Fast time travel, did the host kill the villain today?

After returning to the room and closing the door, Fu Jiu got up from the wheelchair, walked to the wine cabinet by the window, opened a new bottle of red wine and poured it, then opened a corner of the curtain with the red wine and looked into the distance through the night.

She didn't turn on the light, and wisps of moonlight shone on her sharp eyebrows and eyes through the gaps in the curtains.

Mo Yue stood by the window for about ten minutes. After drinking the last drop of red wine in the goblet, Fu Jiu turned and walked towards the desk in the corner of the bedroom.

Turning on the light on the table, turning on the computer, she put down the wine glass and sat down on the leather chair.

A string of codes was displayed on the computer, followed by an update prompt, and there was a thin layer of gray on the screen, as if no one had started it for a long time.

It took thirty minutes for the update, Fu Jiu leaned on the leather chair and waited patiently.

After the update was completed, a bright light shone on her face, and Fu Jiu opened her eyes from her doze.

There is only a folder and browser on the computer screen, neither encrypted.

She clicked on the file, and instantly the entire interface was filled with bloody images.

This document is full of pictures of the death scene of men and women, and each picture shows a different man and woman.

The mouse slid down, and Fu Jiu opened the picture with the latest date.

October 10 last year was the day before Xia Lu went abroad.

After opening this picture, Fu Jiu stopped using the computer, took out the phone, found the monitoring software, and played a video from it.

If there are other people here at this moment, they will definitely recognize the person in the video as the usual Mr. Xia, who looks gentle on the surface and has a thunderous manner, but Mr. Xia in the video behaves a bit sneaky.

early morning.

Third Ring Street.

The first ray of sunlight fell on the ground, and the limited edition sports car kicked up high dust.

The sports car stopped at the gate of Xiang's headquarters. The bodyguard stepped forward and opened the door of the back seat. A man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out of the car and his face was very similar to that of Xiang Mingxuan.

The man took a few steps forward, stopped abruptly, and frowned: "What's going on?"

Following the man's line of sight, the bodyguard saw a row of bloodstains dragged out on the ground, and the blood stopped at the glass door of the company, where lay a naked adult male with his hands and feet twisted in a twisted position.

At first the bodyguard didn't recognize the man's identity, and after taking two steps forward, he confirmed in horror that it was Xiang Mingxuan: "President, it's the second young master!"

"What?" Xiang Jinlin's first reaction was that the bodyguard was farting, but seeing the bodyguard frightened like that, he was a little suspicious, and walked over quickly.

Hearing the movement, Xiang Mingxuan turned his head to look at Xiang Jinlin with difficulty, his whole body screaming in excitement.

"Mingxuan? It's really Mingxuan!" Xiang Jinlin staggered and almost fell. He grabbed the bodyguard who wanted to help Xiang Mingxuan, "Call an ambulance! What are you still doing! Hurry up!" Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, I will fight now."

Xiang's second young master turned into such a miserable appearance in one day, and the bodyguard who was staring at Xiang Jinlin took out his phone with shaking hands.

the other side.

movie theater.

The script invested by Liu Yujie is being filmed in an orderly manner.

Sitting next to the director, watching Jiang An, who was playing with the actor, Liu Yujie was obviously absent-minded. From time to time, he would look out of the set, or look down at his phone.

Xiang Mingxuan hadn't contacted him for more than ten hours. According to his understanding of Xiang Mingxuan, if he took those photos of Fu Jiu, he would definitely share them with him as soon as possible. I don't know if something happened.

The more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel.

Finally, Liu Yujie couldn't stand it anymore and got up, and dialed a number in a place with few people.

at the same time.

Office of President Fu.

Shen Mochi sat up straight, turned his head to look at Fu Jiu who was working seriously, the black mobile phone beside her had been vibrating continuously for almost a minute.

After hesitating for a while, the young man got up and walked towards Fu Jiu. When he got to Fu Jiu's side, he glanced at the woman who was still unresponsive, raised his hand and pressed the answer button.

As soon as the phone was connected, a man asked anxiously on the opposite side: "Xiang Mingxuan, are you okay? I didn't reply to any messages I sent you. What are you doing?"

Xiang Mingxuan?do not know.

Shen Mochi thought for a while, and was about to tell the other party that he made a wrong call, when 113 suddenly shouted in his mind: "Master host, don't talk!"

The unsuspecting scolding scared Shen Mochi to hug Fu Jiu's arm immediately, not daring to say anything.

Fu Jiu stopped writing, stretched out her hand to hang up the phone, and didn't care what the person on the other side had left to say.

"What's wrong? Bored?" Fu Jiu raised her hand and pinched the boy's cheek.

"Not boring." Shen Mochi shook his head, not polite at all, got into Fu Jiu's arms and sat on her lap, "What are you doing, can I have a look?"

"Want to learn?"

"Well, can I learn?"

"I teach you."

Xia Lu: "..."

Through the crack of the door, looking at the two sticky people inside, Xia Jin's hand holding the fruit plate was so hard that it turned white.

"Fu Jiu likes little boys? Did we go in the wrong direction at the beginning? No wonder Fu Jiu doesn't like me."

"I have devoted my heart and soul to her for seven years, and I can't compare to a little boy."

"Forget it, the left and right are just the target of a raid."

Lowering his eyes, he closed the door again, and Xia Lu threw the fresh fruit into the trash can without hesitation.

Inside the office.

The corner of Fu Jiu's mouth ticked upwards, pointing to the name of a company on the contract to introduce to Shen Mochi.

movie theater.

Not only did Liu Yujie not feel relieved when he got through the phone but didn't speak, but even more flustered.

Normally, he wouldn't miss Xiang Mingxuan so much, but this time the bastard provoked Fu's family, so it was a brotherhood, he didn't want to see something happen to Xiang Mingxuan.

Swiping continuously on the phone interface, the fingertip only stayed on Meng Xuanli's name for two seconds before moving away, and found a phone number that he hadn't contacted for several years.

He dialed the phone, but it was still a long time before he was picked up, the difference was that someone called him back this time.

He had just finished asking Xiang Mingxuan if he went home last night, and before he could say anything, Xiang Jinlin's roar broke out on the phone.

"Go home? Liu Yujie, do you know that Mingxuan is lying in the hospital now? Who did you offend? Do you know that Mingxuan's arms and legs were broken and his mouth was sewn shut!"

"If Mingxuan can't be cured, I will definitely make you and Meng Xuanli pay the price!"

Subconsciously, Xiang Jinlin felt that although his younger brother, a rich second generation, loves to play a little bit, he would not be targeted like this. No one has touched his younger brother for so many years. It must be Meng Xuanli and Liu Yujie's commercial competitors who secretly attacked him. Take revenge and take out my anger on my brother.

In this case, is there any problem for him to vent to the Xiang family and the Meng family?

Liu Yujie didn't hear clearly what Xiang Jinlin said behind him, only the message "Xiang Mingxuan's hands and feet were interrupted" kept lingering in his ears.

As soon as Xiang Mingxuan asked the gangsters to surround Fu Jiu to take indecent photos, Xiang Mingxuan was retaliated against on the back foot. It is self-evident who did it.

However, Liu Yujie did not dare to tell Xiang Jinlin now, so he could only pretend to be calm and answer Xiang Jinlin: "Brother Jinlin, send me your address, and I will go to the hospital to see Mingxuan immediately."

"You don't need to come, you should pray that Mingxuan will not become disabled!"

But how could it be possible to not become disabled after being injured like that?

Liu Yujie waited for the other side to hang up the phone, ignoring Jiang An who was still filming on stage, took out his car keys and hurriedly left the studio.

After leaving the studio, Liu Yujie drove directly to Meng Xuanli's company in the car.