Chapter 761 Terror Express

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Ruan Qi felt a little puzzled. But the meeting was about to start, so she didn't have time to think about it, so she hurried upstairs with the express box.

The high-level meeting lasted for nearly two hours.

Everyone ate while having the meeting, and by the time the meal was finished, the meeting was almost over.

"This is roughly the content of today's meeting. New Year's Day is coming soon, and the new year is about to begin. I hope everyone will create new glory with Jinhua Entertainment."

After Chairman Xu Hao finished his concluding remarks, the meeting was declared over.

Everyone left the conference room one after another, and Ruan Qi also walked out with Shen Wenqian and Xu Hao.

"Xiao Qi, are you okay tonight? If not, can I treat you and Wen Qian to have another midnight snack? It's hard for the three of us to get together, so we need to have a good time." Xu Hao invited warmly.

Ruan Qi really had nothing to do tonight, so she happily accepted the invitation: "Okay, I didn't have enough to eat just now, and Director Xu will be spending money soon."

"It's a joke." Xu Hao waved his hand boldly, "You can order whatever you want to eat later, and you'll be satisfied!"

Ruan Qi smiled and thanked: "Then let me thank Director Xu first. By the way, Brother Shen, I picked up a courier when I came to the company. Sister Lan helped me put it in your office. I will go to the office with you to unpack the courier. one time."

Shen Wenqian: "Okay, I just want to change my clothes. This suit is too uncomfortable to wear. Mouse, Xiaoqi and I are going to the office. Please wait for us for a while."

Xu Hao waved his hand and took a cigarette directly into the smoking room.

Ruan Qi followed Shen Wenqian to the office.

Shen Wenqian took off his suit jacket: "The express knife is in the pen holder. You can unpack it yourself. I'll go into the hut and change clothes. Are you thirsty? There are drinks in the refrigerator. Mo Lan, get a bottle for Xiao Qi."

Mo Lan responded, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Coke.

Ruan Qi walked to Shen Wenqian's desk, found a courier knife and cut open the courier box.

The express box is not big, only about the size of 4a paper in a square shape. Ruan Qi cut open the tape, opened the box, and looked inside curiously——

boom!

Mo Lan took out the Coke and closed the refrigerator door with a muffled sound.

Ruan Qi, who has always been bold, seemed to be frightened for some reason. His hands trembled, and the express box he was holding loosened and fell to the floor with a clang.

Gululu——

The express box fell down, and something rolled out of it.

The bright red liquid, the flesh-colored limbs, the hideous wounds... that was a——

Broken finger!

!

"Xiao Qi, I've changed my clothes, you finish unpacking the express... what the hell is that!

! "

When Shen Wenqian came out of the hut, he saw the severed finger lying on the floor and screamed in horror.

Mo Lan, who had just closed the refrigerator door, turned her head when she heard Shen Wenqian's scream, and her expression changed suddenly when she saw the severed finger.

She walked quickly to Ruan Qi to block the little girl's view, then took out her mobile phone and called He Ma.

Xi Xi and He Ma, who were guarding outside, quickly rushed in.

"What's going on?!" Xixi glanced at Ruan Qi, and after making sure she was fine, she lowered her head and saw the severed finger on the floor, and her expression immediately changed.

He Ma narrowed his eyes coldly, walked up to the amputated finger, knelt down and stretched out his hand.

"Uncle He Ma," Ruan Qi suddenly poked his little head out from behind Mo Lan, "put on your gloves before picking it up."

Ruan Qi has been a doctor since he was a child and is a little more cautious than ordinary people. She was worried that the blood on the severed finger was poisonous, and it would be bad if He Ma got it.

He Ma was reminded and nodded, then raised his eyes and asked Shen Wenqian: "Are there any disposable gloves?"

The frightened Shen Wenqian nodded with a white face: "...Yes, yes, it is in my tool box for cultivating flower soil."

He Ma immediately went to the tool box and took out a pair of disposable gloves and put them on.

After putting on the gloves, he bent down to pick up the amputated finger and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.

"Fake, artificial fingers."

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