Chapter 286

"Brother Jay."

Wang Li listened to Wang Yiwei and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"I don't know."

Yang Jie shook his head and looked at the direction where Wang Yiwei disappeared, his eyes flashing.

"But I don't think you should have done this to him just now. After all, he is your father."

Yang Jie reached out and touched his cigarette to light it for himself: "there are a lot of things. Sometimes he can't help himself. If he makes a mistake, he will make a mistake step by step. You're not him. You don't understand his pressure. Sometimes you have to make some choices. Even if you hate him again, at least he's still very good to you. What do you say?"

"However, I really can't accept his practice. How can he abandon me and my mother."

"Well, you're right."

Yang Jie wrapped a cigarette butt, nodded and said, "your attitude towards him now is also a punishment for his previous behavior. Everyone should be responsible for the wrong things he has done, right?"

"Oh, forget it, don't say it."

Wang Li bit her lips and left in a low mood.

……

That night.

While the ad hoc group was investigating the details of Xue Xiaodong's case.

An unexpected guest came at the door.

"Wang Yiwei?"

Zhong Tianzheng looked at Wang Yiwei sitting in the chair and raised his eyebrows: "you told the police officer that you came to me specifically. What do you want to say?"

"There's nothing to say."

Wang Yiwei shook his head with a smile and stretched out his hands: "I'm guilty. You catch me."

"Catch you?"

Zhong Tianzheng was even more surprised.

Wang Yiwei suddenly turned himself in, which they never thought of.

Immediately.

Zhong Tianzheng is responsible for inquiry, and Ah Xiang is responsible for typing and recording on the computer.

The reason why Wang Yiwei turned himself in is very simple.

Since the year before last, he began to contact some foreign restricted websites. Through the introduction of friends, he slowly set up the website and exported new cartoons full of * * and * * power for a long time.

Wang Yiwei's confession is very detailed.

He provided his own personal account book, as well as a series of questions such as how to operate the website, how to make profits, how to contact foreign teams, how to avoid domestic inspection, and so on.

Among them.

It also includes his recent cooperation with Xue Xiaodong.

This case.

Far beyond everyone's expectation.

the moment.

They referred the case again.

Subsequent cases shall be verified and handled by special departments.

"He bowed to the murderer."

Zhong Tianzheng looked at Wang Yiwei's back taken away by the police: "we checked his website before. It's very secretive and can't be found at all. As a result, he came from the head without any doubt from our police. It's very strange."

"Yes."

Ah Xiang nodded in agreement.

Zhong Tianzheng's eyes fell on the account book on the table again.

A handwritten entry flow. Although the flow is small, it is better than more.

In the face of such huge profits, ordinary people can't resist it, not to mention Wang Yiwei, who runs it himself.

But.

He came from the head himself.

Black heart money smoked heart?

He's guilty of himself?

So from the first?

Definitely not.

"I think it's time for us to find Yang Jie."

Zhong Tianzheng looked down at the latest vehicle information extraction report.

There's a new clue on it.

Colleagues in the technology department obtained the residual burnt and disconnected human hair on the electronic cigarette lighter of the car, and preliminarily concluded that it should be the hair on the hand.

Ah, Xiang glanced at the report and asked, "Why are you so sure he left it?"

"I don't know."

Zhong Tianzheng shook his head: "and I also feel that he will tell us by himself. We don't need to interrogate at all."

"Then go."

Ah Xiang got up and packed up. They folded and set out.

……

Wait until school.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening.

At this point, the campus is very quiet. The classroom is bright. You can vaguely see the students sitting in it with their heads down for self-study, and no one speaks.

This is a unique tranquility on campus.

Zhong Tianzheng, Ah Xiang, went upstairs to the class brought by Yang Jie.

Yang Jie sat behind the podium, writing and drawing on the lesson preparation record with a serious expression.

It's at the back of the classroom.

Two stools were placed against the wall.

There are two books on the stool.

Seems to be waiting for someone.

Zhong Tianzheng Ah Xiang glanced at each other, walked into the classroom one by one, picked up the book on the stool and sat down against the wall.

halfway.

The students sitting behind found that they came in, not too curious, but continued to do their homework.

Yang Jie, sitting behind the podium, glanced up at them, and then continued to bow his head to prepare for class.

"Hoo."

Ah Xiang took a gentle breath and opened the book with my teacher on the cover in her hand.

Actually.

Strictly speaking.

This shouldn't be called a book.

It should be called an exercise book.

A volume nailed with A4 paper.

On each A4 paper, there are handwritten compositions stained with glue.

The title of the composition is: my teacher.

"I'm a student of class 13, senior high school. My teacher's name is Yang Jie..."

"I'm a student of class 1, grade 2. My teacher's name is Yang Jie, but we prefer to call him brother Jie..."

Zhong Tianzheng, Ah Xiang, silently thumbed through this special book.

The content of the composition varies greatly, and the level is good and bad. However, unexpectedly, everyone has unanimously praised Yang Jie in the composition. In the writing, there is less stereotype in the past, and more relaxed.

An hour passed quickly.

Class will be over soon.

Yang Jie stood up from his position, glanced at the students under the stage and clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attraction.

"Students, let me ask you a question."

Yang Jie's eyes slowly swept everyone's face and his expression was serious: "what do you think is the most important thing in a successful life?"

"Integrity!"

"Integrity!"

"Money!"

"Woman!"

“……”

Under the stage.

Various answers are also varied.

Yang Jie smiled and clapped his hands, and the classroom was instantly quiet: "maybe everyone's experience is different, so everyone's answers are different. I think everyone's answers are very correct. What everyone has experienced will produce what kind of answers. There is no fixed and unique. As long as you achieve your ideal appearance, you are successful."

"But..."

Speaking of this, Yang Jie paused, picked up a piece of chalk, cut off a piece, turned and wrote two big characters on the blackboard.

"Pure land!"

Two big words flow like clouds and water.

"Why is it pure land?"

"What does that mean?"

Immediately, someone asked.

"This is the last life advice I give you."

Yang Jie organized a language and solemnly said: "when you are chasing success and chasing what you want, you will meet all kinds of people, good or bad environments."

"As the saying goes, those close to Zhu are red and those close to ink are black!"“ However, I hope that no matter what you develop into in the future, I sincerely hope that you can keep the pure land in your heart and not be polluted. "

"Always keep your bottom line when you succeed in the competition."

"Keep that pure land, you will always be the most successful person!"

"Thank you!"

"Goodbye!"