The matter hasn't been clarified yet. How can she be willing to let it go like this?
Leng Zimo turned to look at her and met his gaze. Xu Xia, who was usually fearless, felt her heart twitch. She was so timid that she could no longer say a word.
Eileen strode over and waved to everyone, "Okay, let's disperse. Remember to arrive at the company on time before ten o'clock tomorrow!"
Shen Xinyi breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked away. Xu Xia was also pulled away by a familiar student.
It wasn't until everyone dispersed, leaving only her and Leng Zimo, that Irene walked up to him and asked, "Mr. Leng?"
"Take it and give me a fingerprint identification!" Leng Zimo handed the blade to her hand.
"Yes!" Irene took the blade, looked at him, and strode out of the studio without taking anything.
Leng Zimo returned to the main control room. The staff were no longer there. He stepped forward to operate the computer and quickly called up the image data inside.
Sitting in front of the computer, he frowned and pondered for a while, then carefully watched the video of Luo Xiaoqian's performance. Then, a chill flashed in his eyes.
Pulling up the video of Shen Xinyi's performance, he quickly fast-forwarded to the cut-scene music part.
In the picture, Shen Xinyi slowly walked onto the small stage with the piano, and then her hands crossed the keys...
Zooming in, slowing down the picture, he moved the picture frame by frame. Although the angle of the camera was not perfect, it was still vaguely captured. There was a reflective object in her hand sliding between the keys.
…
"Do you think I injured my hand on my own?"
"Is not it?!"
…
He remembered the conversation between her and him, and the little face trying to control his emotions flashed before his eyes, and his heart seemed to have been cut by a razor blade, causing severe pain.
"Damn it!"
Leng Zimo threw away the mouse with a loud bang. The mouse fell heavily on the table and broke into countless pieces.
Turning around, he ran out of the control room door like wind and quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
"Have you found her?"
…
…
Outside Kong General Hospital, on a small secluded road.
Luo Xiaoqian folded her arms and walked slowly on the roadside. It was already early summer, but the night was still cold. She only wore a thin coat outside her skirt, so naturally it would not keep her warm.
Because it is not near a residential area or a main road, there are almost no pedestrians on the road.
As the anesthetic wears off, the pain rises little by little.
The path was almost at the end, and there was a wide road with cars in front of it. Luo Xiaoqian stopped and looked at the intersection in front of her, her face full of confusion.
The landlord of the rented house has probably taken it back. In such a big city like Beijing, there is no one who can open a door for her.
Behind her, there were car lights, and then the car stopped behind her.
Thinking that she was blocking the road, she hurriedly leaned to the side, but she didn't expect the headlights to still stay in place.
"Luo Xiaoqian!"
Someone is calling her name.
She turned around in confusion and saw a figure walking slowly behind the bright light.
The man was carrying a bright light and she couldn't see his face clearly. She didn't see him clearly until he walked in front of her.
The tall figure is almost the same as Leng Zimo, but he is slimmer than him. Different from his upright and domineering appearance, every joint of the man in front of him shows laziness.
