Jia Dafu lit a cigarette, and his back was always close to the guardrail on the roof, and the surrounding constables did not dare to act rashly.

He leaned to his mouth and took a deep breath, and in the curling smoke surrounding his face, he spoke in blood and tears.

"Xilingchen, I've already obtained the copy of the government land acquisition report, right? Why can he have this privilege and directly see business documents that the government has not disclosed yet? Isn't this worth investigating? Is it the royal family indulging in collusion between officials and businessmen?"

"Who handed over this report to him, what does that person have to do with him? Is it considered dereliction of duty if he does this?"

"Has this document been deliberately postponed and blocked the news to the outside world... Why can the property that is about to be expropriated for public auction? How much benefit did the person who cooperated with Xilingchen accept him, how much authority did he have, or does it mean that there is another high-level protective umbrella behind them?"

"This time, Xilingchen maliciously manipulated the stock market, which made our company's stocks fall to the limit. Is his behavior illegal? What kind of way can he deal with him?"

"No one expected how many times the two lakes chambers of commerce could have expanded to today's scale in such a short time. Or no one was willing to care about how many times they had played on the edge of the law."

"Also, I heard that Xilingchen had an economic criminal record early in the morning and was arrested and imprisoned. I have investigated, and the charge was for 'selling of banned goods'. So is the company under his name still selling banned goods? Is there anyone who can investigate? Or is it that even the investigators have long stood on the same boat as him?"

"A businessman with credit stains like this can really be completely bleached? As long as he can pay taxes on time, can he be forgiven for all his crimes?"

Jia Dafu said this passage without stopping throughout the whole process. Obviously, all the questions had been lingering in his mind for a long time in recent days.

His aura when he said these words was like he was giving a report to an employee. When he was excited, he would raise a finger and press it heavily in the air, as if he was hitting a desk that did not exist.

Although his face seemed to be as normal as he spoke slowly, all the pain flowed in his blood, making his face red. It was also unsurprising that now he was like a cannon barrel that had reached the critical point. As long as he was a little more stimulus, he would be completely detonated.

After saying that, he took another deep breath of cigarette and dusted off the ashes.

"You have posted all my questions in your newspaper and reported them all. I hope Xilingchen will give the world a public answer."

Yueju came back to her senses and agreed repeatedly: "Okay, I remember these questions and I will definitely report them truthfully."

"Don't worry, when I was a reporter at the beginning, I hoped to make my own voice for the lower-class people. My position will definitely be fair and just."

Jia Dafu nodded thoughtfully. Seeing this, Yueju also tentatively tentatively: "Then... Uncle Jia, can you come down first?" She struggled to find the pillar that could cheer him up. "Only by living well, can you see the day when Xilingchen is sanctioned?"

"And, you are the pillar of your family. Now that something big has happened, your family must need you very much. You can't just leave them alone, right?"

"The most important thing now is that your family must work together to overcome difficulties." Seeing that his emotions were slowly calming down, Yueju secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to persuade, "My wife cannot be without a husband, and her son cannot be without a father. You must cheer up and give them a complete home."

Jia Dafu did not answer, but his smoking movements became more and more urgent. Soon a cigarette burned to the end, and he threw it on the ground, then reached into his arms, took out the jade slip, and called a familiar contact information.

"...hey?" The moment the message finally came into contact, there was tension and expectation in his weak voice.

He was longing for the only warmth that remained in winter. But he was also afraid that the result of this call would not be as he wished.

Opposite, there was a cold silence.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Jia Dafu swallowed, "I want to hear the voices of you and your son."

"Are you all okay?"

This time, it turned out to be called to his wife again.

He has never contacted his family for so many days. He is afraid to contact them, afraid of bearing their blame, and afraid of facing their tolerance, making himself ashamed.

But, whether on the eve of success or on the verge of failure, what he always longed for was the support of his family. It was enough to see from his instinctive reactions from these two calls.

This time, the opposite side quickly remembered a sarcastic female voice and cursed her head and faced with great pain.

"You still have the face to call me? OK? Is that good? You lost money when doing business outside, owed others money, and caused our entire family to be implicated. Do you know?"

"Where have you been hiding? All the family affairs are left to us mother and mother? We deserve to be unlucky?"

"The debt collection has been running home these days, moving away all valuable things. Even my son and I have frozen several of the savings cards. Who are we provoking to whom?"

"You have been in the mall for so many years, and it's been in vain? Losing to a junior who is faster than you is short of a round, it's embarrassing to say it out! Tell me what's the use of living, why don't you just die, you?"

Because the sound was sharp and loud, even the people on the rooftop could vaguely hear it. And they also watched helplessly, Jia Dafu's already improved face was pale.

"Okay, okay, I haven't enjoyed any blessings after marrying you over the years. Don't implicate your debts and I will bear them with you. Tell you, I want to divorce you! I have prepared the agreement and asked someone to send it to you. Then you sign a letter, and you will live yours and mine in the future, and don't bother anyone!"

Yueju felt something was wrong, and the situation that had already stabilized took a sharp turn for the worse. Although she wanted to stop it, she could not interfere in this couple's communication.

Jia Dafu's face was getting stiffer and stiffer, his lips were purple, as if he was frozen in the snow and ice. Or maybe his heart was really frozen, not because of the cold weather, but because of the coldness of human feelings.

"If I die... I won't drag you down again?" He closed his eyes several times, his lips trembled, his face was blue and white, and he almost used all his strength to squeeze out this sentence.

What came from the opposite side was still a disdainful mockery.

"Do you have it, die quickly if you love it, die far away, don't get dirty my eyes!"

Jia Dafu's face was already as frozen as death. He slowly ended the call, and the last line of defense in his heart finally completely collapsed.

When people are desperate, they will always subconsciously seek the warmth of their loved ones. But if their loved ones give you just an ice cone, it will become the last straw that crushes the camel.

A sentence appeared in his mind very clearly: "Honey and wife are birds in the same forest, but they fly away when the disaster strikes."

When he was about to bid for the Tengfei Building, he also made a message. At that time, his wife showed joy and flattered him, saying that she wanted to travel with him and her son to celebrate his achievements... The words were still in her ears.

And now, he lost this battle and was in a downfall. What has his wife's attitude turned into?

Although he had known for a long time that his wife was willing to marry him, but he only took a fancy to his money. But over the years, he had never treated her badly. People's hearts were full of flesh. He thought that even if there was no love between them, there should always be family affection... Until today he realized that his wife had never loved him, even for a day.

What about the son? As a rich second-generation born with a golden spoon in his mouth, his son has been used to being too busy since childhood. How would he view his incompetent father?

If the wife will remarry with her son in the future, they will form a family with another man, and they will have another "husband" and "father". What about themselves? They are just a redundant person...

From beginning to end, when and where... are all redundant.

The crowd watching the excitement downstairs kept shouting: "Jump, jump quickly!" The noisy sounds came together with his wife's words "Why are you not dead?", and everything was urging him to "get on the road, get on the road."

After all, no one in this world needs me—

Probably, I'm going to die...

The scenery around him was rotating in front of his eyes. Jia Dafu's legs became weak and he sat down on the edge of the building.

If he continues to survive in a stagnant way, for Xilingchen, he is just his defeated general, and he is the dog he can forget in a blink of an eye.

Only when he dies... can he turn into a scar in his heart, leaving him with a debt of life forever... he will be the poison in his blood and the thorn in his bones, making him think of himself every time his heart beats, and for this, he will be in peace for the rest of his life!

Jia Dafu's already empty eyes suddenly became extremely sharp again. He raised the jade slip and quickly pressed it on the screen a few times, as if he had edited some information.

At the last moment, he looked at Yueju with a wry smile.

"Little girl, maybe you are indeed a good reporter."

"It's just that the pattern of the world cannot be changed by the power of a person..."

"This society cannot tolerate things that are too pure..."

A strange smile gradually gathered on his face.

That is a smile that sees through everything and is determined to give up everything.

Then, under the gaze of the rooftop, he leaned his upper body and fell to the back, and fell straight down to the roof of the stairs amid a burst of exclamations!

Yue Ju ran forward screamingly, stretching out her hand frantically to pull him. Most of her body followed her and poked out of the roof and was pulled tightly by the constable who rushed over.

Soon, a dull sound came from below.

Jia Dafu fell to the ground, as if he had lost all his strength, leaning on all sides. Below his head next to the ground, a piece of blood and brain soil were gushing out. Blood was flowing on the unmelted snow, red and white, like a bowl of broken tofu brain, or like a bloody plum blossom withered in the cold winter.

Jia Dafu died at the end of the year.

Originally, he could have listened to the New Year's bells like everyone, enter the new year and ushered in new hope, but he left himself forever at the end of the year.

In the days when everyone is busy getting rid of the old and welcoming the new, he has also become the dust of the old year. From now on, his name may be just a symbol in the book of entertainment and a lesson that merchants will learn from.

He kept his life's success, failure, honor and disgrace for this year.

A generation of real estate giants ended in such a sad end.

Yueju on the roof was almost collapsed. It was once a person, a living life! He used to stand here, crying, laughing, telling his ideals, and questioning the world, but now he fell in front of his eyes, and the yin and yang were reversed, and everything was over.

She could have saved him, but she almost wanted to save him, but why did she fail in the end?

What would he think of at the moment when he fell down, that moment was neither long nor short? Will he be desperate? Will he regret it? Will he regret entering the business world? If he had chosen to be an ordinary person at the beginning, even if he had to worry about the mortgage every month, and even if he had to calculate the balance in his card, would he be happier than he is now?

After being a reporter for a long time, this is not the first time she has seen a corpse up close. She has even seen many more miserable deaths, but this time it was definitely the biggest psychological impact on her.

It even made her doubt about the career of journalists and the whole world.

Below, there were still many flashes surrounding Jia Dafu's body, as if in this way, a lost life was frozen.

To them, nothing is important.

Those who watch the fun will leave after seeing enough. Those reporters will leave after taking enough photos.

In a few days, new hot spots will appear in society, and people will never lack topics of discussion. Who cares that there was a corpse that once lay quietly in the snow, leaving with hatred.

...

The micro-time and space dynamics posted by Jia Dafu before his death were also on the hot search and were hung up all day.

Jia Dafu: @Xilingchen, I will use my life to sue you and this rotten world!

Yueju stared at this dynamic, touching the screen with her fingers as if she wanted to touch a little residual temperature.

Yes... it was not only Xilingchen who killed him, but also his snobbish wife, but also the media that fanned the flames, and the rabble watching the fun.

During an avalanche, every snowflake is not innocent.
Chapter completed!