After saying that, the screen turned and it was an airport.

Qin Chaomu's whole body trembled, his heart beat faster, and he almost stood up. Mr. Qin next to him immediately held his arm tightly and said heavily: "Don't move, Chaomu, watch!"

This video must have been saved for decades. There is still noise when playing, and the pixels are not so clear, but everyone's outlines can still be clearly identified.

At the airport, a group of people wearing the uniforms of the Dongli family were slowly boarding the plane. The last person to board the plane was a woman. Although her face could not be seen clearly, she had a graceful figure. She was wearing a dark green skirt, twisting the skirt, ready to fly. Step up the ladder.

On the screen, a man suddenly ran over, his suit flapping in the wind. He ran over and stopped in front of the woman.

The way she twisted her skirt...

Qin Chaomu frowned.

The next moment, the ends of his eyes gradually turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said three words: "Qin Hanmo!"

A hand held his wrist vigorously. Mr. Qin was trying his best to suppress the emotions in his heart and lowered his voice, "Don't move, Chao Mu, watch."

In the video, the man seemed to be arguing with the woman about something. Everyone could see that the man was preventing the woman from getting on the plane. After the two people faced off for more than ten minutes, another man appeared at the hatch of the plane. After he got off, he He held the woman's hand.

The two men looked at each other, seemed to be saying something, and finally argued and struggled.

Finally, the woman followed the man onto the plane. The moment she entered the cabin door, the woman turned around. Although her face could not be seen clearly, she seemed helpless and apologetic.

But Qin Chaomu could recognize the mouth shape: [Hanmo, goodbye. 】

In the end, only Qin Hanmo was left in the empty airport. No matter how strong the wind blew his clothes, he just stood there quietly, with a tall and straight posture and a desolate expression, like a statue in the cold wind.

Today, you can see his unwillingness and stubbornness through the screen.

"It's Dongli Xi, the youngest daughter of the old family master, Princess Xi who was famous for a while." Someone shouted. Although the voice was low, it was enough for everyone around to hear.

"It's actually her...Is that her husband who got on the plane? Who is that below?"

A few seconds later, a slow, deep voice came.

"He's from the King Protector clan... White Tiger." An old man sighed, "Back then, White Tiger's fate was to be executed for profiteering and rebellion."

"The version I heard is that Baihu forced Princess Xi to be with him when he had a family and children. Princess Xi refused and rebelled against the master's family out of love and hatred..."

"Shh, the truth is here, don't even guess."

The whole audience sighed.

Qin Chaomu stared at the man on the screen. The hand on his side clenched silently into a fist. He faintly exuded a dark and violent aura. His handsome face was particularly expressionless and gloomy as if water was dripping from his face.

Many people in the venue seemed to be panicking because of the content of the video. One of the leading soldiers suddenly turned back and reported something in the wild wolf's ears.

The wild wolf went to Dongli Zizuo's side, and saw a sudden change in Dongli Zizuo's face. He grabbed the wild wolf by the collar and said, "Everything is out of order?"

Wild Wolf added: "We can't get out for the time being, so we have contacted the engineering team outside."

……

However, no one paid any attention to this.

With a "Boom--", the sound on the screen almost turned into reality, and there was actually a small scream coming from the hall.

A huge and dazzling light, similar to an explosion, illuminated the entire conference hall.

"Oh my God, the plane exploded." Someone said.

The light energy and heat at the moment of the explosion illuminated the entire hall, and the monitor was affected by the heat wave, and the entire screen shook violently.

Everyone has reacted. The accident that happened more than 20 years ago has now been restored in this most intuitive form.

And now they are imprisoned here, forced to become the most powerful witnesses.

Everything is self-evident. Someone wants to settle an old score! In front of twenty big families in country Z!

Qin Hanmo on the screen was stunned at first, and the next moment he rushed out like crazy. He got into a car and rushed to the airport runway quickly, while the wreckage of the plane in the sky was still falling. He didn't even care about it. Crash into the firelight.

The strong airflow caused the screen to go black for five or six seconds.

When the screen lit up, we were still in the airport, with waves of medical staff passing by the wreckage, and a large number of soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms.

Ambulances and sirens were circling the venue.

Everyone looked at the screen in shock.

An old man spoke slowly, heavily and slowly, "There were no survivors in that explosion."

No one said anything anymore, it was too intuitive and tragic to accept.

Blood, corpses, wreckage, rebels taking advantage of the opportunity to explode, ambulances in chaos...

It was too far away to hear anyone's voice, but the throbbing and pain on everyone's face could not be concealed.

Especially that man. He was rummaging through the mountain of corpses like crazy. He was knocked to the ground several times by the airflow from successive explosions. He desperately got up to look for him again. There were soldiers behind him pulling him, but he pointed his gun at the obstruction. His person, with his red eyes, looked like a demon.

At a certain moment, he suddenly froze.

The whole audience held their breath.

The fear can be felt across the screen, the man's sudden burst of grief and substantive desolation.

He staggered and almost crawled over, but he seemed to have been drained of all his strength. It took a lot of effort to tremble and drag the person into his arms, and then pressed his face against the lifeless person. Woman's face.

His lips moved, as if he called her name.

【Xiaoxi...】

He arranged her hair, pulled up her hand that fell on the ground, hugged her together, kissed her forehead, and whispered her name, [Xiaoxi. 】

When doing all this, the man didn't have many expressions, and he didn't seem to feel that this person was dead. He just thought it was a farce of being together when he was young, and he was lying to him like he usually does when he loses his temper.

……

Qin Chaomu closed his eyes.

The trembling eyelashes become moist little by little.

Deep in the handsome features, there is a heart-breaking pain and a bitterness of self-deprecation.

How much I admired this man back then, now how much I hate him.

I don’t love, don’t want, but want to marry that woman. Give birth to him, raise him, but abandon him.

Everyone breathed lightly.

The last shot shows a man kneeling on the ground holding a woman and begging for help. The look on his face is painful and sad, as if he is begging for help, but also as if he has completely fallen.

After a long pause, his eyes were red, but he no longer shed tears. He just held her in his arms and called her name over and over again.

【Xiaoxi...】

【Xiaoxi...】

……

The screen was far away and the sound was actually inaudible, but the sadness almost shocked everyone's heart.

Someone suddenly said: "It turns out... Princess Xi was not killed by Bai Hu out of love and hatred..."


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