The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

[There is nothing we can do about this matter, and our identities cannot be exposed. The most we can do is be good citizens and report it to the police. But it is very likely that when someone comes to take care of it, they will stop doing it. In the end, we will just be with Xini. After all, who made many things invisible to the light now? 】

Yu Yang now saw Men Qing'er clearly and pointed out the problem directly.

Others were silent and didn't speak.

Because they all know that this is the current situation.

But what none of them expected was that the subsequent conversation between Hong Yanjun and Kun Feng made them all change their expressions.

Kun Feng was halfway through roasting the meat when someone suddenly sent him a message. He didn't know what he saw, so he simply threw the clip aside and concentrated on reading the message. The more he read, the more joyful his face became.

Ye Yi had been staring at him and couldn't help but frown when he saw Kun Feng's appearance.

"What's wrong? Is there any news?"

Hong Yanjun also noticed Kun Feng's changes and asked with concern.

Kun Feng had a surprised smile on his face. He looked at Hong Yanjun, "Not only is there news, it's also great news."

Hearing this, Sang Wu felt his eyelids twitch. This was not a good sign. He put down the half-eaten pudding in his hand.

Xing Keke and Jiang Wen also saw what he was thinking, and it seemed to be related to the two men sitting at the table behind them. They looked at each other, saw clearly the meaning in each other's eyes, and then continued eating in silence. Dessert in front of yourself.

Sang Wu had no intention of avoiding them. The current situation was turbulent and he would no longer be able to hide the matter in the future. It would be better to know the information in advance without getting vaccinated.

"Good news? It's..."

Hong Yanjun was a little puzzled. For him, being able to win the one hundred thousand order now was the best news. But it only took less than 10 minutes. How could it be enough?

"Didn't you record the screen when you were watching the live broadcast? That will come in handy."

"Hasn't the screen recording been cut into short videos and sold? And in the last video, after the octopus climbed up, the live broadcast room went black, and nothing else was captured."

He was angry when he talked about this Hong Yanjun. He was angry about why the idiot anchor didn't set up a stable camera and insisted on holding a mobile phone. The live broadcast would be gone at the critical moment, otherwise he would not be making as much as he is now.

"No, no, no, who said there wasn't anything else? We all ignored a very crucial point. Although it only lasted half a second, it was enough."

Kun Feng smiled mysteriously, lowered his voice to a minimum, and then turned his phone in the direction of Hong Yanjun.

"what?"

He looked down, but what was on the screen was the moment when the other party Daming's live broadcast was cut off when the octopus climbed up to the second floor. Hong Yanjun had seen it many times. Apart from the fact that the octopus did look scary, there was no other difference.

They don't want to verify the authenticity of this monster, they just need to secretly add fuel to the flames, making this matter more and more popular, and the price of the pictures and videos they hold in their hands will be higher.

So when they sell pictures, they always mention that the pictures and videos are correct and you can judge the authenticity by yourself.

"Look carefully, the octopus tentacles cover half of the upper right corner."

"This...this is..."

Hong Yanjun's voice was full of disbelief, and even his hand pointing at the screen was shaking.

Kun Feng looked at him with eyes that were shaking, and the curve of the corners of his lips became wider and wider, even a little crazy.

"The police reported that there were so many trapped people present, but there were no casualties. Even the anchor who bumped into the monster was just scared out of his mind. Don't you think it's strange?"

"And we also saw it during the live broadcast. Many surrounding buildings were destroyed. All this shows that the monster is real. But except for us, no one who has experienced it live has spoken out online. This shows that someone wants to This news needs to be blocked."

Hong Yanjun was directly stunned by Kun Feng's analysis. He didn't know how to react.

"Then they will be..." His eyes fell on the phone screen again.

In that screenshot, the mutated octopus's tentacles were waving, and several figures in black uniforms were standing there. Their upper bodies were a bit blurry, and their faces were barely in shape.

"No matter who they are, they are not trapped people. Have you seen the movie? In some movies with monsters, there will always be a special organization that rescues people, or the person who releases the monster."

Kun Feng took the phone back and turned it around in his hand. Seeing that Hong Yanjun still didn't understand what he meant, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. It was indeed difficult to talk to people with little education.

"I have a friend who is a photographer. I will send the pictures to him to see if he can recover them. Also, because it was too time-consuming to edit this scene before, we stopped half a second before him. Now, no one knows except us. They exist, use this to sell it to those who take advantage of it, and they have to rush to transfer the money."

Hong Yanjun was still a little confused after listening to the first half, but he suddenly became more energetic after hearing the second half.

That’s right, someone wants the pictures they didn’t release, isn’t that it? If you really want to take a nap, there is a pillow.

"We'll sell these first, and when we get the money, we can find someone to share the restored photos with, which will generate a lot of buzz."

Kun Feng's eyes were filled with enthusiasm, and he could already imagine himself making a lot of money.

"But we don't know who they are..." Hong Yanjun asked his last question.

"It's best not to know. Anyone can guess their identity. The more bizarre the better. Only when there is discussion can there be popularity and we can make money."

Kun Feng didn't realize that his conspiracy with Hong Yanjun had been exposed to some people.

Sang Wu heard the silence again, and tapped the edge of the bowl silently with his index finger.

The angle at which he was standing with the Glaive Team was so tricky that even Fang Daming didn't see them. The moment he was photographed by his cell phone was probably the moment he fell and dropped his cell phone.

However, whether he was photographed is another question.

Although there was a slight chance that he might be photographed, Sang Wu still didn't panic at all and was even in the mood to look aside.

A hint of bad taste arose spontaneously, some people should be more impatient than him.

At this time, the atmosphere at the table of the Blade Cutting Team was a bit solemn. They heard Kun Feng's words just now clearly. They originally thought that this matter had nothing to do with them, but unexpectedly, they captured the picture.

Now it doesn't matter, everything has to matter.

Zhan Ren was anxious, and Sang Wu was also uneasy. On the screen of his mobile phone was a chat page with Jun Qi.

The first few messages were the location and information that Sang Wu sent to his brother after he left home, and the last message was from Jun Qixin a minute ago.

Jun Qi: [The filming ended early. I will pick you up at the mall. Have you finished your meal? I'm already at the parking lot. 】