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It's not that Shan Qing didn't think about her own safety when she was doing this.
But compared to the tens of thousands of victims, and the families behind them who have washed their faces with tears, he went without hesitation, even worried that he would startle the snake, and dare not expose the matter to too many people. Only a few The people who connected with him knew a thing or two.
Shan Qing is indeed very powerful. He has worked as an undercover reporter for many years, and he has already honed it.
In addition, he was lucky since he was a child, which really allowed him to find a lot of evidence, and even the list was photographed on the camera.
As long as these things can be exposed, this organization is expected to be uprooted.
Those victims can be rescued, and the families who have been struggling to find their loved ones can also be relieved. There may be other such organizations, but in the end it can reduce the probability of new victims.
No matter from which aspect, this matter has a lot of benefits.
It's just that Shanqing himself took a lot of risks.
In the end, he still fell short.
Shan Qing was wary of those people in the organization, but forgot that not everyone among the victims had good morals.
Just for a dinner with vegetables, he was sold.
The camera, which had been well protected all the time, was smashed to pieces, the victims who helped him were killed on the spot, one of his arms was even worn off, and even his tongue was cut off.
Shan Qing almost thought that he was really going to die.
He could even feel the life gradually disappearing with the blood flowing out.
When he closed his eyes, he even regretted that the things he found hadn't been given away yet.
Fortunately, he didn't move slowly, and before those people destroyed the camera, he took out the card and forced it into the broken arm stump.
People here don't cremate the dead, maybe someone will find something in his arm?
Shan Qing fainted with such hope, but he did not expect that he survived.
There is no medicine for wounds, and no doctor, and his wound where the memory card is hidden is good and bad, and it will not attract attention.
Shan Qing was completely turned into a green mountain, sent to a begging village, and became one of these people's money-making tools.
He knew that he should be wary of the people around him, and no one knew about the card in his arm except him.
Qingshan didn't dare to act rashly, so he stayed up all day.
But I saw the little girl who was less than ten years old, her legs were broken abruptly by them, and she changed from a healthy child to a crippled poor child.
Qingshan survived that experience, the child is weak, and without medical treatment, he couldn't survive it no matter what.
Even with Qing Shan's silent help, she still died.
Qingshan looked at the gradually cold body of the child on the wooden bed, feeling sad in his heart, but could not cry out from his eyes.
He decided to take the risk.
Knowing that being caught would implicate other people in the same company, Qingshan did not dare to let others get involved, and he could not play tricks when partnering with others.
Unexpectedly, the bald man who "sold" him at the beginning and indirectly caused these victims to be persecuted to death would one day be assigned to the same group as him to "start working to make money".
Aoyama smiled.
He took the opportunity of going out this time to pass on the news.
The people who could organize had learned about the actions of the outsiders in advance. During the escape, Qingshan was exposed in order to hold them back, and was beaten to death by these people, and was thrown into the wasteland at the entrance of the village, hidden by weeds and dust.
The bald man who was in his group at that time was also mistaken for a traitor, and was directly killed, and even worse, he was sent to the old man in the confinement room and became food for mad dogs.
Qingshan's body was thrown here, but he seemed to fly lightly, watching the cars leave the village, and even looked down to see his pale face.
His body was discovered by the people who arrived later, and even saw the colleagues who joined him, and the sad eyes of the teacher.
Everyone sent him back for burial, along with the bones of the victims who had been dug up, including the little girl who made him make up his mind.
Qing Shan himself never left.
Can't go, and don't want to go.
He stayed here, as if stubbornly waiting for a result.
Gradually, the vicinity was developed and became a small tourist city.
theSomeone mentioned the village that used to exist here, saying that there was a great undercover reporter who gave his life to deliver the news and helped the police solve the big case.
Although those people fled away at that time, but with the information provided by the undercover reporter, they were quickly hunted down and brought to justice, and even their old nest was wiped out, which became the most sensational case that year.
Countless victims were released and finally reunited with their families.
Survivors go to the grave of the undercover reporter to worship almost every year, and some people bravely face this dark past after being treated by a psychiatrist, and come here to revisit the old place and commemorate the hero Qingshan.
There are even many survivors who, because of this experience and the influence of Qingshan, have dedicated the rest of their lives to fighting against criminal forces, made outstanding contributions to society, and rescued countless people like them. of victims.
The crimes committed by the people in that organization are too deep, murdering people, abducting people, and killing innocent people. The number of people and property involved is huge, and they were directly sentenced to death.
On the day when he heard the news, Qing Shan stood there in a daze for a long time.
He looked at the road out of the village. This place is quite different from before.
Qing Shan smiled slightly.
I am a journalist, and I will be loyal to the party's journalism, insist on unity, stability and encouragement, and focus on positive publicity; promote the main theme and spread positive energy.
I am a journalist, and I will abide by the principles of authenticity, freshness, and conscience, because truth is the life of news, freshness is the blood of news, and conscience is the pulse of news!
I am a journalist. I will go to factories, to workshops, to rural areas, to fields, to communities, to interview residents I will go between the mountains and the sea, and take on the grass-roots atmosphere.
?Dedicated to the journey of the progress of the times, recording the expressions of social changes, and conveying the true voice of the masses.
I am proud, I am proud, I am a journalist. The glory of the predecessors has been recorded in the annals of history, and the responsibility of our generation is to carry on the past and open up the future!
The news is at the grassroots level, and the news is far away. When you see me, I'm in the newspaper; when you don't see me, I'm on the road. We are always moving forward.
Qing Shan raised his head, and he seemed to feel that the shackles that he was trapped here by his obsession had finally disappeared.
His figure gradually faded away.
The breeze blew quietly, taking away the persistence of an unknown hero, but it couldn't blow away the source of goodwill and fire that he left behind. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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