Gu Lanchen pinched it lightly with hesitation, and when he saw that Luo Wanqing's face didn't even wrinkle, he slowly spoke.
"That's good."
"What are you going to do next?"
Playing with the recorder, Luo Wanqing's fingertips rubbed back and forth near the play button.
"Use my way to ruin his reputation."
*
Gu Lanchen's symptoms of difficulty falling asleep were obviously improved under Luo Wanqing's constantly improving traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions.
What was more obvious than the change was that Gu Lanchen's sleep quality improved linearly. He went from a light sleep that was easy to wake up to a much deeper sleep.
That night.
I saw a thin figure getting up on the bed, as if afraid of waking up the people around me, and there was a smell of tiptoeing all over my body.
Luo Wanqing cautiously walked to the door, hunched over, and glanced at the person on the bed from a distance, making sure that Gu Lan was half awake before opening the door and stepping out.
Her steps were very light, without shoes, and she stepped on the soft carpet.
In the darkness, Luo Wanqing relied on a small dark lamp in the corridor to follow the location in her memory and arrived at the room where she originally lived.
Luo Wanqing opened the cabinet with a password lock and took out the computer.
In the room, the screen light slowly lit up, illuminating the girl's beautiful face.
Her face was cold, the corners of her mouth were straightened, and the recording pen she was holding tightly in her right hand was half-illuminated by the light.
I saw Luo Wanqing's little hands flying on the keyboard a few times, and the screen instantly turned blue and white.
Luo Wanqing's hands began to fly, and the earth on the screen also started to rotate. She found the text messages Song Changheng had sent her and imported them into her computer.
Soon, she located the computer in the study room on the second floor of the Song family.
Staring at the screen, Luo Wanqing narrowed her eyes. She hit the Enter key hard, and the computer screen began to display the data in Song Changheng's computer bit by bit.
The whole process was a bit long, so Luo Wanqing put the computer next to him and waited slowly.
She leaned her head back, raised her little face, and as soon as she closed her eyes, the red cell appeared in her mind.
Luo Wanqing was not only angry about his own experience, but also outraged by the names written on the CD case.
There have been more and more perverted incidents in recent years, and there are many little girls who have been violated!
Luo Wanqing must let this beast Song Changheng lose his cards, otherwise he doesn't know how many more names will be added to the wall!
Got it!
I saw the computer screen flash, and folders were arranged in my eyes.
Luo Wanqing half leaned on the bedside, put the computer on his lap, browsed everything in front of him, and finally focused on the folder named x.
She frowned and clicked.
found it.
Like movies, each video was tagged with its name, and some even said what torture tools were used. Luo Wan checked in to confirm the content, and after watching it for a few minutes, he quit with numbness in his head.
In addition, Luo Wanqing also found a chat record.
Obviously, as the Song family servant said, the red room had not been renovated recently, so the CD cases were all empty.
Song Changheng entrusted a certain photography studio to customize the CD, but the photography studio has not yet handed over the order.
Secretly thinking that was great, Luo Wanqing took advantage of the situation and hacked into the computer of the photography studio and erased all the videos from their computers.
Just in case, Luo Wanqing searched the entire Internet, and after confirming that there was nothing left, he opened Weibo.
In the afternoon, Gu Lanchen took her to buy a new mobile phone, and Luo Wanqing specially registered a phone card along the way.
She processed and encrypted her own voice in the recorder, copied and pasted the article coded in the memo in advance, and then posted it on Weibo with the #Song Group Chairman Liancopper Beast#!
Luo Wanqing's computer skills were so great that it would not be a problem to push this Weibo post to everyone's mobile phone.
So she typed a few times on the keyboard with her little hands, and this topic became a hot search topic at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Within two hours, it was firmly at the top of the hot search!
Staring at the screen, Luo Wanqing felt that the fire was not burning enough. He was about to raise his hand to add more firewood when the cell phone next to him suddenly rang.
Looking down, a familiar phone number appeared on the screen.
As expected.
Putting the phone to his ear, Luo Wanqing heard an angry roar from the other end before he could speak.
"Did you post the recording on Weibo?! Hurry up and delete it for me! Delete it!"
"What if I say...no?"
Luo Wanqing's tone was very calm, as if he was completely aloof from the incident.
Song Changheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Then I will never let you bite me in vain!"
Completely ignoring the threat in Song Changheng's tone, Luo Wanqing snorted coldly.
Her tone was like a cold sword being unsheathed, or even more like standing on thick ice. Luo Wanqing spoke coldly every word, and every word in her words meant that she would not give up until Song Changheng was put to death.
"You have done something unscrupulous and you deserve to be cursed by everyone. Instead of worrying about what I will do in the future, you should worry about how you will be safe when public opinion calls the police directly to your doorstep at dawn."
Retreat."
"You forced me to do this!" Song Changheng roared. After his hypocritical appearance was torn off, his whole person was so unrecognizable, "Okay, Luo Wanqing, don't you like to stand up for others? I want to see it.
Will the people you stand up for them thank you for?"
"If you don't clean up your Weibo in three minutes, you'll have to wait until I expose all the private videos of these girls! If you don't make it easy for me, then no one will have an easy time!"
His eyes narrowed, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across Luo Wanqing's face.
"Please."
After saying that, Luo Wanqing hung up the phone and blocked Song Changheng's number.
the other side.
It was clearly early in the morning, but the Song family was brightly lit.
All the servants stood in the corner of the living room, looking at the man walking around in the middle, not daring to breathe.
Jiang Luo was sitting aside with Song Yayue in his arms, his expression extremely ugly.
Jiang Luo kept refreshing her phone, and when the three minutes were up, she spoke immediately.
"Look! Look! Look at the evil you have done. Luo Wanqing is not afraid of you at all. Weibo has not moved at all!"
"Song Changheng, Song's stock has completely dropped to its limit now. Tomorrow morning all the police will come to pay all the liquidated damages."
"Song Changheng, it's all the good deeds you did!"
"Snapped--!"
He almost fell back. Jiang Luo covered his face tightly with one hand and looked at the person in front of him with wide eyes in disbelief.
"Did I say something wrong? Hit me!"
"I'm already very annoyed. If you don't want me to be charged with intentional homicide when I go in, just shut the hell up."
Covering the right side of his face tightly, Jiang Luo couldn't help but feel sore in his eyes.
She looked at Song Yayue, as if she wanted to find some comfort, but she didn't expect the other party to give her a cold look.