Chapter 402 Li Zumei

Qiao Yu!

The call was actually from Qiao Yu!

"What's going on?" The man's reaction was stronger than anyone else's. His brother Qiao Yu was dead, and he knew this better than anyone else.

This was even confirmed by the police.

Normal people would hang up the video call, even if someone stole the account to play a prank, but the man seemed to be possessed, his hand trembled, and he connected the video.

Hua Luo, who was closest to him, stretched out his hand and wanted to stop him, but it was still a step too late.

"Cha——"

"Cha——"

There was a strange friction sound in the video, which gave people a very uncomfortable feeling, as if someone was kicking shoes and rubbing on the rough ground without leaving the ground.

At this point, several people dared to move forward and stared at the mobile phone screen.

The video was a little dark, seemingly in the underground garage, and there was an echo around, and everyone held their breath.

No one appeared, and the picture was similar to a person holding a mobile phone and broadcasting live.

The turning point occurred about half a minute later, and the picture turned, and the person broadcasting live entered a dim stairwell.

There was a light blue sign near the door in the stairwell. Although the picture only stayed for less than two seconds, everyone could still see the words on the sign clearly.

Hezong Culture Group.

There was a number 9 marked behind it.

"It went to Hezong Culture Group." The fat man slapped the table and stood up, saying excitedly: "It wants to destroy the clues!"

Although it was clear that this was most likely a conspiracy of the ghosts, who wanted to lead them there, there was no better way now.

Because only there could the last strange story be found.

Without further ado, several people set off immediately, but the man grabbed Jiao Tailang's clothes and said, "I will go with you. This matter is also related to my brother."

It can be seen that the man has never given up on tracking down the real cause of death of his brother Qiao Yu over the years, and it was not until these people appeared in front of him that he felt that things had made progress.

What happened in the past few days gave him a premonition that the truth was about to be revealed.

"You are different from us." Jiao Tailang pinched the man's hand, trying to let him go, "I can't explain the reason to you, but you should also be able to see that this matter is more complicated than you think." He consoled.

But the man's persistence was beyond his imagination, "I know there might be danger, but Qiao Yu is my brother, he is my real brother! I must know what killed him!"

The man was emotional and his voice became louder.

The quarrel in the room attracted the waiter outside the door, and a man in a suit who seemed to be a manager.

Chu Jiu saw that there might be trouble, so he immediately got up and walked out the door.

"It's okay," she explained to the people outside with a smile, and closed the door by the way, "We are from the crew, come here to have a meal, and the director will guide the actors to audition."

Maybe this little girl looked too good, and instinctively made everyone think that she would not lie, so the people outside dispersed.

The manager also kindly reminded her to keep their voices down and not affect others.

Chu Jiu agreed.

"This matter is dangerous, and you may die. Think about it carefully." Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, patted the man's arm holding Jiao Tailang, and signaled him to let go.

The man slowly let go of his hand.

"And if you are in danger, we will not risk saving you." Jiang Cheng looked at him calmly, "We all have only one life."

"I know, I can be responsible for my actions!" The man panted.

"That's fine." Jiang Cheng turned and opened the door, "Let's go, we have no money, you have to pay for the fare."

"Okay."

Hua Luo found the location of Hezong Culture Group on the Internet, and then took two taxis directly. After getting off the car, there was a lead-gray building in front of them.

After entering, they learned that Hezong Culture Group occupied the 9th floor of the building alone, and there was a 13th floor.

When everyone was walking towards the stairs, the man tilted his head to look at the elevator not far away, and asked in confusion: "There is an elevator here."

"Just follow us." When the man opened his mouth and seemed to want to continue to say something, the fat man interrupted: "Don't ask why."

The man thought about it and chose to shut up.

In a hurry, everyone climbed to the 9th floor. Room 910 appeared in the video left by Liu Guo, and the letter was sent from this room.

After knocking on the door, Hua Luo pushed the door open and went in without waiting for the person inside to respond.

Inside was an office with a relatively large area, but the layout was very messy. The left side was relatively normal, with a small sofa and a desk facing the door. The desk was filled with various books and a bunch of brown paper bags.

Jiang Cheng walked over and saw that an envelope had been opened, and the paper inside was spread on the table.

"It's the first draft of the painting." Jiang Cheng picked it up and glanced at it briefly.

"Who are you?" The door was pushed open, and a woman dressed very homely came in. She was not very old and wore black-framed glasses, but she spoke very imposingly.

Especially when she saw the first drafts in Jiang Cheng's hand, her face changed immediately and her voice became louder, "What are you doing? Why?"

Hua Luo took out a police officer's ID slowly, walked forward a few steps, and shook it in front of the woman, "We are mainly here to understand some situations today, please cooperate."

The "policeman" woman looked back and forth at Hua Luo's skirt. Obviously, the police in her impression were not like this.

"We are performing official duties." Hua Luo's unsmiling aura suppressed the woman. She pointed at the fat man and the man who followed him, and said in a cold tone: "They are all suspects we captured. I dressed like this just to Confuse them."

Jiang Cheng was also cooperating with Hua Luo. Jiao Tailang screamed at Fatty, and the man stood against the wall, not listening to what he shouldn't have heard.

After some frightening, the woman actually believed them. Jiang Cheng took out a small notebook and pretended to ask the woman questions.

The woman's name is Li Zumei. She is the editor-in-chief of Hezong Culture Group. She is mainly responsible for receiving and reviewing manuscripts. This is her office.

"Do you know Lin Chen?" Jiang Cheng raised his head and glanced at Li Zumei indifferently.

It was this glance that made Li Zumei confirm their identities. She swallowed and lowered her voice and said: "Actually, after you revealed your identities, I roughly knew that you came here for that matter. You came here last time. The police officer has told me."

Jiang Cheng stopped writing and looked at her without answering.

Talking too much at this time can easily reveal your flaws.

Jiao Tailang was always alert to the movement outside the door. After all, the guy who called had not yet appeared. Who knows if he would be found lying outside the door as soon as he opened the door.