The four Huangmao people did not drive.
They stood on the side of the road waiting for a rental.
Huang Mao noticed that Ye Lingshuang was following him and signaled his accomplices to leave.
The four people walked quickly westward along the road.
Ye Lingshuang quickened her pace and continued to follow.
The two sides maintained a distance of about 20 meters.
Two minutes later, there was an intersection ahead. When Ye Lingshuang felt it, the light just turned red.
After the red light, the four Huangmao people disappeared.
Ye Lingshuang quickly crossed the road.
Not far away there is a north-south alley.
Ye Lingshuang calmed down and heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the alley.
She quickly chased after him.
There are no street lights in the alley and the light is very dim.
But this did not affect Ye Lingshuang's vision.
Huang Mao and others were not in the alley.
There is a large, dilapidated iron gate on the west side of the alley.
The door was obviously locked, and the damage was large enough for a person to get through.
Entered the door.
The yard was dark.
This seems to be an abandoned factory.
The footsteps disappeared.
Ye Lingshuang listened carefully.
The breathing of four people came from the second floor in the south.
Ye Lingshuang tiptoed into the broken building.
It was getting darker inside the building.
As long as Ye Lingshuang focused her attention, it was like wearing a pair of night vision goggles, and her keen vision could see the scenery in the house clearly.
She crept up the stairs.
When she just appeared on the second floor.
"call!"
Along with the sound of wind, something came towards Ye Lingshuang.
Raising her hand, she grabbed the iron pipe that Huang Mao waved over.
Along the way, Huang Mao staggered.
With a wave of his backhand, the iron pipe knocked him to the ground.
"ah!"
The moment Huang Mao shouted, the sticks of the other three men fell down almost at the same time.
The stick did not hit Ye Lingshuang, but hit Huang Mao's back who was lying on the ground.
Huangmao's cry was even more miserable.
Before the other three people could react, Ye Lingshuang's iron pipe swept across them, and with three screams, they all fell to the ground, leaving only a groaning sound.
Ye Lingshuang turned on the flashlight on her phone and took pictures of the four people's faces. Each one was more horrified.
Ye Lingshuang kicked Huang Mao who was lying on the ground.
"Tell me! What bad things did you do today? You were sneaky in the store."
"Ouch!"
Huang Mao was in severe pain. He wanted to get up, but it seemed like it was very difficult, so he had to sit back on the ground.
"My aunt has wronged us! We didn't do anything bad today, we just went to the store to eat some meat skewers to cheer you up. You have seen this!"
Of course Ye Lingshuang didn't believe what he said. He hadn't gotten to the point yet.
Holding the phone up to him.
"Besides eating and drinking, what else did you do?"
The backlight of the mobile phone reflected Ye Lingshuang's figure. She was wearing a large mask. Huang Mao couldn't see her face, but he could see those glaring eyes. Huang Mao seemed to be very scared and hid behind her.
"No...nothing!"
"You didn't do anything. Why did you avoid me on purpose and lure me into this small dark room to beat me? Who instigated you to do this?"
"well!"
Huang Mao sighed.
"Nvxia, you have indeed wronged us. We did not lure you here on purpose, you came here yourself. This is our usual resting place, which is equivalent to our home. Someone sneaks in at night, but we still I think someone is harming us. I don’t even know it’s you! If you knew it was you, even if you gave us ten courages, we wouldn’t dare!”
The more Ye Lingshuang listened, the more something seemed wrong.
There were four people on the side of the road just now. They obviously wanted to take a taxi. This place is only five or six minutes away from Biyuan Community. Is it necessary to take a taxi?
Obviously Huang Mao was lying.
"This is where you usually stay."
"That's right! The bald guy turns on the light and shows the heroine."
Following Huang Mao's shout, someone climbed up at the base of the wall and pressed the wall switch.
The room lit up immediately.
There were several chairs and a broken table in the room, as well as cigarette butts, wine bottles, empty mineral water bottles and other garbage.
It seems like people do visit here often.
Ye Lingshuang somewhat believed Huang Mao's words, but he still remained skeptical.
The iron pipe was pressed against Huang Mao's chest.
"Put your phone out."
Huang Mao hesitated.
Ye Lingshuang exerted a little force on her hand, and the iron pipe poked his chest.
His yellow hair tingled, knowing how powerful Ye Lingshuang was, so he obediently took out his phone, unlocked it on his own initiative, and handed it to Ye Lingshuang.
Ye Lingshuang looked through the gallery and found nothing suspicious except for a few photos of film and television stars.
When I thought about it, Huang Mao's right hand was still wrapped in a bandage. It was inconvenient for him to take pictures with one hand, so he might not have taken any pictures.
Ye Lingshuang pointed at the other three people.
"Where's yours?"
All three of them showed fear and finally reluctantly handed over their phones.
Ye Lingshuang found a large number of pictures about her on these three mobile phones, which were all taken in the store, and even those photos posted by black fans in the live broadcast room a few days ago.
"Why are you filming me secretly?"
Ye Lingshuang was even more convinced that they were some of the black fans, and still wanted to know the specific reasons from them.
One of them replied weakly:
"I heard that you are a beautiful anchor, so I couldn't help but take a few photos as a souvenir. Everyone has a love for beauty, and I usually appreciate it to relieve the pain of lovesickness."
Ye Lingshuang smiled.
She only became beautiful in the past two days, and she was wearing a big mask. Even if they took a frontal photo, they couldn't see her face.
Rather than admiring her beauty, it’s better to watch her live broadcast. Her true face is on the video. Isn't it less direct and easier than taking a few photos secretly?
Taking photos secretly and enjoying them as souvenirs is definitely not their real purpose.
Ye Lingshuang pointed to the photos before her appearance became more beautiful and asked:
"Are you just looking at such ugly photos?"
Several people looked at me and I looked at you. They had nothing to say. When they saw Ye Lingshuang, he pointed the iron pipe at them slowly, and they all tried to defend themselves.
"It's definitely not those pictures! I heard that you became more beautiful, and we were curious, so we took pictures again."
They didn't tell the truth.
Ye Lingshuang gave them a hint.
"When I was live broadcasting a few days ago, someone hacked me in the live broadcast room. Do you know about this?"
"Know!"
As soon as one of them opened his mouth, Huang Mao quickly shook his head and said loudly:
"have no idea!"
The other two people also shook their heads and said they didn't know.
The person who first said he knew about it quickly changed his story.
"I don't know, I don't know! I don't know either!"
His head shook like a rattle, and at the same time he looked at Huang Mao.
Ye Lingshuang noticed that there was a twinkle in his eyes.
"But the photos in the video are the ones you took before."
The man was obviously more frightened and still looked at Huang Mao.
Huang Mao gave him a stern look in return.
This detail did not escape Ye Lingshuang's eyes. She glanced at Huang Mao with angry eyes, and Huang Mao immediately returned to normal, showing a low eyebrow and a submissive look.
The man quickly said:
"I don't know about that. I have posted photos online before, maybe they were taken advantage of by some people. It's really not me who hacked you in the live broadcast room!"
Ye Lingshuang would know if it was him or not.
Use his phone to dial your own mobile phone, and the caller number is displayed. Comparing it with the phone numbers of several black fans that Yanzi found before, it turns out that this person does not exist.
Ye Lingshuang tried the phone numbers of two other people leaning against the wall, but they were also not on the list of black fans.
It's Huang Mao's turn.
Huang Mao, who was sitting on the ground, glanced at Ye Lingshuang and sat up straighter.
Huang Mao’s phone number also did not appear on the black fans list.
Ye Lingshuang was even more confused now.
These people did indeed take photos of her, and it seems that they really did not participate in the anti-fan activities, which can only mean that there is someone else.
Her main suspect is Lin Weiya.
However, there is still no evidence about Lin Weiya.
Could it be that she was wronged?
Ye Lingshuang's thoughts were a little confused, and she even began to doubt whether her previous guess was correct.
"Nvxia, if nothing happens, can you return your phone to us?"
Huang Mao pretended to be pitiful and asked Ye Lingshuang for his cell phone.
Ye Lingshuang deleted all the photos of herself on her phone and returned them one by one.
When Huang Mao answered the phone, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.
Ye Lingshuang hesitated.
At this moment, a WeChat notification came from Huang Mao's cell phone.
Ye Lingshuang took the phone back again.
When I opened WeChat, I saw a message from a netizen named Feng Yusha.
Ye Lingshuang clicked on the dialogue interface and was stunned.
There is a frontal photo of her on WeChat, which Fengyuyisha sent 15 minutes ago. Now Feng Yusha is asking Huang Mao when he will give him a red envelope.
Ye Lingshuang looked at this photo carefully, which was also taken indoors at Linji BBQ restaurant. The key is that she was not wearing a mask in this photo, and it was her true appearance.
Ye Lingshuang had a suspect in her mind and looked up the call records. The previous conversation had been deleted by Huang Mao.
I checked Feng Yusha's account. It was not a phone number, but a combination of numbers and letters.
Ye Lingshuang slowly knelt down, pointed at the nicknames of Feng and Sha, and questioned Huang Mao.
"Who are Wind and Sand?"
Huang Mao's face immediately became very ugly.
“A netizen, I don’t know his name!”
Ye Lingshuang pointed to the frontal photo of herself again.
"Why would he send you a picture of me?"
Huang Mao did not answer directly, but asked:
"Is this really you?"
In order to prove that this photo was of her, Ye Lingshuang decided to let him see her current appearance.
The moment she took off her mask, the four people at the scene opened their mouths in shock, and even had a scratch on their hair.
"She really is a heroine! Let me tell you the truth, it was because of this photo we saw that we went to the store to secretly take pictures of you."
Huang Mao still raised his bandaged right hand.
"I couldn't take the photo myself, so I asked the three of them to take it."
"Then why do you, a netizen, want red envelopes from you?"
"hey-hey!"
Huang Mao smiled a little embarrassed.
"I once told him that if he found a beautiful woman in Dongrun and could provide her with a photo, I would send him a red envelope. I originally meant to lie to him, but he took it seriously and sent me your photo. I didn't give it to him. His red envelope, no, he pressed for it."
In order to confirm her thoughts, Ye Lingshuang followed his train of thought and continued to ask:
"How much have you promised to others?"
"10 yuan to 100!"
"Then you give him a red envelope now."
Huang Mao took the phone and gave Feng Yuza a red envelope of 10 yuan in front of Ye Lingshuang.
The other party answered in seconds.
The other party responded immediately.
"Isn't it 100 as promised? Why is it only 10 yuan? You can't keep your word!"
Huang Mao did not reply immediately.
"Make a video call to him. Tell him, just give him 10 yuan, no more!"
Even though Ye Lingshuang's iron pipe was pressed against Huang Mao's chest, she didn't make the call.
"He doesn't answer my calls."
Ye Lingshuang grabbed the phone again and dialed.
The strange thing is that the other party really doesn't answer.
Video calls are not answered, and voice calls are still not answered.
Who is this Feng and Sha?
The iron pipe in Ye Lingshuang's hand pressed a little harder on Huang Mao's thigh, and Huang Mao screamed like a silly pig.
"I really don't know who he is. If he doesn't answer the phone, there's nothing I can do! He never answers my phone!"
Huang Mao rolled on the ground in pain.
Seeing that she couldn't ask anything else, Ye Lingshuang deleted the photos on WeChat and returned the phone to Huang Mao.
The iron pipe pointed at the four people and warned:
"From now on, you are not allowed to secretly photograph me again. If you find me once, I will teach you a lesson, including all of you bad friends!
4 people said yes in succession.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
Ye Lingshuang threw away the iron pipe and left the dilapidated building.
