she's a rose she's a gun

Wenming approached the little gangster step by step. When she was about to arrive, she took out her mobile phone and pretended to make a call, but actually listened to the little gangster's every move with her ears up.

"Still here."

Wenming saw the gangster wearing a pair of earphones, quietly covering his collar and whispering something.

Sure enough, there are accomplices!Civilization's nerves suddenly became tense.

"Is the bomb okay? Okay."

With a "boom", something seemed to collapse in Wenming's mind in an instant, and she couldn't believe what she heard.

bomb?

This group of people is going to plant a bomb here?

She shook her head quickly, took a long breath, and forced herself to calm down.

calm!At least the bomb hasn't detonated yet, just stop it all before it explodes!

Wenming clenched her fists and closed her eyes. After opening them again, she regained her composure, took out the sunglasses from her bag and held them in her hands.

The little gangster was concentrating on monitoring Mu Yang who was being interviewed, when he suddenly felt a stiffness in his waist, and something cold and round touched his lower back.

"Don't move." A lazy but murderous female voice sounded from behind.

The little gangster obediently froze in place, he didn't want to die for this errand.

"What do you want?"

"Come with me."

Wenming supported the little gangster's waist, and hijacked him into the most remote material warehouse in the venue.

After entering the door, Wenming locked the door with his backhand. The right hand that was originally holding the sunglasses slammed the little gangster against the wall, and his left elbow quickly pressed against his neck.

The little gangster couldn't breathe under her pressure, rolled his eyes, and waved his hands indiscriminately.

Seeing that it was almost done, Wenming loosened his left hand a little bit, and fresh air quickly poured into the gangster's throat. He coughed profusely, and Wenming turned his head in disgust.

When he had had enough of coughing, Civilization wanted to resist again.

"Don't! Beauty, spare your life!" The little gangster shook his head in fright.

Wen Wenming still didn't relax her left elbow. She held the sunglasses in her right hand, and the cold and sharp edge lightly brushed across the little gangster's cheek.

"Say, where is the bomb?!"

"Ah, what bomb... ah!"

With a punch, the little gangster was bloodied.

"I don't know where the bomb is! I really don't know! I just know that someone asked me to pretend to be a security guard and watch over that actor Mu Yang! And report her whereabouts to the person who installed the bomb at any time!" The little gangster slurred his speech shouted.

"why?"

"I do not know either!"

"Then what else do you know?"

"I heard the person who hired me say that the bomb should be placed where Mu Yang cannot be bombed, and if Mu Yang leaves the ceremony, let me notify the person who installed the bomb to retreat!"

Wenming looked at the punk with a swollen face, and it didn't seem like he was lying.

Should the bomb be placed where Mu Yang cannot be bombed?This sounds like an arbitrary position, so don't you need to calculate it in advance?It is very likely that no one will be bombed... Could it be that the target is not Mu Yang, but someone other than Mu Yang?

But if Mu Yang leaves, the bomb will also retreat, why...

ah!Wenming suddenly opened his eyes wide. These people wanted to blame Mu Yang for the bomb incident!Regardless of whether the bomb hits anyone or not, they just want to achieve this goal!

Thinking of this, she gasped.

"Tell the bomb team to retreat!" She angrily pushed the little gangster's stomach.

The little bastard wanted to bend over in pain, but his neck was pressed against by Civilization, so he could only say in pain: "No... I have to confirm that Mu Yang has left before I can notify the bomb team to retreat... Besides, that person should have arranged for other people to join him at the door." Stare, when I came in, I saw a few people who were similar to me..."

"That person's contact information!"

"...I...I didn't. The instructions and the money were sent to us by courier, and the sender was not written on the courier..."

"Where is the bomb team now?" Civilization roared in despair.

"No... I don't know, it may be in any corner of this venue... Ahem..."

Wenming looked up at the various installations on the bright ceiling. Through the surface, she seemed to see the complicated ventilation ducts and dense water pipes inside.

She closed her eyes in despair, because she knew that it was less than 10 minutes before the opening of the awards ceremony, and it was impossible for her to find a bomb that might be hidden in any corner of this huge awards ceremony in such a short time.

Mu Yang could only be allowed to leave.

"Listen, I'm the staff member next to Mu Yang." Wen Wenming gritted his teeth and looked at the little gangster: "I'll let her leave the awards ceremony when I get back later, just watch..."

Something flashed past Wen Wenming's eyes, and she squinted her eyes, only to see a scene floating in front of her.

It was the scene where Mu Yang excitedly held her hand in the noodle shop, saying that she might win the Golden Lily Award for Best Actress.

She stopped short.

Looking carefully at the happy Mu Yang in the picture, her fists are clenched tighter and tighter.

The original purpose was to prevent Mu Yang from accepting the award. Whether it was a bomb incident or Mu Yang's departure, the ultimate purpose was to disrupt the award ceremony and make Mu Yang bad.

Impossible to do what you wish!

Wenming lowered her head, and when she raised her head again, she paused and said: "Did you hear that? You will witness Mu Yang leave later, remember to do your job well, get out!"

She looked at the back of the little gangster who was crawling and crawling, and clenched her fists.

"Why is it taking so long? It's about to start." Sitting on a chair, Mu Yang saw Wen Wenming coming in from a distance, so he eagerly waved to her.

Wen Wenming trotted over, looked at Mu Yang with bright eyes, and his eyes gradually turned red: "I'm sorry."

"What's wrong?" Mu Yang was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, and he didn't dare to act too intimately in public.

"Lao Yang called me just now and asked me to go to the scene to help..."

Mu Yang looked at Wen Wenming's red eyes, and felt very distressed. She sighed slightly, and when she raised her head again, there was a big smile on her face: "Work is important, so go quickly, but when you get home, you have to Watch the clip of me accepting the award ten times!"

Wen Wenming smiled. She looked around and saw that there were no reporters, so she quickly approached Mu Yang's ear: "100 times!"

Then, she stood up, looked at Mu Yang reluctantly, and left the ceremony scene backwards.

Mu Yang was only interested in waving to Wenming, but she didn't notice that she quietly took away her black velvet coat.

In the washroom, Wenming picked the innermost mother-baby room, locked the door, took out Mu Yang's spare red dress from his bag, and quickly changed into it.

He secretly opened a small slit, and seeing no one around, Wen Wenming came out of the mother's room, walked to the mirror, and put on the black velvet coat.

She looked at her high coiled hair in the mirror, pondered for a moment, then tore off the hair tie on her head.

The long hair that had been hidden spewed out, and she shook it vigorously, and soon it became the same long hair with shawl and slightly curly hair as Mu Yang.

Wen Wenming looked at herself in the mirror, who was almost identical to Mu Yang, and was very satisfied. She stared at her face for a while, then took out the sunglasses from her bag, and put them on her face.

Then, without a moment's hesitation, she stepped forward with her long legs and walked towards the gate without hesitation.

The opening background music played behind her, and the door of the infield slowly closed behind her.

The awards ceremony has officially begun.

When she came to the door, she took a deep breath, and then pushed open the door of the studio.

Reporters gathered at the door in twos and threes, seemingly waiting for the latest news.

I don't know who discovered it first, but someone shouted: "Isn't that Mu Yang? Why did he come out?"

"Is that her? Wearing sunglasses."

"It's her! Look at the picture I took before entering the arena. The clothes and hairstyle are exactly the same!"

For a moment, Wenming felt that countless flashing lights were shooting at her from different angles. At this moment, a thought flashed in her mind: So this is how she feels under the spotlight.

Rao thought so, but her sharp eyes hidden behind the sunglasses never stopped catching people around, and finally found the person she wanted to see under the opposite telephone pole.

There were a few people in black suits standing there in twos and threes, among them was the one she was most familiar with, who was covering his neckline and seemed to be talking to someone.

Wen Wenming raised a smile at the corner of her mouth. Without saying a word, she took out the car keys and opened Mu Yang's Audi that had been parked by the side of the road earlier.

"No mistake! That's Mu Yang's car!"

"Damn! What's going on! Who can get in touch?"

"There is no signal inside for the live broadcast effect!"

When Civilization got into the car, she overheard the conversation.

Laughing contemptuously and silently, she stepped on the accelerator and left in a hurry.

Mu Yang, you must shine in the audience tonight!

After driving two kilometers, Wenming took off his sunglasses, and it was at this moment that he noticed a car behind him.

The black Santana, the driver's tracking technology is obviously not very good, and he is too close, it looks like it should be the group of gangsters.

Hmph, dare to follow me?

Let's meet at the police station then.

Civilization turned on the navigation and set the destination at the East Lake District Police Station. After looking at Shi Chang, he couldn't help frowning.

It took so long, it actually took an hour, but yes, this studio is a bit remote.

She looked at the alleys passing by the side of the road, thought for a while, and then called Lao Yang: "Lao Yang, is your business all right? If not, ask the people in the bureau to help locate me mobile phone, there are a few guys on my side who need to be arrested and interrogated."

"Civilization? What are you talking about? What mobile phone? Hello? Hello..." Lao Yang's voice gradually became unclear.

Wenming was taken aback. She took off an earphone, carefully looked at the "no signal" sign displayed on the phone, and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

How come there is no signal?

Could it be... those people tampered with Mu Yang's car? !

not good!Thinking of this, she glanced at the rearview mirror and continued to follow the reluctant car, and secretly stepped on the accelerator.

Unexpectedly, there was no response from the accelerator. Not only that, a puff of white smoke slowly drifted out from the front cover of the car, the Audi car gradually slowed down by itself, and finally stopped tremblingly on the spot.

Wen Wenming glanced at the rearview mirror, the black car also stopped, and then glanced at the thicker and thicker smoke, she shook her head, opened the door, and quickly got out of the car.

Isn't it just a few punks?Watch me strike first!

Thinking so, Wenming cautiously walked towards the black car.

The black car didn't move at all, and no one got off.

Wenming stepped forward, tapped on the car window, and said softly through the glass: "Brother, the car is broken down, can you help me take a look?"

At the same time, the other hand and both legs were secretly accumulating strength, and when the car window was rolled down or the car door was opened, no matter whether it was a hand, a foot or a head, she was confident that she would immediately put it on the ground. its won.

After a moment of silence, the car window slowly began to roll down.

Civilization waits quietly.

As the car window slowly descended, Wenming squinted her eyes and tried to see the scene clearly, but before she could see anything, a black muzzle shot out, facing Wenming's head!

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This is the beginning of a new story, which will lead to larger events later.

Preview of the next chapter: Ahem, I haven't been abused for a long time... In the next chapter, a cub is about to be dyed red.