Chapter 1021 Are You a Dramatic Actor?
The little fat man had a camera hanging around his neck and was wearing simple casual clothes, looking like an ordinary person.
"Who are you?" Xing Chen stared at the little fat man and asked.
Hearing this, the little fat man trembled slightly, and cold sweat had already flowed down his forehead.
"I... I, I, I, I was just passing by on a night run..." A look of fear appeared in the little fat man's eyes.
"You took a camera for a night run?" Lin Yan asked curiously.
The little fat man nodded repeatedly: "Well... yes, I just wanted to record the beauty of this night, so I took a camera for a night run, which is also my habit... This doesn't seem to be a problem."
"Xing Chen, take a look at what he took in his camera." Lin Yan said to Xing Chen.
Hearing this, Xing Chen nodded and immediately took the little fat man's camera off his neck.
After checking it out, in addition to a large number of photos, there were also many videos about them, even the video of Lin Yan chasing away the black-robed man last time.
"Miss Lin, take a look..."
Immediately, Xing Chen took the little fat man's camera in front of Lin Yan.
Lin Yan took the camera handed over by Xing Chen and looked at it carefully.
Not long after checking, Lin Yan's brows were already furrowed.
"Were you also the one who took the video that was on the hot search before?" Lin Yan's eyes fell on the little fat man.
Hearing this, the little fat man's face suddenly changed, and he shook his head and said: "No... No, it's not me, it's really not me, I didn't see anything, I don't know anything!"
"It's not you?!"
Xing Chen stepped forward, raised his palm, and then said coldly: "Lower your head!"
The little fat man bent down subconsciously.
Xing Chen slapped the little fat man on the head.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts me to death!" The little fat man screamed.
"It hurts your uncle, I didn't even try hard!" Xing Chen cursed: "Are you a drama queen?"
"It really wasn't taken by me, it has nothing to do with me!" The little fat man said.
"Are you insulting our IQ? The things in the camera were not taken by you, but by me?" Xing Chen sneered.
"Camera... By the way, I just picked up the camera. It's not mine at all!" said the little fat man.
As the little fat man finished speaking, Xing Chen was completely confused this time. He felt that his IQ was insulted by this little fat man.
"Didn't you just say that you have the habit of recording the beautiful world at night when you run at night? How come you picked up the camera now?" Xing Chen said with a sneer.
"Brother, I was wrong. Can I delete it? I won't dare to do it again. I took the photo last time... You must not kill me to silence me. I have an 80-year-old mother and three children to feed. My wife is disabled and I am not in good health. I am the only support for my family. If you kill me, the sky will fall!"
The little fat man looked at everyone in panic.
"ID card." Xing Chen said impatiently.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The little fat man hurriedly took out his wallet and handed it to Xing Chen.
"I want your ID card, who wants your money? Do you think I am robbing?!" Xing Chen shouted angrily.
"The ID card is... in the wallet..." the little fat man said cautiously.
Xing Chen glared at the little fat man fiercely, and then took out the little fat man's wallet from his wallet.
After looking at the little fat man's date of birth, Xing Chen frowned deeply, stared at the little fat man and said: "This year is exactly seventeen years old."