In the end, the four of them sat in a VIP box in a Huaiyang cuisine restaurant.

When he was seated, Sheng Ming, who was walking in front, first sat in the inner seat on the side of the booth. He just wanted to invite Wen Chengyu to sit beside him, when he saw Cheng Rong sitting directly opposite him, and asked Wen Chengyu to sit next to him. Chengyu pulled him to his side.

Sheng Ming looked at Cheng Rong full of lust, and Cheng Rong responded with a provocative smile.

Pan Bo pretended not to see, and sat in the last empty seat.

Pan Bo handed Wen Chengyu the menu handed over by the waiter, and the other party politely asked him about his taboos, and then ordered six dishes and one soup.

Thinking of the prices of the dishes on the menu just now, Pan Bo felt as if his throat was tied with a noose, and he was so strangled that he couldn't speak at all; in stark contrast to him was Cheng Rong, who seemed to have completely forgotten himself. Just now, how much he backtracked, turned his face faster than turning a book, and grabbed Wen Chengyu to keep asking questions.

"I haven't heard you mention this friend before?" Cheng Rong blew on the broken hair on his forehead.

Wen Chengyu was wiping his hands with the hot towel handed by the waiter. He slowly wiped each slender finger carefully, and glanced at Cheng Rong: "He was not in the country before."

"In the United States?" Cheng Rong immediately followed, with a look of enlightenment on his face, "So you went to the United States to see him?"

Pan Bo looked at his nose and nose and his heart, but in his heart he felt that the relationship between these two people was terribly delicate.

This is not the way ordinary friends or bosses communicate with their artists, is it?

"En." Wen Chengyu made a sound from his nasal cavity.

"I think I don't need to explain to you what is the relationship between me and Chengyu, how did I know each other?!" Sheng Ming, who was sitting next to Wen Chengyu and opposite to Cheng Rong, couldn't help it. Is there something wrong with this person? ?

Looking at Sheng Ming's reddened eyes, Cheng Rong couldn't take his eyes off, and simply stared at him and said, "I think I can ask him this question because of my relationship with him."

"Jefferson, what's your relationship? Is it better than our relationship?" Sheng Ming fired at his friends on the diagonal.

"What's the relationship between you two?" Cheng Rong raised his voice a few degrees as he watched the eyes fixed on Wen Chengyu's face.

This……

"Ding dong." Pan Bo's cell phone vibrated in his pocket, making him seem like a discordant note on the dining table.

He looked at the three people whose eyes were completely glued to each other, and carefully Xu Xiaofeng turned on the phone screen facing the side of the aisle.

[Sura field, I like it. 】

What Shura field?Pan Bo was at a loss, afraid that Little Sun would enter the chatterbox mode again, making the ringing sound endless, he hurriedly stopped it in his mind, and opened his mouth to interrupt the endless confrontation between the three of them like wheels of a car.

"I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Pan Bo."

"Today's topic is to discuss the case."

It was Wen Chengyu who spoke at the same time as Pan Bo.

Pan Bo and Wen Chengyu looked at each other for a second, but there was no emotion in each other's eyes.He immediately echoed: "Boss Wen is right."

The two people who were still staring at each other over there, Cheng Rong snorted and turned away; Sheng Ming got into the mood: "Tell me about the situation."

Wen Chengyu recounted what happened that night. After listening to the whole process, Sheng Ming immediately turned his head to look at Pan Bo. His sharp gaze behind the lens made Pan Bo feel guilty: "You said those people are Against you? What evidence is there to be sure?"

Six lines of sight shot at Pan Bo, his back straightened, and he said, "reasoning. First of all, it is certain that those people are going to deal with a person who must appear on the TV station, and Mr. Wen just dropped by to pick him up that day." Rong, rule him out; secondly, Mr. Wen said just now that Cheng Rong’s program recording was originally scheduled from [-]:[-] p.m.

"In comparison, I'm a contestant on "Singer" and I'm going to be on stage at [-]:[-] p.m. It's unshakable, so I think those people are targeting me."

What Pan Bo didn't say was that he also had guesses about the candidates.

But what kind of hatred do these people have against him, so that they want to hit him so hard?

He even guessed whether it might be Shang Fei, after all, he had never given him a good look during this period.But speculation is speculation after all, and speculation without evidence is meaningless.

The mobile phone in the pocket is as quiet as a chicken, and the chatty APP is silent at this time.Is it because the matter is not a major choice?

Sheng Ming raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words "pick up Cheng Rong on the way", but when Pan Bo finished his analysis, he nodded his head: "reasonable. At least the logic on this timeline makes sense. Your What's the condition of the wound?"

All three stared at the ball of gauze on Pember's left arm.

Pan Bo moved his arm uncomfortably, and said, "The wound on the left arm is 6cm long and 3cm deep. I also said that when the police took notes."

Sheng Ming frowned: "Only when the length of the wound reaches 8cm can it be classified as a criminal case. I guess he is also gambling, and he kept his mouth shut." He analyzed the current situation in an orderly manner.

Cheng Rong didn't care about the quarrel with Sheng Ming at this moment, so he interjected and asked, "Then why would he rather confess himself than someone else?"

"Because it's not worth it." Sheng Ming pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "If he recruits an accomplice, this matter will become a malicious act of provoking trouble, and all four of them will be sentenced."

"Then the three of us have made notes, isn't that okay?" Wen Chengyu said with a serious expression on his face, "Three people testified that four people attacked us, isn't that okay? Pan Bo still has wounds on his hands." , is this also evidence?"

"Confession alone can't make a case. A wound can prove that someone attacked, but it can't prove that it was attacked by four people. If we want these four people to suffer the consequences, the first thing we need to do is to find surveillance that can prove that there are four people."

Pan Bo shook his head: "But the police have checked everything, but they haven't found it yet. The police officer contacted me and said that he can only be detained for [-] days. He should be released soon by this time next week."

Cheng Rong's eyes immediately widened: "It's only been 15 days? Killed you, almost killed me and Wen Chengyu, how can you be released from the police station so quickly?"

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