Chapter 1229 Front Page Headlines

"Did you offend someone by saying that they can't afford four dishes in their lifetime?" Jiang Cheng let go and stopped scaring the child. After all, he was also a pitiful person.

The boy wiped his tears with the back of his hand and shook his head as he cried, "No, really no, it's the people from the police station. They insisted that I knew about the student riots and forced me to identify who was the mastermind. I said I didn't know. They They threatened me to pay them 5 yuan to let me go, otherwise... or else they would arrest me and put me in jail, but how could I get 5 yuan.”

Seeing that the boy was wearing tattered clothes and his shoes were covered with mud, he looked like a little beggar. The fat man couldn't help but think of the little beggar, and couldn't help comforting him: "Don't be afraid, we won't beat you. It's fate that we meet here." , By the way, have you eaten?"

The boy raised his head and his stomach rumbled when he heard the word "eat".

The fat man understood immediately, and together with Jiang Cheng, he took the boy to a street stall selling sesame seed cakes and ordered five sesame seed cakes and a bowl of mutton soup for the boy.

When he saw the food, the boy did not reach out immediately, but looked cautiously at Jiang Cheng, then the fat man.

"Eat quickly." The fat man pushed the sesame biscuits in front of him.

"I have no money," the boy whispered.

"Even if I treat you to food, I can only treat you to these because I can't eat 4 hot dishes myself." Jiang Cheng leaned back in his chair and said carelessly to the boy.

Hearing that Jiang Cheng had no ill intentions, the boy started to eat. The fat man asked him to eat slowly, but no one tried to compete with him. He also said that if he didn't have enough, he could buy more for him, and he didn't have much money.

The boy choked up after hearing this, and then started crying again.

Jiang Cheng didn't like to see people cry, so he couldn't help but frown, "That's alright, a real man, why are you crying? We have something to talk about. It's not a big deal just for a meal. You can treat us again when you make money in the future."

"No one has ever been so kind to me. Thank you. You are good people." The boy's shoulders trembled and he couldn't help sobbing. "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the truth. In fact, I know that among the students who were arrested Who is the leader? I am on the street every day, and I have seen them taking the lead in shouting slogans more than once, but... I can't say, if I say it, they will be in danger, but I am afraid that the patrolmen will beat me, so I can only start from above. Hu ran out."

The fat man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he was in awe of the beggar-like boy in front of him.

"Stall owner!" Jiang Cheng shouted.

The middle-aged man who was busy in front of the stall immediately dropped what he was doing and ran over. Before he could talk to Jiang Cheng, he immediately stared at the boy in shabby clothes and said, "What little beggar dares to come here to pick up leftover food? I think your skin is itchy!" After saying that, the man picked up a bench at his feet and tried to beat the boy away.

The fat man stood up and protected the boy, "What are you going to do?"

The stall owner looked at the fat man and then at the boy, feeling a little confused for a moment.

Jiang Cheng took out 5 silver coins from his body, lined them up in front of the middle-aged man, pointed at the boy's panic face and said: "Remember his face, he will come here to eat every day in the future, what does he want, you Just give him whatever he wants, and the meal money will be deducted from these silver coins, do you understand?"

The stall owner was still for a few seconds, and then he seemed to have restarted. He immediately changed his face and put the silver dollar into his sleeves with a smile on his face. He bent over and smiled at the boy: "Sir, from now on you can come directly." Come to me and ask for whatever you want. I have enough sesame seed and mutton soup, so don’t be polite.”

After sending the stall owner away, Jiang Cheng looked at the dumbfounded boy and said seriously: "A gentleman never forgets his duty in danger. You have done a good job. There is a traitor named Song Keli in Shanghai. He betrays his friends for glory. He has lived in vain for most of his life without you. See clearly.”

"Song Keli? The Song Keli who painted?" Upon hearing the name, the boy sat up from his seat.

"Why, you know him too?"

"Of course!" The boy bit into the sesame seed cake, pulled out a newspaper from the rag bag beside him, and handed it to Jiang Cheng, "Look, the big traitor Song Keli has already appeared in the newspaper. Yesterday's front page headline said that he colluded with the Japanese people in Together, betray your friends and steal our national treasure, and you will deserve to die!"

"Song Keli...is dead?" Although he was not surprised by this result, he felt different after hearing it with his own ears. The fat man hated this man so much that he would be relieved if he died. The hatred of Mr. Ke Gong and others would also be gone. It’s repayment.

Taking the newspaper, Jiang Cheng looked at it carefully. Sure enough, this was the headline on the front page. The title was also surrounded by a black frame, which was very eye-catching.

The general content was similar to what the boy said. Based on the above content, Jiang Cheng speculated that after they left that night, the people in charge of Bao Mo Zhai arrested Song Keli and those Oriental people to parade in the streets.

After all, the stolen goods were both stolen and the entire Shanghai city was in an uproar. Song Keli had been frightened for half of his life by Guijun, so how could he withstand the torment? He died not long after.

There was also a telling narrative in the report, saying that before Song Keli died, he seemed to have seen an extremely horrifying scene. He shouted into the air in front of him, "I'm sorry, let me go, I know it was wrong." He was so frightened that he trembled all over. He became incontinent and finally died in a very embarrassing scene. His eyes were so wide that he could not close them.

Everyone said that it was Mr. Ke Gong and their wronged souls who came back to look for him, and Song Keli had himself to blame for this end.

The most important thing is that the lost "Ghost Horse Picture" and the antiques with it have been found. These treasures are naturally in the hands of the Japanese, but the Japanese did not return them voluntarily, but were forced to do so.

They were afraid that this matter would be exposed and they would lose face in front of envoys from other countries, so they found the relevant personnel privately and proposed to exchange these treasures for the captured Japanese.

In any case, the national treasure was recovered, and Mr. Ke Gong and several colleagues can rest in peace.

Looking at this ordinary newspaper, Jiang Cheng felt an uncontrollable uneasiness in his heart. The last time, it was also on the front page of the headline, the Roman Hotel fire case.

There is an invisible hand behind these seemingly strange and bizarre cases. Jiang Cheng has a premonition that the man reading the newspaper is very close to this newspaper man.

But Jiang Cheng was more interested in the other party's purpose. The fire at the Roman Hotel led to a case of human trafficking. Several masterminds and actual participants were burned to death in the fire. The key to breaking the situation was the ghost mirror.

The subsequent case of the haunted house of Su led to a case of missing national treasures. Mr. Ke and seven other people even sacrificed their lives for it. Similarly, the result was that the Japanese conspiracy failed and the traitor Song Keli deserved to die. The key to breaking the situation this time was the "Ghost Horse Picture".