Agent Reborn: God-level Scholar

Chapter 287 You must die a good death

I opened the video out of interest.

When he saw Midsummer Night, the assistant rubbed his eyes and thought he had seen it wrong. He took another look and was sure.

"Damn, something big happened!"

He rushed back to the office, running like crazy, lying in front of Gu Fengchen's desk without any rules and regulations, panting like a pug.

Gu Fengchen's eyes were as sharp as a knife and he stared at him, as if his anger was about to burst out.

"Mr. Gu, I know you are in a bad mood right now, but something big has happened."

The assistant gasped and showed him the video on his phone, and then conveyed his friend's original words: "Many people at the scene took videos, and it's probably spread everywhere on the Internet now."

As he spoke, Gu Fengchen had already thrown away his cell phone, took his coat and walked out.

The voice was cold, "Which police station?"

"No. 1 Lihua Court."

Before closing the door, Gu Fengchen paused and turned back to explain: "All those videos and criticisms on the Internet must be dealt with before I come back."

The assistant nodded, "Understood."

This room is Seong Hak High School.

In the physical education class, after dancing, the girls gathered around the playground to watch the boys play. Whether they were female students from Class X or other classes, almost without exception, their adoring eyes fell on Jiang Ye and Gao Haoyu.

The muscles bursting out under the uniform, the hormonal aura is enough to explode.

The skin color of the two people, one is cold white and the other is wheat-colored, forms a very strong contrast and creates a different kind of sexual tension.

"I really want to talk to Gao Haoyu, and want to be hugged by his muscular arms around my waist and kissed passionately." A girl did not hide her desire, looking at Gao Haoyu with a wolfish look in her eyes.

"I like tall guys with fair skin. Jiang Ye's kind of madness has a hint of gentleness and is more abstinent, which makes me want to stop."

"I'm different, I want both."

The person next to me said, "Can you handle these two sports students?"

The girl blushed at the joke and pulled out her phone. She happened to see the current news and jumped up from her chair.

"What are you making a fuss about?"

The classmates next to her stood up together with her and became happy after seeing the video on her screen.

"I just said that when you climb high, you fall miserably. Isn't this a retribution in this world? If you do bad things, the police will come to your door!"

"It's not an ordinary bad thing. This is murder on a midsummer night! You will go to jail!"

"That's right! Who made her hang out with Gao Haoyu and Jiang Ye all day long? She's so naughty. She might have done something behind her back. It's best to kick her out of the school this time and spend a few years in jail."

During girlhood, she was innocent and unrestrained.

They don't know how sarcastic and mean they are.

"What did you say?"

The girls turned around and faced Gao Haoyu's handsome, sweating face. On the side, Jiang Ye snatched the phone away. After seeing the picture, he ran out without looking back.

Gao Haoyu followed closely behind.

The girls stamped their feet in anger.

"Let me just say, this foxy kid has seduced both Jiang Ye and Gao Haoyu, and now they don't even look at us seriously."

"I don't know who she killed on Midsummer Night. If she wants to clear her name then, let's go hack her online and make sure she doesn't go back to school!"

…

It was clearly daytime, but the autumn light was still bright before entering the police station.

As soon as he entered, he was locked into a small dark room where he couldn't see his fingers on a midsummer night. The silence only lasted for a few minutes, but lasted for several years.

boom.

The police kicked open the door with menacing force and lit up the lamp in front of the interrogation table. The incandescent light shone dazzlingly on Sheng Xia Ye's face, and she subconsciously squinted her eyes.

The policeman slapped his hand on the table and said, "Tell me! Where were you on October 20th? How did you kill Zhao Yun? Where did you throw your crime tools?"

When the computer is turned on, the backlight shines on the faces of the auxiliary police officers and policemen who are taking notes, majestic, calm and intimidating.

There was a moment of emptiness in my heart on a midsummer night.

It was as if there was ringing in the ears, and the two sentences the police asked just now echoed in my ears.

He said……

Zhao Yun? Manager Zhao?

Sheng Xia Ye's heart beat faster and she looked at him in disbelief, "Who did you say I killed and who died?"

“You’re still pretending to be garlic!”

The police threw photos of the corpse scene to Midsummer Night.

"After the farmer reported it, we found his body under the grass dumplings in a farmland in the eastern suburbs. His body had been stabbed several times."

Sheng Xia Ye's hands were handcuffed to the interrogation chair and she could not move. She stiffened her neck and slowly and difficultly moved her gaze downwards.

When she saw the unrecognizable, bloody and brutal body of Zhao Yun in the photo, her stomach suddenly surged violently, and she couldn't help turning her head away and retching.

Uncomfortable.

My stomach felt like it was burning.

Manager Zhao, who was arguing with her in the boss's office that day, now looks like this.

Her heart was trembling violently, and cold sweat broke out all over her body.

"We investigated Zhao Yun's social relationships during his lifetime and found out that he had recently encountered some conflicts at work. Midsummer Eve, you are a well-known game anchor on various platforms today, but because of the recent scandal with Zhao Yun, you are unable to

Live broadcast, do you have a grudge and kill him? Now, immediately, tell the truth!"

Evidence shows that Zhao Yun was very popular during his lifetime and usually had a gentle and good temper.

Not to mention offending anyone, he would not even trample an ant to death on the roadside.

So far in the investigation, they have only located one suspect in Shengxia Ye, and through interviews they found that Shengxia Ye was not at home when Zhao Yun died.

On a midsummer night, the light burned my eyes, and the circles under my eyes were a little red.

"I did not kill Manager Zhao. I have never seen him except at the company headquarters."

Midsummer Night forced herself to calm down, "Police, you have arrested the wrong person."

"That's right she is!"

The small dark room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a man broke in. Shengxia Ye took a closer look, who was this if he wasn't her former manager?

Tang Hong flew in and slapped Sheng Xia Ye on the face.

"Stop!" the police immediately pulled him away.

Tang Hong struggled and roared: "She was the one who killed my master! She couldn't live broadcast because of the scandal involving my master. The company planned to fire her. How much money can she get as an anchor now? Of course she refused to leave, so she treated my master

She was holding a grudge. She didn’t know what deal she made with Mr. Wei that day. Not only did she make my master take the blame and resign, but the more he thought about it afterwards, the more dissatisfied he became, so he simply killed him!"

"Family of the deceased, calm down!" The policeman held Tang Hong's waist and pulled him away.

Midsummer night, half of her face was burning with pain, and she stared at Tang Hong as calmly and coldly as a pool of death, "I'll say it again, Manager Zhao and I were both victims of the previous scandal. I didn't bear any grudge against him, let alone kill him.

"

"Police, she is making excuses! You must let my master make the decision."

Tang Hong's eyes turned red with hatred. Thinking of his master's kindness, it would be fine even if he was fired from the company. But that day when he heard that the master had resigned, he felt it was unfair no matter how he thought about it. When he came to see the master, he heard from his neighbor that he had resigned that night.

Didn't go home at all.

The phone couldn't get through either. He had been trying to contact Zhao Yun these days. Today he finally received a call back from Zhao Yun. Unfortunately, the news was that he was dead.

"Midsummer Night, you don't deserve to die! I'm going to expose you on the Internet!" Tang Hong cursed fiercely.

(End of chapter)