I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 92 Tao Zhuo's Help

Jiang Mo glanced at his phone. The Weibo id of the person who spread the rumors was Feng Jifeng Yeqing.

Fengjifengyeqing's account was registered in May 2019. It is a female gender. The home page only has this Weibo account, which was posted on iPhone 5.

He is very clear that this is a small phone that has not been used for a long time, and this mobile phone is also a model from a few years ago.

Jiang Mo's eyes shifted from the mobile phone to the computer again. He had a friend before who made a website.

The website contains the registration information of each software, but because this website has leaked the information of many people, this website was reported a year ago.

Although this website is gone, the information registered in May 2019 should still be available.

He opened WeChat and sent a message to a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

[Jiang Mo] Brother Zhuo, I have something to ask for your help.

After he finished sending the message, he sat in front of the computer without any haste, and had already conceived a simple plan in his mind.

Jiang Mo didn't intend to let Song Cheng know about this, maybe he was a little selfish, but from the beginning to the end, it was all his own responsibility.

He didn't want her to crawl out of one abyss and fall into another quagmire.

"Buzz..."

The screen of Jiang Mo's mobile phone lit up, it was a message from Brother Zhuo.

[Tao Zhuo] Yo, you are a busy person and still have time to send me a message.

【Tao Zhuo】Okay, tell me, what can I do for you?

【Jiang Mo】Help me check the information of a Weibo account registered in May 19. The id is Fengjifengyeqing.

【Tao Zhuo】OK.

Jiang Mo quit Weibo again and sent a group message to Ma Qingqing and Jin Qi.

[Jiang Mo] Don't send messages to Song Cheng during this time.

After a few seconds, he realized that he had formed a small group.

[Ma Qingqing]?
【Jin Qi】?
[Lu Yu] Why am I here?

【Jiang Mo】...

[Ma Qingqing] There's really no big words, I didn't see the blog posted by the sick person in the hot search last night, but I saw it this morning!

[Ma Qingqing] Is that person trying to catch the heat?What he said was so false, yet a bunch of people joined in the fun and said it was true.

【Jin Qi】Yes!I'm furious!

[Lu Yu] Did I... miss something?

Lu Yu, who was in another room, was lying on the bed and fell into deep thought. He seemed to know something, but he didn't seem to know anything.

Then, he silently blocked the group. He didn't quit because their captain pulled him in. It's not good to quit.

Here, Jiang Mo was still looking at the WeChat interface, waiting for Tao Zhuo to send that person's information.

Tao Zhuo was his classmate in the second year of high school. In the second year of high school, the two of them were at the same table, and Tao Zhuo was one year older than him.

Jiang Mo likes to do questions, Tao Zhuo likes to play with the computer, according to what he said, he built a website while playing with the computer.

It was originally a free website, but after a lot of people logged in, Tao Zhuo didn't earn any money, and was even reported.

Later, when Jiang Mo transferred to another school, Tao Zhuo specially left his contact information, and now he finally uses it.

Jiang Mo thought to himself, he had to thank him that day, after all, he hadn't seen him for several years.

"Buzz~"

[Tao Zhuo] found out.

【Tao Zhuo】Picture.jpg
He directly threw out a picture and showed it to Jiang Mo.

In that picture, the specific time when the Weibo account was registered, the name, age, photo, permanent address, and even the ID number were all found out.

Jiang Mo smiled, thinking that he deserved it.

[Jiang Mo] Thanks, Brother Zhuo.

[Tao Zhuo] Don't thank me in a hurry, the registrant of this account died in 2020.

"Dead?" Jiang Mo raised his hand and bit his nails, "If he died in 2020, his account must have been hacked."

[Tao Zhuo] By the way, why did you remember to ask me to check this account, you won’t commit any crime, right?

【Jiang Mo】Brother Zhuo, even if you commit a crime, it is impossible for me to commit a crime.

[Tao Zhuo] Tsk, what are you talking about!Believe it or not, I'll come and arrest you right away?
[Jiang Mo] Brother, are you a policeman now?

[Tao Zhuo] If it hurts, it's just an Internet police.When I was out of high school, my dad took me to the army, and then they saw that I was playing computer games, so they asked me to become an Internet policeman after I was discharged from the army.

Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, Tao Zhuo can help with this matter, and they are also in charge of such matters on the Internet.

What a coincidence!
[Jiang Mo] Brother Zhuo, can I call the police for you?
[Tao Zhuo] What's the matter?Was raped by the Internet?

[Jiang Mo] No, it's about my girlfriend.

[Tao Zhuo] You kid... If this is the case, I will take your case, send me the things, and I will take a look.

Jiang Mo quickly sorted out the things posted by Feng Jifeng Yeqing's id, made a compressed package, and sent it to Tao Zhuo.

After Tao Zhuo received the compressed package, he never sent any message to Jiang Mo again.

He leaned on the chair and looked at the picture Tao Zhuo sent him. Such a young man died like this?

In the picture, the person who registered this Weibo account is called Fang Daofeng, aged 19.

In 19, 19-year-old Fang Daofeng registered this account, and he died a year later when he was only 20 years old.

Who is logging into his account now?
Jiang Mo turned off his phone, accidentally searched for this person's name on the computer, and found it on a certain news website.

Fang Daofeng, a student of xx University, died in a car accident on May 2020, 5. His car crashed into a fuel tank truck, and his body was burned in the end.

Jiang Mo was still complaining in his heart for a while, this website actually typed out the names of the victims.

"May 5th..." Seeing this time, he stopped the mouse, stroked his chin, and glanced at the WeChat picture Tao Zhuo sent.

Fang Daofeng registered on Weibo on May 2019, 5, exactly one year after his death.

He took a deep breath, what exactly did this mean, and after staring at the screen for a while, Jiang Mo turned off the computer.

Now, his brain hurts.

Song Cheng didn't seem to wake up yet, Jiang Mo quietly got up from the chair, walked to the bedside to see her.

She was sleeping soundly, Jiang Mo turned around and took an unwashed sweater from the closet, and spread it on the floor.

Then he closed the closet door again, sat in front of her, and looked at her on his stomach. The area around her eyes didn't seem too swollen.

The surrounding is very quiet, really a comfortable environment.

Song Cheng smacked her mouth a few times, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, rubbed her eyes twice, and then slowly opened one left eye.

She can see things hazyly, and when the other right eye is also opened, she can clearly see Jiang Mo lying beside the bed.

"Why are you here?" She asked him and closed her eyes again.

Jiang Mo thought for a while, and said back to her: "I'm waiting for you to wake up, I'll take you out to play when you wake up."

Song Cheng sighed, and said to him softly: "I don't have any strength, can I not go out?"

She opened her eyes again, and held his hand with one hand, "I'm so tired..."

(End of this chapter)