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Chapter 97 Reversal (four more words for subscription)

As soon as the words of body search came out, there was a sudden commotion in the venue.

You must know that almost all the people here are the second generation, and no one would be happy to be searched with such a disregard for dignity.

Your Zhu family is indeed the number one chaebol, but we are not much worse than you.

Lu Qing noticed that Chen Xingjun and that friend were quietly paying attention to him.

So he deliberately showed a nervous expression, and began to fumble for his pocket.

Seeing this, Chen Xingjun was worried that Lu Qing would find out that he was pulling the finger in advance, so he quickly gave his friend a look.

The other party also reacted quickly, immediately yelled, and rushed out: "Brother Haiyuan, I'm sorry, I did it!"

As he spoke, he ran up to Zhu Haiyuan, turned over and knelt down, punched his head on the ground, and admitted his mistake with a big bow.

"you?"

Looking at the person who ran out, Zhu Haiyuan subconsciously looked at Chen Xingjun.

He remembered that this person was Chen Xingjun's subordinate.

Chen Xingjun also showed astonishment at this moment, his eyes were full of disbelief: "Zhao Yinghou, you... how could you do such a thing?"

Zhu Haiyuan was so angry that his eyes lit up with anger, he kicked Zhao Yinghou's shoulder, and kicked him somersaults: "Xiba, why did you steal my finger ring?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Haiyuan, I'm sorry!"

Zhao Yinghou just knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Chen Xingjun, he belongs to you, what do you say?"

Zhu Haiyuan ignored Zhao Yinghou and asked Chen Xingjun.

Chen Xingjun's face was livid, and he said: "I'm sorry, Brother Haiyuan, it was my fault, and I didn't expect Zhao Yinghou to be this kind of person... But, Brother Haiyuan, he followed me after all, as long as he returns the wrench You, I hope you can look at my face and let it go lightly."

Seeing that Chen Xingjun seemed to be really ignorant, Zhu Haiyuan nodded and said, "Since you, Chen Xingjun, have already spoken, I have to give you some face."

After speaking, he kicked Zhao Yinghou's chest again, trampled him on the soles of his feet, and asked in a harsh voice, "Where's my finger puller, why don't you take it out?"

"I... I can't say."

Zhao Yinghou blushed and said with difficulty.

"Ok?"

Zhu Haiyuan couldn't help being taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Chen Xingjun, his eyes narrowed: "Why, you gave the finger to someone else?"

Chen Xingjun also pretended to be shocked, and shouted: "Zhao Yinghou, what are you waiting for, quickly take out the wrench!"

Zhao Yinghou just shook his head.

Seeing this, Zhu Haiyuan looked at Chen Xingjun, and then at Zhao Yinghou, who was silent at his feet. A look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and his intuition told him that something seemed wrong.

Seeing that Zhu Haiyuan became suspicious, Chen Xingjun rushed over and said to Zhao Yinghou, "Xiba, Zhao Yinghou, I'm usually nice to you. If you don't speak at this time, are you trying to frame me on purpose?"

"No, no!"

Zhao Yinghou shook his head violently when he heard the words: "Brother Xingjun, I never meant to frame you!"

"If you don't mean to frame me, then tell the truth!"

Chen Xingjun roared.

"me……"

Zhao Yinghou hesitated for a while, but still didn't want to say it.

aside,
Looking at the acting skills of Chen Xingjun and Zhao Yinghou, Lu Qing couldn't help but sneer.

'Clumsy, so clumsy...'

Their acting skills meant that they were all teenagers, but any adult would have seen through their double reeds at a glance.

At this time,

Zhu Haiyuan became impatient, and directly pushed Chen Xingjun away, saying, "Zhao Yinghou, if you don't say yes, then I'll beat you until you say so!"

After speaking, he raised his arm and was about to make a move.

"Wait! Brother Haiyuan, give me some face, and I'll try to persuade him one last time. If not, you can beat him however you want!"

As he said that, Chen Xingjun pinched his thigh hard, squeezed out a tear, and said to Zhao Yinghou with regret, "Zhao Yinghou, Brother Suan, please tell me, who is behind the scenes who ordered you to steal Haiyuan?" Brother's fingers? Tell me quickly, or you will be the one who suffers!"

Seemingly moved by Chen Xingjun, Zhao Yinghou finally couldn't hold back, yelled, knelt down on Lu Qing's side, and howled dryly, "I'm sorry, Master Daojun!"

brush!
Hearing this name, everyone looked at Lu Qing.

And Lu Qing...

He couldn't help but laugh.

No way, who made Chen Xingjun and Zhao Yinghou's acting skills too exaggerated?
It's even more exaggerated than a traffic star playing a pregnant woman.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped……

He clapped his hands, slowly came out from behind the crowd, and said sincerely: "Brother Xingjun, this scene of the two of you is really great, so wonderful, it makes you feel dizzy... I think if you put it on the stage, The ticket price is at least [-] won."

"What... what?"

Seeing that Lu Qing was so calm, for some reason, Chen Xingjun suddenly recalled the scene of being led by the nose by Lu Qing in Zhengxinzhai that day. He subconsciously took half a step back and said in panic, "What stage, what are you talking about?"

Immediately, he came back to his senses and hurriedly asked Zhao Yinghou: "Zhao Yinghou, let me ask you, is it my younger brother, Chen Daojun, who instigated you to steal the finger behind your back?"

"Yes, Brother Xingjun, that is...Master Daojun!"

Zhao Yinghou also realized that Lu Qing's reaction seemed to be different from what he and the others had imagined before, but at this time the arrow was on the string, and he had to say it, so he could only answer according to the agreement.

Whoa!
As soon as he said this, everyone immediately looked at Lu Qing with disdain.

Some well-informed people even thought of Lu Qing's life experience.

"This Chen Daojun is the son of the illegitimate son of the Shunyang family, right?"

"No wonder you can steal things!"

"Bring it in your bones?"

"How could Chen Xingjun have such a younger brother? It's really pitiful."

"I heard that since Chen Daojun transferred to another school, Chen Xingjun still takes care of him every day."

"Now Chen Xingjun will be tricked by Chen Daojun."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Chen Xingjun's confidence slowly returned.

There was a flash of joy in his eyes, but he looked at Lu Qing with feigned shock on his face: "Daojun, is it true what Zhao Yinghou said, that you stole Brother Haiyuan's finger?"

"Hey, brothers are fighting against the wall to defend against their insults."

Lu Qing sighed and asked, "Brother Xingjun, have you heard this sentence?"

Before Chen Xingjun could answer, he asked himself and answered, "You definitely don't know, otherwise you wouldn't have done such a thing."

He looked at Chen Xingjun, and said calmly: "Brother Xingjun, you don't really think that grandpa will like you so much if you blame me for stealing the finger?"

"What are you talking about, the point now is that you stole the finger, don't talk about those useless things!"

The more indifferent Lu Qing was, the more flustered Chen Xingjun became.

Seeing that the people around him gradually showed suspicious expressions, he hurriedly said, "Chen Daojun, if you didn't steal anything, would you dare to show everyone your pocket?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Lu Qing again.

In the final analysis, whoever the finger is on is the most suspect.

Lu Qing patted his pocket, and said calmly: "Are you talking about this thing that you secretly put in my pocket?"

"Chen Daojun, don't be so innocent. What do you mean we secretly put in your pocket? It's your clothes pocket. How can we put such a big wrench in your pocket in front of you!"

Chen Xingjun's eyes shone with the pleasure of getting revenge, and he shouted nervously: "Admit it, you are the one who ordered Zhao Yinghou to steal the finger!"

Seeing Chen Xingjun's out-of-control emotions, Lu Qing thought to himself, it's really the same as in the play, he couldn't control his anger.

Seeing that Lu Qing didn't answer, everyone looked at him suspiciously again.

"Chen Daojun, is it really you?"

Zhu Haiyuan couldn't help asking.

Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, and looking at Chen Xingjun who couldn't help laughing out loud, Lu Qing suddenly shook his head and laughed out loud.

Hearing Lu Qing's laughter, everyone present was stunned.

For some reason, Chen Xingjun suddenly felt an ominous premonition welling up in his heart, and he hurriedly said to Zhu Haiyuan: "Brother Haiyuan, hurry up, let someone search Chen Daojun's body to see if he stole your fingertip!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haiyuan was taken aback, and looked at Chen Xingjun with a frown, with suspicion in his eyes.

After all, Chen Daojun is Chen Xingjun's younger brother, or a younger brother who is only a few years old and has just started elementary school. How can an older brother expect his younger brother to be convicted?
Chen Xingjun also realized that he seemed a little anxious, and hurriedly explained: "Brother Haiyuan, I don't want to see my brother go astray..."

Hearing this explanation, Zhu Haiyuan nodded slightly.

He was about to have someone search Lu Qing's body, when Lu Qing suddenly stopped laughing and asked Zhao Yinghou, "Zhao Yinghou, tell me, I ordered you to steal the finger pull, right?"

"Yes, it's you. You said that you have liked Brother Haiyuan's finger wrenching for a long time."

Zhao Yinghou didn't dare to look at Lu Qing's black and white eyes, and lowered his head to speak according to the lines.

"Okay, not to mention that I just transferred to another school and didn't know Brother Haiyuan at all before, even if what you said is true, then I want to ask you, how did you hand over the finger to me just now? "

Lu Qing asked sarcastically.

Hearing this, Zhao Yinghou subconsciously looked at Chen Xingjun—they hadn't rehearsed this question, so they didn't know how to answer it.

Chen Xingjun didn't dare to look at Zhao Yinghou, coughed lightly, and said, "Just answer well, don't worry about me."

"Oh, I... I just..."

Just as Zhao Yinghou was about to answer, he was interrupted by Lu Qing, who said softly, "Zhao Yinghou, a friendly reminder, you must answer this question carefully, otherwise if there are too many flaws, you may not be able to come back later."

"is it?"

Zhao Yinghou shuddered suddenly, and really rethought.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xingjun almost exploded with anger, brother, you listened to Lu Qing at this time, are you telling me you are lying!

Seeing that Zhao Yinghou hadn't reacted yet, Chen Xingjun couldn't help coughing loudly.

"what?"

Zhao Yinghou raised his head in a daze, and found that all the people around him were looking at him with strange expressions on their faces.

broken!

Zhao Yinghou came to his senses quickly, and without thinking too much, he hurriedly said to Zhu Haiyuan: "Brother Haiyuan, I... I just handed over the wrench to Master Daojun, and then watched him put it in his pocket."

"Ah!"

Lu Qing sneered: "You said you gave me the wrench by hand, so which hand did you give it to me, and which hand did I take it?"

"I gave it to you with my right hand, and you received it with your left hand. Now the wrench is in your left pocket!"

Zhao Yinghou pointed to Lu Qing's clothes and said loudly.

All eyes were on Lu Qing's left pocket, and sure enough, a bulge could be seen faintly inside.

Lu Qing patted his pocket on purpose to make the bulge more conspicuous, and asked again with certainty: "Give your right hand the wrench to my left—you're sure you won't change it, right?"

"Sure, don't change it... No, this is the truth, how to change it?"

Zhao Yinghou was sure.

"Well, if that's the case—"

Lu Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was as sharp as a dagger: "According to what you said, since I took the wrench from your hand, there must be my fingerprints on this wrench?"

"when……"

Just as Zhao Yinghou wanted to say yes, his expression suddenly stopped, and he froze in place.

Lu Qing has never touched the wrench, so how could there be fingerprints?

"Why didn't you speak?"

Lu Qing looked at Zhao Yinghou with a sneer.

"Ah, no, no, I made a mistake just now, I'll say it again!"

Layers of cold sweat broke out on Zhao Yinghou's forehead, and his eyes wandered: "I didn't hand you my hand just now, I... I am... I am..."

He wanted to find a way to put it in Lu Qing's pocket without Lu Qing's fingerprints on his fingers, but he was in a hurry and couldn't help but froze there.

"Zhao Yinghou!"

Seeing this, Lu Qing yelled loudly: "Are you still lying at this time?!"

He shouted loudly like a bronze bell, and Zhao Yinghou was so frightened that his body trembled, his whole body was sweating profusely, and he burst into tears: "I'm sorry, Master Daojun, I'm sorry..."

By this time, how did everyone not know that Zhao Yinghou had been lying?

Especially Zhu Haiyuan was so angry that he kicked Zhao Yinghou down and cursed angrily: "Xiba, tell me, is it you who ordered me?"

"me……"

Zhao Yinghou didn't dare to hide anymore, and pointed at Chen Xingjun with trembling fingers.

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