Chapter 823 Help Who?

"Yes, we need conscientious media. What I need is the truth. You must hold on."

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Fangzheng looked at these and almost dropped his phone in anger. What is this? Are these people fools? However, Fangzheng soon realized a terrible thing, and this matter was about to undergo a huge change! He must find a way to contain it, otherwise, something will happen!

Fangzheng rode on Xianyu again and rushed back. At the same time, he kept searching for the news of Gulin City with his mobile phone. As a result, Fangzheng's face became extremely ugly after searching! I saw dozens of related news densely packed on the webpage!

In addition to a few Internet celebrities, there are also some tabloids and small websites that have never heard of it, all of which have published similar news.

One of the small websites directly posted: "The murderer is armed with a submachine gun and killed people in the street! The background is so deep that the police dare not move!"

Clicking on it, the content inside is even more nonsense, but what makes Fangzheng even more angry is that these people named Wang Dayou, but Wang Dayou's background has been infinitely mythical, and he almost said that he belonged to a big boss. My son. He also said that when Wang Dayou killed someone in the street, the police dared not arrest him, but only dared to watch the scene around him. It seemed that he was rounding up, but he was actually protecting him!

There is also a big V named Tian Dadi Da I Kuan Kuan clamoring: "Arrogant young master, kill someone with a gun, one dead body and two dead, then go shopping safely! Police guards, no one dares to move! What is the law of heaven?"

Similarly, following these news, there were countless angry replies, and countless people demanded that Wang Dayou be shot, and who is the backer behind Wang Dayou!

The more Fangzheng looked at it, the more something was wrong. Why did some unpopular news websites get so many replies? Are people starting to look at small websites? Are they so influential?

It's a pity that Fangzheng is really not good at these things, and he doesn't understand them, so he can only urge Xianyu to hurry up. Rushed over to ask Jing Yan to see what was going on? Why are there so many people making a fuss! Make up fake news! Don't they know that their every word is related to the life and death of a person, or even the life and death of a family?

Soon, Fangzheng hurried back outside the store, but this time Fangzheng did not rush in, but slapped the head of the salted fish and said, "The poor monk gave you a task, do you want to do it?"

"What task? Can I take a breath first?" Xianyu took out his crutches again, looking like an old man, hunched over, pitifully, panting.

Fangzheng was too lazy to talk to this guy who pretended to be old and pitiful at every turn, and wanted to exchange benefits, but said: "Go to the crowd and see who is making up rumors and spreading random propaganda. Things are done well, after returning , double the amount of dinner!"

"Really?!" Xianyu asked immediately with his eyes lit up.

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Of course!"

"I want to be full!" Xianyu rolled his big eyes, taking the opportunity to raise the price.

Fangzheng squinted his eyes and looked at Xianyu, who suddenly had a bad feeling. Thinking of the experience of being tricked by Fangzheng a few times, he quickly said: "Forget it, I won't bargain for good deeds. Remember, double it!"

After finishing speaking, Xianyu put away his crutches, revived with full blood in an instant, and jumped into the crowd alive and well.

Fangzheng looked at it, and cursed in his heart: "This stuff is really a fake! This dead fish is really unreliable!" After telling Xianyu not to expose himself, and pay attention to stealth, Fangzheng entered the specialty store again.

Seeing that Fangzheng came back as if he was visiting a supermarket, the few people in the specialty store felt that their brains were not enough. They really couldn't understand what method this monk used to come and go freely.

Jing Yan has long been used to Fangzheng's magic, so she didn't have so many questions, but immediately went up to him and asked, "How is the salesperson?"

Fangzheng smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine now, I believe I will wake up soon. The poor monk has said everything that needs to be said, and the rest is up to Master Qiu himself."

"So, there is still a change there?" Wang Dayou was just about to be happy, but suddenly became a little depressed.

Fangzheng patted Wang Dayou on the shoulder and said, "Donor, whether you did it on purpose or not, you did hurt Donor Qiu. Even if he doesn't forgive you, there's nothing to complain about. Humans always have to I have to bear the corresponding responsibility for the things I have done. If the poor monk helps you, you can only help you not to be wronged or punished that you should not have, do you understand?"

Wang Dayou said nervously: "But, if he doesn't forgive me, I will go to prison, I... I can't go to prison." Speaking of this, he cried again.

Jing Yan looked at Wang Dayou, and couldn't bear to say: "Master, can't you help people to the end?"

Fang Zheng asked back: "Then who will help Qiu benefactor?"

Jing Yan was dumbfounded, she really wanted to say, isn't Qiu Yu all right? But after thinking about it, Qiu Yu should have been fine in the first place, and it was because of Wang Dayou that he suffered an indiscriminate disaster. Therefore, in the whole matter, Qiu Yu was the one who was truly innocent!

Thinking of this, Jing Yan also fell silent.

"Is there no other way? I...I can prove Wang Dayou's innocence." Xia Jili suddenly spoke at this time.

Fangzheng nodded slightly to Xia Jili and said, "Of course your words are useful, but Qiu Yu's matter has nothing to do with you."

Xia Jili opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit depressed, Fangzheng quickly changed the subject, called Jing Yan aside, and asked her to read Weibo and news, but before Jing Yan finished reading, he scolded on the spot: "These bastards, for the sake of Money, for the sake of fame, do you really want to lose face? Without investigation, just rely on brain supplements to make up random? Have their conscience been eaten by dogs? No, dogs are not so shameless!"

Fangzheng said: "These people are alright, the poor monk just can't figure out why so many people believe such fake news? And there are so many people supporting them?"

Jing Yan sneered and said, "Support? You think so highly of them? It's just a bunch of clowns who can't get on the stage! Look, who are the people who broke the fake news? None of them are real big names. V, they are all half-assed, this is to take advantage of the opportunity, to catch the heat, and to make money. As for those who support them, they may not be living people."

"Dead people also use Weibo? Weibo is so hot?" Fangzheng was stunned.

"Pfft, what are you thinking?" Jing Yan was amused by Fang Zheng's question. Of course Fangzheng knew that what Jing Yan was talking about was not a ghost, he said that on purpose. Jing Yan was about to explode with anger just now, and it is easy for people to do some irrational things when they are angry. But now, he needed a rational Jing Yan, so he intentionally stirred up the atmosphere.