Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Jiang Yuan took a taxi according to the location given by the time machine.

The neon sign read "Night Bar". The first floor was a disco with deafening music, and the host was shouting "three, two, one" and playing the disc. The crowd was too dense to find the way in such an occasion. Jiang Yuan guessed that there might be a private room on the second floor. If such a place was reported, the second floor could be evacuated immediately when the police came.

She guessed that someone must be guarding the stairs, so she simply stopped looking for a way out and went out to climb the wall. She found the room where the two people were doing the transaction and lay on the reserved table where the air conditioner was placed.

The person inside should be the director. He looked very professional. He was holding the latest equipment and carefully scanning every corner of the room. Even the hanging landscape paintings were lifted up for inspection. Jiang Yuan was a little disgusted. He must have touched dust on his hands. I wonder if he will wash his hands later. After he finished the inspection, she quietly placed the recording device on the windowsill.

President Qi arrived soon, still looking calm and composed, with a slicked-back hair that was almost the same as his appearance on TV. But a closer look revealed that his steps were a bit untidy and he was taking eager steps.

President Qi did not forget to put on airs in this situation, and asked in a deep voice: "Did you bring the things?"

The director was very dissatisfied with his attitude and snorted, "I thought you would say a few words to me, but I didn't expect that President Qi, as President Qi is, didn't care at all and was always so at ease."

President Qi was furious. He was just a small district director. He used to be able to bow and scrape to him to get close to him, but now he dared to use these things to threaten him. "How could it be? Haven't I always provided you with convenience? I thought our relationship didn't need those false greetings."

Director: As expected of an old hand, he is really good at talking. Before, those who gave us some money always looked down on us with a condescending attitude. Everyone thought they wanted to make friends and provide information. But it turned out to be a felony of murder. This old man is really crazy. "Don't talk nonsense. We were just nodding acquaintances before. We only had a few drinks and talked. Who knew that Mr. Qi would give me such a hot thing."

President Qi saw that he was only after money, so he stretched out his hand to make a number: "Relationships can be cultivated slowly, what do you think?"

The director frowned, his eyes were about to burst into anger: his lifeline was in his hands, but he still acted so high and mighty, was this the way he treated people? Although the money had increased several times compared to when he used it to bribe several directors before, he was still very dissatisfied.

Isn't this thing worth him losing half his family property and begging him with tears? The capitalists are still holding on to the money even when they are about to die. They are used to looking down on others and will never bow their heads.

President Qi was also very dissatisfied and began to curse in his heart. A small director has a big appetite. Isn't he worried about choking when he opens his mouth so high? And that woman, I'm really going to make her unhappy even if I die. Can't she just stay at home and take care of the children? I obviously manage the company in an orderly manner, but she is still worried. What a lowly maid's life.

Jiang Yuan was getting anxious listening to what was going on outside the house. What was going on? These old foxes were so careful with their words. Damn it, if I had known earlier, I would have just robbed them.

While they were still arguing about the price, Jiang Yuan suddenly realized that someone was taking pictures of her. Maybe they thought it was outrageous, or maybe they recognized her. She might not be able to stay in this house any longer. The police should be coming.

But I am now somewhat famous, with a following of 200,000, so she simply turned on the camera and started the live broadcast.

Everyone has a 24G internet connection, and many people already know about her squatting on someone else's windowsill. As soon as she came online, her screen was flooded with messages, and many people asked her with ill intentions whether she was caught as a mistress.

"Hello, everyone seems to want to know what I am doing. Let me introduce it to you."

She opened the window directly, stepped into the house, and used her mobile phone to capture President Qi's grim face as he reluctantly agreed to give away 3 billion yuan of his wealth.

The man's emotional shock was obvious, and the barrage was full of exclamation marks.

Jiang Yuan directly translated for everyone: "This person holding the check is President Qi, and this one is our district director. President Qi offered 3 billion to sell the evidence of his murder and corpse disposal. Did you see it? It's in the box behind the director. There is a camera that recorded the shooting scene, and a knife, which was the tool used to commit the crime."

The two were shocked by the crazy woman's actions at first, and then they quickly grabbed the phone. In the picture, the two rushed over together, the world was spinning, and then the footsteps became more frequent, and the bodyguards outside came in. They were all well-trained martial artists. As soon as they entered the door, they rushed to the evidence and tried to smash it with iron bars.

Jiang Yuan quickly threw down his phone, went to grab the evidence, and then jumped off the window without a fight. Fortunately, it was on the second floor, so he didn't die from the fall, but it hurt.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were all stunned. Was this serious? After the world spun around, they could barely see anything. There was only a cracked black screen: the camera was upside down on the ground. Then there was a ping-pong sound of fighting, and then a man said angrily, "Chase!" Then the phone seemed to be picked up, and the live broadcast was turned off.

The internet exploded again: - Damn, this is too exciting, right? Will the little painter get into trouble?

——It’s fake, it must be hype, otherwise how could the camera just fall down?

——Call the police. Didn’t you see the man’s expression? If he had such acting skills, he would have made it in the entertainment industry long ago.

——Jiang Yuan said that they were trading evidence of murder. Would she be killed too?

——Is there anyone nearby live streaming the scene of the police coming?

——My friend lives nearby. He said he saw the woman jump out of the window and run away. There was a group of burly men in the window behind her.

Later, someone really posted a video of the police coming, and the scene was a bit chaotic. The police officer on duty caught his own chief while arresting a criminal. No one had taught him how to deal with it, so he was completely confused and didn't know what to do.

As soon as the other party put on airs, he subconsciously obeyed.

The director had a sullen face and said, "A crazy woman climbed in through the window and stole Mr. Qi's things. Catch her quickly and don't let her get away."

The young policeman was a little hesitant, not knowing how to ask for the director and President Qi to be taken back as well.

The director seemed to understand his expression and sneered, "You seem to have just started working not long ago? You still need to learn a lot. Why don't you catch up quickly?"

The young policeman was still hesitant at first, but after hearing this, a surge of righteousness surged from his chest: "Chief, you and General Qi also have to go back to the police station for investigation."

He opened the car door and gestured for invitation.

President Qi glared at him fiercely, and then started calling people to block the live video. At first, only the video and screen recording showed violations, and later the entire live APP was directly shut down. Yes, this APP is owned by Qi.

This letter is equivalent to directly proving the authenticity of the letter to netizens. Isn't it obvious that he was furious after being exposed? There is such a dark corner in contemporary society, where capital and power collude with each other and eat people without blinking an eye.

It is known that no matter how quickly he is blocked, netizens have other platforms to continue broadcasting the video, which has been broadcast countless times and the pixels have become blurry. If the video cannot be posted, text posts will be posted. If the topic cannot be brought up, the topic of the young painter Pei Yingjun will be brought up. The traffic remains high.