Qiao Yu!
The call turned out to be from Qiao Yu!
"What...what's going on?" The man's reaction was stronger than that of everyone around him. His brother Qiao Yu was dead, and he knew this better than anyone else.
This was confirmed by the police.
Normal people would hang up the video call. Even if someone stole the account to play a prank, the man seemed to be stunned. His hand shook and he connected to the video call.
Hua Luo, who was closest to him, stretched out her hand to stop him, but it was still a step too late.
"嚓——"
"嚓——"
...
There is a strange friction sound in the video, which gives people a very uncomfortable feeling, as if someone is kicking their shoes and rubbing their feet on the rough ground.
At this point, a few people bravely stepped forward and stared at the mobile phone screen.
The video was a bit dark, and it seemed to be in an underground garage. There were echoes around, and everyone held their breath.
No one showed up, and the scene looked like someone holding a mobile phone and broadcasting live.
The turning point occurred in about half a minute. The scene changed and the person broadcasting the live broadcast entered a dim stairwell.
There was a light blue sign near the door in the stairwell. Although the screen only stayed on for less than two seconds, everyone could still see the words on the sign clearly.
Hezong Culture Group.
There is a number 9 marked on the back.
"It went to Hezong Culture Group." Fatty slapped the table and stood up, saying excitedly: "It wants...it wants to destroy the clues!"
Although I know that this is most likely a conspiracy of ghosts to lure them there, there is no better way now.
Because only there can you find the last strange story.
Without further ado, the group set off immediately, but the man grabbed Jiao Tailang's clothes and said, "I'll go with you. This matter also has something to do with my brother."
It can be seen that the man has never given up on tracing the real cause of his brother Qiao Yu's death all these years, and it was not until these people appeared in front of him that he felt that things were making progress.
What happened in the past few days gave him a premonition that the truth was about to be revealed.
"You are different from us." Jiao Tailang squeezed the man's hand, trying to get him to let go, "I can't explain the reason to you, but you should be able to tell that this matter is more complicated than you think. ." He comforted.
But the man's persistence exceeded his imagination, "I know there may be danger, but Qiao Yu is my brother, he is my biological brother! I must know what killed him!"
The man became emotional and his voice became louder.
The argument in the room attracted the waiter outside the door, and a man in a suit who seemed to be a manager.
Seeing that there might be trouble, Chu Jiu immediately got up and walked outside the door.
"It's okay," she explained to the people outside the door with a smile, and closed the door. "We are from the production crew. Come over for a meal, and the director will guide the actors in their audition."
Maybe this little girl looked too good, which instinctively made everyone think that she wouldn't lie, so the people outside dispersed.
The manager kindly reminded her to keep their voices down so as not to disturb other people.
Chu Jiu agreed wholeheartedly.
"This matter is dangerous, and you may die. Please think carefully." Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, patted the man's arm holding Jiao Tailang, and motioned for him to let go.
The man slowly let go of his hand.
"And if you are in danger, we will not risk saving you." Jiang Cheng looked at him calmly, "Everyone only has one life."
"I know I can take responsibility for my actions!" the man gasped.
"That's no problem." Jiang Cheng turned around and opened the door, "Let's go, we have no money, you have to pay the fare."
"good."
Hua Luo found the location of Hezong Culture Group on the Internet, and then took two cars directly there. After getting off the car, she saw a leaden gray building in front of her.
After entering, they learned that Hezong Cultural Group alone occupied the 9th floor and the 13th floor of the building.
When he saw everyone walking towards the stairs, the man turned his head and glanced at the elevator not far away, and said doubtfully: "There is an elevator here."
"You can just follow us." When he saw the man open his mouth and seemed to want to continue saying something, the fat man interrupted: "Don't ask why."
The man thought for a while and chose to shut up.
In a hurry, everyone climbed up to the 9th floor. The 910 room appeared in the video left by Liu Guo, and the letter was sent from this room.
After knocking on the door, Hua Luo pushed the door open and went in without waiting for the person inside to respond.
There is an office inside, which is relatively large, but the layout is very messy. The left side is relatively normal, with a small sofa and a desk facing the door. The desk is filled with various books and an envelope. Sealed brown paper bag.
Jiang Cheng walked over and saw that an envelope had been opened and the paper inside was spread on the table.
"This is the first draft of the painting." Jiang Cheng picked it up and briefly browsed it.
"Who are you?" The door was pushed open, and a woman dressed very homely came in. She was not very old and wore black-rimmed glasses, but she spoke very powerfully.
Especially when he saw the first drafts in Jiang Cheng's hand, his expression immediately changed and his voice became louder, "What are you doing? Why..."
Hua Luo leisurely took out a police officer's ID card, walked a few steps forward, and waved it in front of the woman, "We are mainly here to understand some situations today. Please cooperate."
"Police..." The woman looked back and forth on Hua Luo's little skirt. Obviously, the police in her impression did not look like this.
"We are performing official duties." Hua Luo's unsmiling aura suppressed the woman. She pointed at the fat man and the man who followed him, and said in a cold tone: "They are all suspects we captured. I dressed like this just to Confuse them."
Jiang Cheng was also cooperating with Hua Luo. Jiao Tailang screamed at Fatty, and the man stood against the wall and didn't listen to what he shouldn't have heard.
After some frightening, the woman actually believed them. Jiang Cheng took out a small notebook and pretended to ask the woman questions.
The woman's name is Li Zumei. She is the editor-in-chief of Hezong Culture Group. She is mainly responsible for receiving and reviewing manuscripts. This is her office.
"Do you know Lin Chen?" Jiang Cheng raised his head and glanced at Li Zumei indifferently.
It was this glance that made Li Zumei confirm their identities. She swallowed and lowered her voice and said: "Actually, after you revealed your identities, I roughly knew why you came here for that matter. The last time you came... ....The police officer who came has already told me.”
Jiang Cheng stopped writing and looked at her without answering.
Talking too much at this time can easily reveal your flaws.
Jiao Tailang was always alert to the movement outside the door. After all, the guy who called had not yet appeared. Who knows if he would be found lying outside the door as soon as he opened the door.
