Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

"Qiyang, Zhang Fangxu has been arrested!"

Feeling the vibration from the mobile phone, Jiang Qiyang, who was filming on the set, stared at the viewfinder while fetching the mobile phone from his pocket. He looked at the phone display. At this moment, the male lead's performance was somewhat unsatisfactory, so he immediately picked it up. The loudspeaker yelled "Ka", and then said: "Okay, let's rest for a while, Han Sheng, look for the status."

After speaking, he connected the phone, and then he heard a furious voice coming from the other end of the phone, and there was no lack of panic in his tone.

Jiang Qiyang was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't remember who Zhang Fangxu was.

"Zhang Fangxu," Chen Yinglong was heartbroken: "Meng Zezhi's doctoral student disciple was the one I accused Meng Zezhi of stealing his thesis."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyang frowned slightly, his tone inadvertently anxious: "What the **** is going on?"

Chen Yinglong took a deep breath and explained the ins and outs of the matter in detail.

It's no wonder that Jiang Qiyang didn't know this matter. First, the movie had just started, and he was so busy these days, how could he be in the mood to pay attention to it.

Secondly, although this event is a great event in academia, it is a bit far away from ordinary people after all. The domestic turmoil is because it proves that it is a Chinese mathematician, and the country is proud of it. But outside of the country, the mainstream foreign media rarely writes about this matter. After all, it is proved that it is a Chinese mathematician, especially in the United States. This is true.

"Qiyang, what do you think I should do now?" I don't know if I found the backbone or something else, Chen Yinglong's panic disappeared a lot.

I was afraid that the police would pry something out of Zhang Fangxu's mouth. At this point, the government could spare him.

Jiang Qiyang considered more.

To put it a bit unpleasant, he and Chen Yinglong are now two grasshoppers on the same rope.

Something happened to Chen Yinglong, and he was not much better.

After all, the mental toxin that Chen Yinglong had on Meng Zezhi's body was given by him.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up from the director's chair, found a remote corner, and asked: "Zhang Fangxu knows you are the instigator behind the scenes?"

"This... I was on a whim back then. I didn't think it would be successful at first, so I just arranged someone to do it. Unexpectedly, he really did it. When I was happy, I let him go. Promoted to assistant."

Had it not been for this, could Chen Yinglong become so guilty?

Jiang Qiyang's blue veins appeared on his forehead, as if thinking of something, his pupils tightened, and he asked anxiously, "How long has Zhang Fangxu been in?"

"How long has it been?" Chen Yinglong was obviously aware of something, and looked at the secretary beside him.

"Three or three hours!" The secretary stammered.

"It's been more than three hours." Chen Yinglong quickly returned to Jiang Qiyang.

More than three hours?

Jiang Qiyang almost burst into flames in his eyes, and said: "Okay, I know everything, don't worry, I will take care of the matter."

"Good, good." Chen Yinglong was ecstatic, he knew that Jiang Qiyang must have a way, "Brother, as long as you can save me this time, I promise that in the next half of my life you will point me to the east and I will not go to the west..."

"Okay, okay," Jiang Qiyang interrupted him impatiently: "You don't have to do anything during this period of time, stay honestly, and sweep your tails clean, don't let people take advantage of the loopholes. ."

"understand."

Hanging up, Jiang Qiyang made a decisive decision: "System, get rid of Zhang Fangxu for me."

Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other solution.

As soon as the voice fell, a mechanical sound rose in his mind: "Received the instruction, get rid of Zhang Fangxu. Two million reputation points need to be deducted, will it be implemented?"

Jiang Qiyang has a stern face. I don’t know if he made a "Titanic", which only earned 1.2 million points of prestige. He is still thinking about waiting when he can accumulate 10 million points of prestige. From the system I bought a golden gun and didn’t pour the pill. Now it seems...

He gritted his teeth: "Yes."

On the other side, the Beijing Public Security Bureau.

"Concise, I'll leave it here. I taught you by hand. I don't have to talk about the means. I don't worry about letting other people handle this matter."

In the director's office, Song Changming reached out and knocked on the table with a serious face.

Zhou Jianming was violent and thunderous: "I have put my words here too, Chief, I can't do this."

Song Changming was also anxious. He pointed to his head: "Concise, do you know why you have been working for almost fifteen years, and you are still a second-level superintendent now, don't you know if your brain is not open?"

Zhou Jianming stalked his neck: "What's wrong with my mind? I'm happy. You taught me to be a policeman. You must restrain yourself and serve your duty, stick to the bottom line, and enforce the law impartially... But now, you actually want me to beat Zhang Fang Xuqu into a trick. , Admit that you are slandering Meng Zezhi, what is this, this?"

"When did I say that I was going to fight back and make a move, didn't that let you talk to him?"

Song Changming said bitterly: "Do you think I want to do this? The scandals of Meng Zezhi have been spread out of the country. If you look at what the newspapers in Korea and Japan say, I feel embarrassed. Kyungsung University Over there, the report meeting will be held soon. By then, experts and scholars from all over the world will come to China, and the domestic violence incident will be ignored. If the academic fraud scandal cannot be resolved, then there will be troubles in Korea and Japan. Hua Guo is really embarrassed to the whole world."

"So just for this, Zhang Fangxu has to stay with him for the rest of my life?" Zhou Jianming's glaring boss said incredulously: "Han Chuang studied hard for 20 years, and finally graduated with a PhD. The future is bright because of Meng Zezhi. A Goldbach conjecture came out. In the end, the degree was gone, the future was gone, and the reputation was gone. Director, Zhang Fang Xu is clearly the victim—"

"I know, how could I not know," Song Changming looked tired: "The government will not treat him badly. When this matter is over, we will send him abroad, and 30 million yuan has been prepared for him, enough for him to change his name. Surname, live a life carefree. That's 30 million, so many people can't make so much money in a lifetime."

"Can it be the same?" Zhou Jianming said angrily.

"What if it's different?" Song Changming couldn't say to him: "The face of the country and the reputation of Zhang Fangxu, you choose the same!"

After speaking, he stood up and left the office.

Zhou Jianming was left alone facing the empty desk, his face was blue and white, so lively.

After a while, he grabbed the police cap on his head and was about to fall to the ground, but stopped when he lifted it into the air.

Fuck—

He cursed secretly and kicked the foot of the desk as if venting his anger, only to hear a bang, and Song Changming's precious purple clay pot fell to the ground on the edge of the table and fell into a mess.

Zhou Jianming turned around and walked out.

"Brother Zhou." Xiao Zheng, who was waiting outside the door, screamed cautiously.

Zhou Jianming picked up his hat and buttoned it on his head, and said blankly: "Go, take Zhang Fangxu to Interrogation Room No. 3, I'll smoke a cigarette."

"it is good."

When Zhou Jianming returned from smoking, Xiao Zheng and Zhang Fangxu had been waiting in the interrogation room for some time.

Zhou Jianming hardly dared to look at Zhang Fangxu. He opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

After waiting for a long time, Zhou Jianming didn't even see Zhou Jianming speaking. Xiao Zheng glanced at him and sighed in his heart.

He calmly asked, "Name?"

"Zhang Fangxu."

"gender?"

"male."

"Home address?"

…

After going through these procedures, Xiao Zheng raised his hand and tapped on the desktop: "Let's talk about it, why did you slander Professor Meng for stealing your paper?"

"You're talking nonsense, it's obviously Meng Zezhi who stole my research results. Why didn't you arrest him and arrested me instead?" Zhang Fangxu said bitterly, because he knew that at the moment he only killed Meng Zezhi. Only by stealing his papers can he be safe and sound.

Xiao Zheng was so busy taking notes, there was no time to see Zhang Fangxu's expression.

As for Zhou Jianming, he is not in the state at all.

"Professor Meng stole your research results?" Xiao Zheng said with a sneer: "He is a professor who can even prove Goldbach's conjecture, and he needs to steal the results of a student of you. Is he crazy or stupid? Now, use your reputation as a trifle?"

"When he was two years ago..."

"Also," Xiao Zheng interrupted him without hesitation. "Most people do research in hiding, for fear of being known by others. It's okay for you, not only to publicize in the circle of friends and space, but even the first draft of the paper. You can show it to people casually. I wish everyone would know the content of your research. According to our survey, you published a thesis when you were a master, but you have never been so high-profile."

"It wasn't..."

Xiao Zheng didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and continued to make up: "To sum up the two points, we have every reason to suspect that you have premeditated theft of Professor Meng’s research results, and then for some ulterior purpose. Plant him."

The countermeasures he had thought of were all blocked by Xiao Zheng. He guessed the truth again and again. Zhang Fangxu, who had a guilty conscience and had no acting skills, instantly panicked.

Conscious that the video that was shown to the flat-headed people in the early stage was almost recorded, Xiao Zheng raised his head and controlled the mouse to turn off the camera in the interrogation room. When he was preparing to persuade Zhang Fangxu to admit his fate, he didn't expect to be right on Zhang Fangxu. The twisted hands in front of him.

Is this nervous?

Why does Zhang Fangxu feel nervous?

Shouldn't it be anger?

After all, this is turning black and white.

An absurd idea suddenly came up in Xiao Zheng's mind.

Noting Xiao Zheng's gaze, Zhang Fangxu's movements were stagnant, and he swallowed inadvertently. Although he adjusted immediately, these small movements did not escape Xiao Zheng's eyes.

Xiao Zheng squinted his eyes, and while operating the computer to turn on the camera again, he reached out and pushed Zhou Jianming next to him.

Zhou Jianming came back to his senses, followed Xiao Zheng's gaze and looked at him, facing Zhang Fangxu, who seemed to be looking at the two of them, but in fact his gaze was not focused at all, and his breathing was slow.

Is he in a guilty conscience?

Aware of this, Zhou Jianming was taken aback at first, and then his color changed.

He sat up straight in an instant, his eyes fixed on Zhang Fangxu, his mind cleared his thoughts as fast as he could. Then he said, his voice was low and majestic, full of oppression: "Xiao Zheng, call someone to go. How is Zhang Fangxu's father's illness?"

Then he looked at Zhang Fangxu: "I suddenly remembered something. You said that your father was ill and had uremia, and he had spent all his family savings, so he was forced to receive 60,000 yuan in compensation from Meng Zezhi. But as far as I know, 60,000 yuan can only support your dad’s dialysis for one year at most. As for your mom, the money she earns from small jobs throughout the year is enough for you to go to school. How can she be able to afford your father’s medical expenses? And the clothes on you..."

Zhou Jianming's eyes were dim, and there was a gnashing smell in his tone: "The price is not cheap, right?"

Zhang Fangxu's body was shaken, no mess, no mess...

He tried his best to calm himself down, but there was a cold sweat on his forehead unwillingly.

"No, it's not..."

Seeing Zhang Fangxu's performance, Zhou Jianming's heart fell cold, and he actually guessed it right.

So what was it that he fought hard with the director in the office just now?

Blame him for being preconceived. Whoever asked the chief to open his mouth was to let him buckle Zhang Fangxu's head. With the influence of the rumors outside, he almost believed that Zhang Fangxu was the victim.

But it's not the time to care about these things, Zhou Jianming took a deep breath, "Speaking of which, who instructed you to do this?"

"No, obviously, it was Meng Zezhi who robbed my paper." The same thing was said from Zhang Fangxu's mouth now, as if he had lost his confidence.

“According to Article 6 of my country’s Criminal Law, anyone who steals technical achievements and other commercial secrets and causes particularly serious consequences shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years, and shall be fined.”

Zhou Jianming said in a cold voice: "There is also the crime of false accusation in the Criminal Law, which is regarded as an act that seriously damages the interests of others and causes serious consequences, and shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years and not more than ten years, plus one The crime of defamation, the three crimes are punished together, and at this point, no one can protect you. Do you think the judge will give a lighter sentence or a heavier sentence. Zhang Fangxu, you have worked hard for 21 years before you have today, I don’t want to Spend the rest of your life in prison!"

Go to jail?

Zhang Fangxu trembled at the corner of his mouth, with a look of horror on his face.

Zhou Jianming refused to give up and said: "Zhang Fangxu, it is not easy for your parents to raise you to this day. If you live in prison for more than ten or twenty years, how many years do you think they can live outside?"

Zhang Fangxu's breathing was short, his eyes flushed.

Zhou Jianming persuaded: "It's better for you to cooperate with us and be a tainted witness. Maybe the judge sees your guilty confession with a good attitude, and you will get a lighter sentence. It will come out in a few years. At least you will have a hope for your parents to live. ,What do you think?"

Zhang Fangxu's expression was complicated, and he was obviously moved by Zhou Jianming.

Until Xiao Zheng opened the door and walked in, destroying the last trace of luck in his heart.

He said: "Brother Zhou, I found out. For the past two years, Zhang's father has been living in the high-level ward of the city hospital. Medical expenses are directly credited to the hospital account from an unfamiliar card number. The Investigation Department has targeted this card number. An investigation has been launched, and the results will be available tonight at the latest."

Hearing this, Zhou Jianming snapped a slap on the table, and he shouted: "Zhang Fangxu, can't you explain it truthfully?"

Zhang Fangxu was almost frightened. He trembled and said incoherently, "I, I said...I was also forced, my dad is sick, uremia, and the family has spent all their savings to treat him. I don’t want to drop out of school. At this time, the surname Liu came to me. He wanted me to follow Meng Zezhi and grab his research results. It was at that time that Meng Zezhi was in a bad state of mind. My classmates and the courtyard. His mentors don’t really like contacting him, so no one knows what he studied during that time..."

"Who is the surname Liu you are talking about?" Zhou Jianming asked.

"Liu, last name..." At this moment, Zhang Fangxu suddenly covered his heart and spouted a mouthful of blood, "...I, I..."

"what happened?"

Suddenly such a change happened. Zhou Jianming and the two of them tightened, got up from their chairs, and rushed up.

Before they could get closer, Zhang Fangxu had already knocked his head on the wooden board in front of his chest, and there was no sound.

"Zhang Fangxu, Zhang Fangxu?" Zhou Jianming quickly helped him up, reaching out to pinch Zhang Fangxu's group.

But he didn't want to put his finger under his nose, Zhou Jianming's face changed drastically, and he said with difficulty: "I'm out of breath!"