29: Chapter 29: Finding clues

Chapter 29: Finding clues

At 1 a.m., I couldn't sleep because of what happened the day before yesterday. I just turned on my computer and continued to pay attention to the popularity of the incident. What surprised me was that there was someone refreshing the post so late. Even though he didn't want to see those comments, he still clicked on them. 1

"I know this woman. I've been Third Party since I was young."

"That's right, XX from the XX community."

"This shameless woman, let's make an appointment to teach her a lesson."

"Let me tell you guys. I've lived near her house before. Her mother is n' t a good person. She's a shameless family."

I was a little shocked that they had actually dug out my address just like that. Could it be that this farce on the Internet was going to spread to real life? I had seen my high school classmates die from the violence on campus because of the jealousy of others. If it was just a verbal abuse on the Internet, I could still endure it. But now that it had already involved my family and even insulted my parents, how could I continue to endure?

He sighed and helplessly opened the account he had previously registered to refute those people." Do you really know her?" "Wouldn't your conscience be disturbed by slandering a person's innocence like this?"

Who would have thought that when I sent out this comment, those people continued to use their cannons to insult me. Their words were even more filthy. I was so angry that my face turned red. However, their reply speed was really too fast. I could only withdraw from side account. Hopefully, time would dilute all this.

It seemed that this matter was still a little distant from the end.

Thinking about the analysis of separation during the day, I still could not believe that the man who had lived with me for so long would frame me. There was no reason for that. Could it be that my bad luck would bring him any benefits?

Thinking of the punch and kick he had given me earlier, I quickly ruled out the possibility that it was him. His nature wasn't too bad, but Uncle Zhang's sudden death had hit him too hard. Moreover, he had always liked to use violence to solve problems. It was impossible for him to think of such a shady matter.

Suddenly, a Gu Cheng greeting popped up in the phone writer's private message." Are you okay?" "What's going on?"

He had long been concerned about the current situation and had no choice but to deal with other matters. That was why he had no time to worry about me, who was in the middle of a storm.

"Yes, I didn't do these things. Can you trust me?" I don't want this fan who has the best relationship with me to lose trust in me because of these unfounded rumors.

"I trust you. "Do you know how the website is doing?" He asked.

"That book has already been put on sale. The specific editor will let me wait for news." I thought of Sister Wang's words and helplessly said to him.

"If I could help you out of this predicament, would you believe me?" Gu Cheng sent me something that made me feel weird. I looked at the words on the screen and laughed at myself.

"How can you help me?" I asked curiously. This matter could not even be suppressed by the website, so how could this Gu Cheng help me?

"As long as you trust me, then everything will be easy." Gu Cheng mind spun rapidly. He had already devised a perfect plan.

"I trust you." I still trusted this fan very much. After all, he was the only one who was willing to trust me now.

I chatted with him a few more times, and he gave me some suggestions. Gradually, I felt sleepy, and Gu Cheng felt so reliable that I felt a little relieved.

I didn't know if Gu Cheng had promised to help me investigate. After all, he was just a fan of mine. I had to ask him to help me solve my mess.

At this moment, I was reading Xia Lian novels and saw that her votes had already surpassed mine. Now, I could no longer hope to be on equal footing with her. I even had the thought of quitting the writing circle.

Thinking of the encouragement from the readers these days and the joy I felt when I saw someone reading my article, I felt even more reluctant to part with it. I could only pray to the heavens that I could be cleared as soon as possible.

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