Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

A few minutes later, Jiang Xun returned to the theater and continued to sit beside Fu Liang, watching the movie as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, did you guess the murderer?"

Fu Liang touched his little arm.

"Hmm..." Jiang Xun nodded while staring at the screen, "But I'm not sure about going to the toilet just now. What if key evidence appeared in those few minutes? Who do you think?"

He tilted his head and smiled at Fu Liang.

Fu Liang staggered his eyes, thought for a while and took out two gel pens, one black and one red, from his trouser pocket: "How about we write a surname in each other's palms and see if we guess the same person?"

Jiang Xun readily agreed: "Yes, I didn't expect you to have the habit of carrying a pen with you."

Fu Liang replied bluntly: "This is the self-consciousness of a student."

He handed the red pen to Jiang Xun, and the two turned sideways and stretched out their left hands to each other, and then wrote in each other's palms. The feeling of the pen tip walking on the skin was itchy and comfortable.

After finishing writing, he closed his fist and clenched the answer for the other party, and there was a faintly ambiguous atmosphere in the dark atmosphere.

They held the hand with the answer in front of them, and then slowly stretched it out. The tacit understanding of the word "Congratulations" in the palm of the hand made the two of them couldn't help laughing.

Fu Liang smiled relaxedly: "Since we both have the same answer, the murderer is probably inseparable. Do you still want to watch?"

Jiang Xun looked at the words on the palm of his hand for a few more seconds, and the smile on the corner of his lips froze for a while: "Look, what if there is a reversal later."

He tilted his head at Fu Liang and smiled indifferently.

"Ok."

Fu Liang didn't think much about it, it was right to accompany Jiang Xun, and it was a kind of fun to wait until the movie was over.

The staff in the projection room of the movie theater were overwhelmed by the snowflakes on the screen of all the surveillance videos, and hurriedly called the maintenance department: "Hey, I don't know what happened to these cameras, they suddenly broke down, and now they can't connect to the signal at all. Go and see."

Ten minutes later, the maintenance personnel checked and called him to tell him: "It should be affected by the strong magnetic field of the signal jammer. We need to give us some time to find the signal jammer."

The staff worried: "Why is there a signal jammer? Could it be that a bad guy sneaked into the theater? What does he want to do? Do we need to call the police? What if something happens later? Will there be a bomb in the theater?"

Therefore, the staff of the cinema hurriedly contacted the boss cautiously, but the boss thought that they were making a fuss out of a molehill, so he just ordered them to hurry up and investigate, and contact the store manager in case of emergency, and then hung up the phone without pain.

After more than ten minutes after the movie ended, the maintenance staff called the staff: "The signal jammer has been found, what's the situation with the surveillance video now."

The staff breathed a sigh of relief, and said in relief: "The monitoring has returned to normal, thank you for your hard work."

Maintenance staff: "Who is the suspicious person you are looking for who placed the signal jammer before the monitoring accident?"

Staff: "OK."

However, the suspicious person can only install the jammer when the movie enters the venue. There is a large flow of people when entering the venue, and the location where the jammer is found happens to be in a dead spot of monitoring. Find suspicious characters.

The staff of the movie theater are still in fear, and the fear of danger has not been lifted in time.

But until they got off work, and then went to work the next day, nothing happened in the cinema as usual, but a criminal case that shocked the whole country happened in an eight-star hotel two subway stations away from the cinema——

Ye Feng, the grandson of the chairman of the Ye Group, was killed in a hotel room, and the suspect has been arrested.

Fu Liang felt his head was heavy, and he seemed to have fallen asleep before the movie ended.

"what--"

At nine o'clock in the morning, he was woken up by the screams of the cleaning lady in the hotel. The cold floor was in an unfamiliar environment, and beside him lay the dead body of a man, who was lying in a pool of blood in a white bathrobe. Stabbed several times.

And his body was also covered with blood, and he was holding a dagger in his hand. Needless to say, this dagger was a murder weapon.

Fu Liang immediately threw away the dagger, his mind was still in a mess, the hotel immediately called the police, the scene was chaotic for a while, the floor where the crime happened was blocked, the security guards rushed to protect the scene of the first crime, and confiscated his cell phone.

He sat cross-legged on the leather sofa next to the corpse, leaning on the armrest of the sofa with his elbows, and gently pressed his slightly bent fingers against his temples. He slept on the floor all night, and now he seems to have caught a cold.

He calmly took out the tissue in his trouser pocket and blew his nose, then threw the tissue into the trash can next to the sofa, continued to support his temple with his left hand, and silently waited for the police to arrive.

From last night to now, Fu Liang couldn't remember what happened at all. The dreamlike feeling of doing this was too familiar. He had to contact Jiang Xun immediately.

Last time he was framed as a pervert in underwear, but this time he was framed as a murderer. Every time the person who stayed with him in the end was Jiang Xun, Fu Liang was sure it was definitely Jiang Xun's fault.

In stark contrast to his calmness was the family of the victim. A woman in her 40s rushed into the room first. She was the victim's mother and one of the directors of the Ye Group—Chen Qing.

Chen Qing was followed by two women and a man. Among them, the woman in a blue suit was about the same age as her. She was the victim's aunt, Ye Ling, the operation director of the Ye Group, and one of the permanent directors.

In addition, the woman in a white slim suit is less than [-] years old, with chestnut wavy hair and a vest. She looks beautiful and capable. She is the victim's sister, Ye Lin, the financial director of the Ye Group, and the handsome man in a black suit who accompanies her is Her husband Sheng Yun.

"Forbes, how did this happen?" Chen Qing knelt beside Ye Feng's body and wept bitterly, "Why? Why?"

The other three relatives looked heavy and said nothing, and the atmosphere was oppressive and stagnant. Ye Lin stared at Fu Liang who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, her brows slightly furrowed.

"You..." She walked towards Fu Liang stepping on her high heels, "Why did you want to kill my brother?"

Chen Qing's attention was also attracted by Ye Lin's voice, he stood up and wanted to rush to question Fu Liang, but fortunately he was stopped by the security guard.

The security captain tried to persuade: "Chen Dong, calm down, we have already called the police, and the police are coming soon."

"Get out of the way..." Chen Qing tried to push the security guard away, "If you don't get out of the way, I'll make you pack up and leave."

The security captain had no choice but to back down angrily. Chen Qing was full of tears, stepped forward to hold Fu Liang's collar tightly with both hands, and asked angrily, "Why did you kill my son? Why? Who told you to do this? Tell me!"

Fu Liang kept his sitting posture unchanged, and looked impatiently at her face after crying bitterly: "I didn't kill him, the murderer wasn't me."

"stop."

Fang Yu stood at the door and shouted.