Chapter 656： Smells still ignorant

The black fans on Weibo were frantically blackening Yan Zhixu, but they were quickly stunned by the next Weibo.

Yan Jinxiu V: [Fuck, howling, howling, howling, how about your mother, you just spit feces all over your mouth without knowing anything, do you know it's illegal to spread rumors? Smelly mouth and ignorance, are you a slip through the net of quality education? ! 】

As soon as this Weibo was posted, the black fans who were still black Yan Zhixu instantly felt inexplicably guilty and scared. This person's temper was not ordinary.

After a few seconds of guilty conscience, Heizi continued to raise the bar ignorantly and fearlessly, while the people who ate melons ate with relish.

[Laughing to death, is it a guilty conscience? So embarrassed? No amount of scolding can solve the problem of Yan Zhixu becoming a broken shoe! 】

[It turns out that this is the case for a wealthy young master who enjoys higher education? Tsk tsk tsk, I was an eye-opener today. wave.jpg]

[Cough, cough, in fact, I think Yan Jinxiu's character is quite good, what a beautiful Chinese dialect, and the export is the quintessence of the country. 】

[I think this group of black fans should be scolded. They are almost all-pervasive, and they are crazy about black people without evidence. Roll your eyes.jpg]

[I don't understand why there are these cerebral palsy things? But seeing that I am not the only one who thinks these black and black sunspots are brainless, I am relieved, and the eyes of the masses are still sharp. Cover your mouth.jpg]

...

Yan Jinxiu opened the Weibo account and brazenly fought with netizens by one person, fighting for 300 rounds.

——

the other side.

in a residence.

Fu Shimo was sitting at the desk, wearing a light brown home shirt, and focused on dealing with the hospital's affairs during this period.

"Wong Buzz-"

The phone on the table vibrated, and he looked away from the laptop screen.

The man's skeletal hand picked up the phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and logged into Weibo.

Seeing those ubiquitous black fans on the Internet saying abusive words recklessly, their expressions suddenly turned cold.

After flipping through a few comments, he got up from his seat with his mobile phone in his hand, got up and went to the kitchen to pour a cup of cold white cabbage cooked in the afternoon.

Fu Shimo returned to the study with water, sat on the black rotating office chair, and took two sips to moisten his dry throat.

His skeletal fingers rubbed the screen, exited Weibo, opened the phone book, and rummaged through the list for Susukino's number.

Click to dial.

Not long after the bell rang, it was connected.

The person on the other end of the receiver was tired for many days, and his voice was also dyed with a strong tiredness, "Hey, Shimo, is there something wrong?"

Fu Shimo's eyes were deep, "Yan Zhixu was the hero of this rescue operation. Now he is affected by the Lianhua Village incident and has been affected. If the Qingyun Police Station does not show up to clarify, it will chill the hero's heart."

His voice was neither rushed nor slow, and there was not much concern that could easily be detected.

Susukino's voice was displeased, "I don't pay much attention to things on the Internet, Yan Xiaoxu was hacked? I'll let someone clarify."

Those keyboard warriors on the Internet are really black for black, and a little clue can make up a bunch of dirty things.

"Um."

"You keep busy."

Seeing that Bo Ye agreed, Fu Shimo didn't waste too much chatting time, he hung up the phone decisively, and put the phone back on the desk.

——

The police station is brightly lit.

Everyone was busy working overtime, and the Lotus Village incident caused quite a stir in the society.

The upper echelons have noticed and asked them to give a satisfactory explanation to the general public.

"..."

In an office, Susukino looked at the hung up phone, raised his hand and pressed his swollen forehead.

He logged into Weibo and read the comments on the Internet, and his already uncomfortable forehead even bulged with blue veins.

Susukino was irritable, picked up the coat on the chair and put it on, got up and walked out, knocking on the door of an office.