palm several times, then reluctantly closed the door and left.
Outside the door, several policemen had already driven the troublemakers into the corridor. When the crowd dispersed, Pei Xingzhi discovered that the walls of the corridor in front of his house and the door panels of his front door had been splashed with bright red paint.
The paint is so bright and intense that at first glance it looks like splattered blood.
"Mr. Pei." The leading policeman walked up to Pei Xingzhi, shook hands with him, and then said, "Just now, the police station received a medical record from the hospital. The record shows that the deceased elderly man was admitted to the ICU more than a month ago due to cerebral infarction."
"The old lady's condition is quite serious. I heard from the attending physician that the hospital had already reminded her family to prepare for her death."
"Prepare for the funeral..." Pei Xingzhi raised his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses were as cold as ice, "So, your family knew that the old man was dying a long time ago, right?"
"Yes!" Pei Lingxuan echoed, "Their old lady has been dying for a long time. Even if she stays in the hospital, she can only live for another month at most. The old lady's health is so poor, and they still want to bring her out to look at houses. What's their intention?"
"It's because my grandma is dying that we want to bring her out to see the house!" The old man's grandson held up a banner and refuted righteously, "Buying a house is my grandma's greatest wish. While my grandma can still walk, of course we have to bring her out to let her see what her grandson's new house looks like!"
"Don't you have any other way to let her see the house?" Pei Lingxuan had been arguing for the whole morning and her voice was completely hoarse. She protected Pei's mother behind her and shouted in a hoarse voice: "You knew that the old woman could die at any time, but you still brought her to our house. Didn't you think that the old woman might have an accident?"
"I never thought about it!" The old man's son said unreasonably: "My mother was still conscious when she left home in the morning, but she became unconscious when she entered your house. It was your unclean house that killed her! You must give me an explanation today!"
Police: "What do you mean by fatal or not? Can you please be scientific? We have already intervened in this matter. We will issue a report on how and when your elderly family member died."
"Go do what you need to do and don't cause trouble here. There is a pregnant woman in the room."
"They have a pregnant woman in their family, and we have a dead person in our family!" The old man's grandson shouted loudly: "Do you want to see who is more powerful?"
"What are you talking about?" Pei Xingzhi took a step forward and glared at the man in front of him.
The man stiffened his neck and said, "I said, your pregnant woman will also become a dead person——"
“Bang!”
Before he finished speaking, Pei Xingzhi raised his fist and punched the man in the face.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"He hit someone, didn't he? Police, he hit someone!"
The corridor was in chaos again, but Qin Song, standing on the balcony, was particularly calm.
Making trouble, paying compensation, holding up banners, preventing them from selling the house… why do these methods seem so familiar?
Qin Song stroked his belly gently, and a suspect already came to his mind.
At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared at the door of the apartment building.
Qin Song leaned over to look, and when she saw who that person was, the doubt in her mind was instantly confirmed.
"Hmph, you're just in time." She curled her lips into a sneer, turned around, pushed open the bedroom door, and walked out.
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