Male God, a Little Su

For a time, Wen Yue's Weibo fell.

The comment area has become a large-scale fan removal site, and many passers-by who can't see it are scolding her and asking her to come out and explain.

But the person involved seemed to be dead and did not appear from beginning to end.

Xiao Chen actually regretted it after the words were sent out. These rich fans must maintain a good relationship, and only when their artists need support in the follow-up can they come up with real money. Otherwise, what can you do with those whore?

But soon, she saw that on Weibo, Chen Fan took off her fans in public and withdrew from all the fan groups. He also took off the vest of the deputy stationmaster of the fan station.

The one who left was called a neat and tidy one.

But to blame? Who is to blame? Blame a dead man?

The video of Ren Su Yan jumping into the sea is still being searched. The search and rescue team has been searching for a day, but they have not found anything except shoes and jackets.

I'm afraid it's bad luck.

They couldn't even find anyone except to hold their tails for emergency public relations.

And the most irritating thing is that this Su Yan has no black material! She has been an internet celebrity for at least a year. She doesn't go to bars, she doesn't make boyfriends, she doesn't dance, she doesn't go shopping. Besides live broadcasts all day, she just goes to learn music? ?

Is it so easy to learn?

Can you put your face right and be a coquettish bitch? !

The PR team is depressed.

*

"What about people? Still no news?"

As soon as the door opened, Sheng Jinshu greeted him immediately.

Cheng Qian shook his head, and there was a light blue under his eyes.

The man who has always been clean and neat and maintained an elegant posture all the time, now looks embarrassed.

He handed over the things in his hand, "Only found this."

Sheng Jinshu stared at it for a long time, then suddenly gritted his teeth and spat out a word, "Fuck—"

He almost kicked the chair violently, "Why do you think she kept silent? Are we not good to her?! Are you really desperate to the point of seeking death?!"

Cheng Qian lowered his eyes, put down his things and walked inside.

From the back came Sheng Jinshu's suppressed words, "Look for—"

"Keep looking! Live to see people, die to see corpses."

He raised his hand to cover his red eyes, almost gnashing his teeth, wishing he could chew the word Su Yan and swallow it, "When I find her, I will build a cage to lock her up and see where she goes. !"

Originally, he just wanted to let her out, and sooner or later he would have to bring her back.

Who knew that this departure would be a never-ending farewell.

*

In the middle of the night, Cheng Qian watched over and over again the video transferred from a certain family by the sea.

Coincidentally, the surveillance was pointing in the direction of the accident.

After the video was coming, Cheng Qian used the money to let the family destroy the original document.

Only he is left.

Just two minutes before and after.

She took off her shoes and walked towards the sea, where the waves hit her calves.

From the beginning to the end, she did not look back, and walked into the sea very firmly until the sea completely submerged her.

and many more--

With a flash of silver light, Cheng Qian squinted and pressed the pause button.

He took a screenshot of that picture and enlarged it a little bit.

The monitoring quality of the fishermen's outfit is not good, and it is night again, and it is almost impossible to see clearly when zoomed in.

But the silver scales gradually spreading on her legs made Cheng Qian suffocate.

He quickly stood up, walked to the safe and opened it, took out the stack of documents from it and quickly rummaged through it.

Finally settled on a certain English.

Cheng Qian's breathing suddenly began to be a little short, and was frightened by his own guess.

Su Yan: Oh, I'm going to roll over!