Live From The Murder Scene

The firmament sat in the room for a long time, half of the time in a daze, half of the time playing on the phone.

It's just that her plain expression is too unpredictable, so that people can't see her inner thoughts, and the audience thinks she is still diligently looking for clues.

After 9 o'clock in the game time, Qiu Cang went to soak a cup of instant noodles that Wu Ming had stored in the kitchen. After eating supper and feeling well physically and mentally, he slowly got up and went downstairs.

She hesitated in her heart, and finally decided not to tell He Jueyun this clue, so as not to affect her stalwart image in He Jueyun's heart.

As long as nothing happens, she is still the domineering president.

When the firmament walked out of the first floor door, the induction light in the waiting room just went out, and everything around it fell into the dark night. Unexpectedly, the love poem written by Wu Ming came to her mind:

"Mu Ji Xingguang, you walk through the night."

Just... he deserves to be.

Qiu Cang used his mobile phone to navigate the address of the villa, followed the route planned above, walked out of the community slowly, and prepared to take a taxi back to a convenient location.

She doesn’t know if today’s itinerary will allow her to meet the person who is following Wu Ming. In order to provide the other party with the opportunity to follow, she shortens the positioning of getting on and off the car by about one kilometer, hoping that the other party will work hard. a bit.

Because a group of grandfathers and aunts were dancing the square dance near the boarding point set by the firmament, the night was still busy with people, and the firmament did not find anyone following behind.

When she got into the taxi and the vehicle drove to the unmanned main city road, the sky realized that a small white van had been falling behind them not far away.

The driver put her down near a bus stop sign as ordered by the sky, and the minivan also stopped by the roadside.

After getting out of the car, Qiu Tian waited in place for a while, but couldn't see the other party coming out, so he could only go forward by himself.

When he walked to an unmanned and secluded place, the firmament turned his head again, but saw that behind him was empty, there was still no person, only the green vegetation on both sides kept swaying under the shadow of the lamp.

The firmament said: "Come out."

Nothing happened.

"I'm not deceiving you." The firmament amplified her voice, matching Wu Ming's thick voice, with a provocative taste in it. She said, "Although there is wind now, it is still not enough to squeeze the plants out so obvious marks. I'm talking about the person who is about six meters away from me, hiding in the right position. Either you come out and talk to me, or I just go home."

Seeing that she was directly exposed, the figure in the darkness finally came out from behind the bush.

It was a middle-aged man, very thin, because the bones themselves were small, and he was wearing thin jeans. His legs looked like bamboo sticks, making him look like a monkey. There is a camera hanging around his neck and half of his face is covered by a peaked cap. Although he can't see his face, his walking posture is very characteristic.

The firmament said: "You follow me and shoot me."

The man's back buckled slightly, holding the camera with one hand and putting the other in his pocket. no answer.

"What did you take?" asked Qiu Cang, "how long do you want to stay with me?"

The other party suddenly said: "Two million."

The firmament was silent, and after a moment he lowered his head and pressed on the phone.

The person on the other side was a little anxious and stretched his head to look at her. Suddenly, the silence was broken when Qiongcang laughed: "The phone number of the mental hospital is XXX——, turn left at the back. Since you have a car, I won't send it."

"I got it!" The middle-aged man said hurriedly, and then said in a slow tone, "You don't want others to know that you are a pervert, right?"

The firmament lowered his head and laughed silently, not only lifeless, but also took a step closer to him.

"From a conceptual point of view, metamorphosis means something different from normal. I don't know if you are referring to it derogatory, or simply speaking, I am different."

The firmament grew up listening to these two words. If it were worth two million, she would have made a fortune.

"I have taken pictures of you wearing women's clothing. A lot. You go to that community every day, changing into women's clothing and pretending to be a woman. You refuse to go home or have children. I also have pictures of you changing your clothes." Hearing a little smile, he held up the camera and said, "Your wife suspects that you have breaded a woman outside, but she doesn't know that you are not a man at all. You are not a fraud, are you? You like men?"

The sky sneered: "Apart from anything else, I'll just correct you a little bit. Transvestites, homosexuals, and gender-impaired people are different between the three. This is the first time I have seen it, and a sentence is confused. People with three concepts. As private investigators, don’t you need to read more?"

"Do you want the photo? I will sell it to others if I don't want it." The middle-aged man ignored it at all and asked with a grin, "For companies like yours, the price-to-book ratio... is it the price-to-book ratio? Are they all very high? If there is some negative news, the stock price will be swishy down. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Don't." Qiu Cang simply refused and turned around, saying out of interest, "If you dare to follow me, I will call the police."

The person on the other side was startled, and at first he still stood there with disdain to see if she was really going to leave. Then he panicked and ran after him and shouted, "Wu Ming, are you crazy? Do you dare to call the police?"

The firmament stopped again and asked, "Why didn't I dare to call the police? You are blackmailing me now. I have clear evidence. The person who needs to be afraid is you."

She took out her mobile phone and signaled that she had just recorded: "Do you know how many years will be sentenced for extortion? The amount is very large, starting in ten years, and fines. 300,000 to 500,000 are already very large. What you just said Two million, far more than this value. I can hire a lawyer at any time, and you can sit and wear it. You figure it out."

The middle-aged man shouted: "Then everyone will know that you have a transvestite!"

Qiuqiang shrugged indifferently: "What's wrong with you like to wear women's clothing? You still like sneak shots. It's because you're rather wretched."

"If you're really not afraid. You wouldn't buy such a secret house to do these things." The middle-aged man said with confidence and said proudly, "Do you think you can scare me? You usually What was your image when you were in the magazine, do you dare to expose yourself as a pervert?"

Chang Ying paced under the night sky, her leather shoes stepped on the concrete floor, making a dull noise.

"I hate people threatening me most because of these indifferent things."

The firmament stopped in front of the middle-aged man and narrowed his distance. The transparent pupils locked the opponent's face, raised eyebrows again, and looked down at him with a temper.

Wu Ming may be scared. Although he is engaged in a new industry in society and can grasp the hotspots and topics of public opinion, he was born in a poor mountainous area, influenced by his family and the environment, and has always had a conservative morality in his heart.

He couldn't accept his transvestism, he had strong and even sensitive self-esteem. I am afraid that in his heart, he also thinks that such behavior is a kind of abnormality, otherwise he does not need to adopt such secret methods. You have to be so careful even to express your preferences.

But what does the firmament care about? She has too many problems to worry about, where can she have free time to care about what others like? Transvestism is certainly not worthy of promotion by the minority, but is it an unforgivable crime? Wu Ming has tried so hard to cover it up, and has to dig it out from the most secret place. Is there any clever means?

The firmament said frankly: "The sentence just now should be right for me. Do you think you can scare me? You forgot what industry I am in? I am an Internet celebrity economy, and my team is To earn traffic by marketing well-known internet celebrities. Do you know how many internet celebrities nowadays follow the route of men disguising themselves as women? They are hot, popular, and related to entertainment. No one will think they are abnormal. You expose , I can take the opportunity to say that this is our company’s next plan. Is this something unusual? Thank you very much for draining the flow for me. If our stock price rises, I can send a letter to your boss Thank you letter. By the way, which company are you from?"

The firmament raised his hand and lifted his hat with his index finger, revealing his forehead.

"Wasting my time." Qiu Cang said in a gloomy tone, "I remember the face. Finally, I will give you a chance, get out!"

The middle-aged man shuddered and seemed to finally come back to his senses. As he stepped back, he whispered: "You will regret it. This is your choice."

He flew back to the car, closed the door, and galloped away.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the blurred figures in the night, and made a sound of inexplicable tone.

"Actually I thought this person was Fan Huai's. [Guilty]"

"Big guy's eyes scared me just now, but he's so handsome! [I can] When can I act decisively like her!"

"So the person who followed Wu Ming for the past two days was actually the private investigator Li Yujia was looking for, not Fan Huai? This private investigator has no professional ethics. He actually wants to eat both ends, so shameless."

"With Wu Ming's personality, he would definitely choose to negotiate with the other party, right? But he later called the police again. Did he anger the other party and be retaliated?"

"The person who can't figure out Wu Ming will actually come to a dead end, and I see the media saying that he died terribly. Continue to press Li Yujia."

"It seems that a lot of things have happened, but in fact, the game time has only passed by less than a day. The brother in the live broadcast room next door did two things today, cleaning and medical examination in the hospital. [Smile]"

·

When Qiu Cang returned to the villa, He Jueyun was still turning over the things in the corner.

He turned over the cabinets in the living room in a mess, and various small objects were scattered on the floor. The bottles of medicines, business cards, leaflets, and medicine bills are almost all proof of Li Yujia's hard work in preparing for pregnancy in the past few years.

The firmament chose a clean place to settle down and asked, "What are you doing?"

He Jueyun raised his head: "Why did you come back so late?"

"I met someone who followed Wu Ming." Qiu Cang took off his coat and hung it on the back of a chair. "It's a private detective hired by Li Yujia."

"Oh." He Jueyun said, groping for a while on the ground, and then drew out an employment contract and said, "Is this right?"

Qiyun said: "Probably. He may report to you later, don't give money. He actually wants to cheat me, shameless."

He Jueyun was a little pleased to hear that she was cheated: "This kind of deposit is usually paid, and they won't lose money if you don't pay the balance."

The firmament sat down in the corner of the sofa and asked, "Did you find anything? Need help?"

"Nothing is useful." He Jueyun rudely put those things back into the cabinet, stood up and said, "Even if there are clues...I can't tell you."

Qiu Cang smiled and said: "Okay. After all, this is not weaned..." An excellent man with milk...

He Jueyun sipped: "Stop!"

The firmament said regretfully: "Oh."

Seeing that she was obedient anyway, He Jueyun lowered his expression and said, "I'm going to the bedroom. You can arrange it yourself at night."

Firmament: "Well. I can also accompany you first..."

"Stop!" He Jueyun shouted again, really excited this time, and his face flushed slightly, "Do you know how many viewers are watching? Be careful that your account is gone!"

Firmament: "...?" Is it so dangerous? She just wanted to say, accompany him to the bedroom to find clues.

While she was stunned, He Jueyun had already stepped on her slippers and dashed up the stairs.

·

Without an important plot, the night passed quickly. The firmament had just finished halfway through the messy cabinet, and it was already bright outside the window.

Suddenly, there was a short knock on the door, interrupting the movement of the sky. She looked down at the time, 7:23 in the morning.

The people outside shouted, "Son, open the door, I'm a mother!"