Qiao Yu!

The phone call turned out to be from Qiao Yu!

"Why...what happened?" The man's reaction was stronger than everyone around him. His younger brother Qiao Yu was dead, and he knew this better than anyone else.

This has been confirmed by the police.

Normal people would hang up this video call. Even if someone stole the account and made a prank, the man seemed to be crazy and shook his hand and connected the video.

Hua Luo, who was closest to him, reached out to stop him, but was still one step too late.

"Click--"

"Click--"

......

There was a strange friction sound in the video, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling, like someone was tapping on his shoes and his feet were rubbing forward on the rough ground.

Now that things have come to this point, several people have braved themselves to come up and stare at the screen of their phones.

The video is a bit dark, it seems to be in the underground garage, and there are actually echoes around it, and everyone holds their breath.

No one appeared, the picture was similar to a person holding a mobile phone and broadcasting live.

The turn happened about half a minute, and the picture turned around and the person who was broadcasting entered a dim stairwell.

There is a light blue sign near the door of the stairwell. Although the picture only stayed for less than two seconds, everyone still saw the words on the sign clearly.

Hezong Culture Group.

A number 9 is marked behind.

"It went to Hezong Culture Group." The fat man slapped the table and stood up excitedly: "It wants...it wants to destroy the clues!"

Although I know that this is probably a ghost's conspiracy and wants to lead them over, there is no better way now.

Because only there can be found the last weird story.

Without further ado, several people set off immediately, but the man grabbed Jiao Tailang's clothes, "I'll go with you, this matter has something to do with my brother."

It can be seen that the man has never given up pursuing the real cause of his brother Qiao Yu's death over the years, and it was not until these people appeared in front of him that he felt that things had made progress.

What happened these days gave him a premonition that the truth was about to be revealed.

"You are different from us." Jiao Tailang pinched the man's hand and wanted him to let go. "I can't explain the reason to you, but you should also see that this matter is even more complicated than you think." He comforted him.

But the man's persistence exceeded his imagination. "I know there might be danger, but Qiao Yu is my younger brother, he is my own brother! I must know what exactly killed him!"

The man was emotional and his voice became louder.

The dispute 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 out the door.

"It's okay," she explained to the person outside the door with a smile, and closed the door by the way, "We are from the crew, come here for a meal, and the director will direct the actors to audition."

Maybe this little girl looks so obedient that she instinctively makes everyone think that she won’t lie, and the people outside will disperse.

The manager kindly reminded her to ask them to whisper and not to influence others.

Chu Jiu agreed.

"This matter is dangerous, maybe you will die, think clearly." Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and patted the man holding Jiao Tailang's arm, signaling him to let go.

The man slowly let go of his hand.

"And if you are in danger, we won't take the risk to save you." Jiang Cheng looked at him calmly, "Everyone has only one life."

"I know, I can be responsible for my actions!" the man said gasping.

"Then there is 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 online, and then took two cars directly. After getting off the car, there was a lead-gray building in front of him.

After entering, they learned that Hezong Culture Group alone occupied 9 floors and 13 floors in the building.

When he saw everyone walking towards the stairs, the man turned his head and looked at the elevator not far away, and asked in confusion: "There is an elevator here."

"Just follow us." When the man opened his mouth and seemed to want to continue saying something, the fat man interrupted, "Don't ask why."

The man thought about it, but chose to shut up.

In a hurry, everyone climbed to the 9th floor. The video left by Liu Guo appeared in the room 910, and the letter was sent from this room.

After knocking on the door, before the people inside responded, Hua Luo pushed the door open and went in first.

There is an office inside, which is relatively large in size, but it is very chaotic. The left side is quite normal. There is a small sofa, and there is an office desk facing the door. The table is filled with various books and a pack of kraft paper bags.

Jiang Cheng walked over and saw an envelope that had been opened and the paper inside was spread on the desktop.

"It's the first draft of the drawing." Jiang Cheng picked it up and browsed it briefly.

"Who are you?" The door was pushed open, and a woman in a very home-dressed dress came in. She was not old and wore black-framed glasses, but she spoke with great momentum.

Especially when he saw the first drafts in Jiang Cheng's hand, his face immediately changed and his voice became louder, "What are you doing? Why..."

Hua Luo slowly took out a police officer's certificate, walked forward a few steps, and shook it in front of the woman, "We are mainly here to learn about some situations today, please cooperate."

"Police..." The woman looked back and forth on the fallen skirt. Obviously, the policeman she remembered was not like this.

"We are performing official duties." Hua Luo's serious aura made the woman tightly point at the fat man and the man who followed him, and said in a cold tone: "They are all the suspects we arrested. I dressed like this just to confuse them."

Jiang Cheng was also working with Hua Luo on the side. Jiao Tailang called out the fat man sternly, and the man stood against the wall. Don’t listen if he shouldn’t.

After some scare, 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, who is the editor-in-chief of Hezong Culture Group. She is mainly responsible for receiving and reviewing manuscripts. This is her office.

"Does Lin Chen know each other?" 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 probably knew that you came for that matter. The police officer who came last time... has already told me."

Jiang Cheng stopped writing, looked at her, but did not answer.

It is easy to show off when you say too much at this time.

Jiao Tailang was always alert to the movement outside the door. After all, the guy who called the phone had not appeared yet. Who knew if he would find him lying outside the door as soon as he opened the door.
Chapter completed!