But she was really a little panicked when it came to the safety of her friends.
What should we do if it is really as everyone guessed.
But you'll never know what happened if you don't look.
After Hu Yifei hesitated for a moment between looking and not looking, she traced her finger on the screen.
soon.
Everyone has seen the content of the Moments.
"We meet again after many years!"
Hu Yifei was a little surprised when she saw the text: "Why does it feel familiar to me?"
"Isn't this the title of Zhang Bohao Wanyu's post on WeChat Moments on the day I opened the store?" Zhang Wei remembered that he had seen it there.
"Could it be?" Zhao Haitang used his imagination again: "Could it be Zhang Bo..."
"Zhao Haitang, are you looking for death?" Hu Yifei glared at him: "My Zhanbo and Zi Qiao are friends, how could you do something like that?"
Curry Sauce is also thinking: "Could it be that Zhang Bo likes Meijia, and Zi Qiao likes Wanyu..."
I noticed that Hu Yifei was looking at me with an expression as if I was looking for death.
I didn’t dare to continue thinking about curry sauce.
"Keep reading."
Tang Zhan didn't believe that his enemies could use this kind of title.
Except for the members of iPartment, it is impossible for anyone else to know this title.
Although the possibility of coincidence cannot be ruled out.
If it really happened, it would be too much of a coincidence.
Therefore, there is a high probability that this circle of friends was posted by Lu Ziqiao or Chen Meijia.
Keep looking down.
What comes into view is a picture.
A round table large enough to seat more than twenty people.
It is filled with various delicacies.
Curry Sauce looked greedy: "Is the kidnapping treatment so good?"
"What do you know?" Zhao Haitang boasted: "Convicts on death row usually eat a good meal before they die."
After Zhao Haitang finished speaking, he panicked: "Is something really going to happen?"
Zhang Wei was sweating on his forehead: "Why don't we call the police?"
"Why are you so anxious?" Tang Zhan had to admire how big their minds were.
Not writing novels would really delay them.
"Take a look."
"There are twenty-two dishes on the table, as well as red wine. Do you think that if Ziqiao and Meijia really stopped kidnapping, they would go to a lot of trouble to prepare a table of dishes?"
"And invite them both to drink wine?"
"Although I admit that the enemy who can be deceived by the two of them is probably not very smart, but he won't be so stupid, right?"
"That's right." Hu Yifei was frightened by what they said. After hearing Tang Zhan's analysis, she felt it made sense: "Who would be kidnapped and then cook a table of dishes?"
"No, there is a problem." Zhao Haitang's expression was serious: "If I didn't analyze it wrong."
"The real problem is in these dishes."
"Look, there are twenty-two dishes in total."
"Twenty-two, divided into two, are two. Two plus two equals four. The homophone of four is death."
"And look at these red wines."
"What's wrong with red wine?" Curry Sauce asked curiously, "Does wine also have a meaning?"
"Of course." Zhao Haitang pointed to the wine bottle in the photo: "Wine is a homophone for wine."
"As long as it is connected with death, it means death."
“I posted it now in the joint circle of friends.”
"so!"
Zhang Wei's eyes widened: "Die now!"
Hu Yifei felt that her hands were shaking a little.