After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

There are not too many people who pay attention to international news. Most of them are watching political current affairs, and they can only glance at the headlines for such trivial news.

There are always exceptions.

The Lin family maintains the tradition of reading newspapers. When Lin Chiang reads newspapers in his spare time, he scans this section.

"Chen Zhan." He read the name word by word, and his face turned cold instantly.

Jiang Ying was washing fruit, and when she heard this, she came over to take a look, and couldn't help feeling amused: "People's faces are mosaiced, you can recognize that too."

Lin Chiang said coldly: "If you lose a bone, I can tell if it's his."

Jiang Ying gave a meaningful 'Oh': "The last time my friend came, but you just put on a sheet mask and you called the wrong person. Now your eyesight has improved?"

Lin Chiang analyzed: "You have the same hairstyle, and she is still wearing your headband. She can't tell her height from the sofa, not to mention that I see it from the back..."

Jiang Ying interrupted: "But you can recognize a bone of Chen Zhan."

"..."

It's not because of too much persecution!

Jiang Ying didn't bother with him, and looked at the news: "Yin Ronglan doesn't seem to be accompanied, could it be a cold war?"

Lin Chiang was not interested in other people's family affairs. After a while, he suddenly turned the corner of his mouth slightly, closed the newspaper and said, "I don't know what Yin Ronglan thinks when he sees this."

The person involved responded to his doubts with actions.

Since June [-], Yin Ronglan, who has always kept a low profile, has frequently appeared on the financial news section:

"Yin's Group Acquires Tetra Recart Beverage Industry", "People and Power: One Man's Rich Family", "President Yin's Intentions to Cooperate with Auto Giants"...

——Front Battle.

Yin Ronglan deliberately suppressed the news so that it would not be fermented on domestic platforms, but she couldn't hide it from the eyes of insiders.

"Terrible, Chen Zhan actually walked out of the country!"

"Good thing! He should have opened his eyes to see the world, rushed out of City Y, and stepped into the world!"

"What is Yin Ronglan doing? Scolding him across the news?"

All kinds of discussions abound.

Yin Ronglan naturally didn't want others to watch the jokes for free, so he petted the dog in the yard: "He should be back."

The earth dog couldn't understand and barked twice.

The tacit understanding between the two parties was very deep. Chen Zhan, who was far away in another country, saw the financial news and witnessed Yin Ronglan's determination to let the sky know that he would not admit defeat.

This spirit of not apologizing to death is very moving.

After making a fuss like this, if you don't go back, once you get on Weibo's hot search, I really can't imagine it.

After asking the police station, the two addicts will be released in three days.Chen Zhan booked a plane ticket two days later, and in the rest of the time, he planned to take a walk around the neighborhood to see if there were any souvenirs that he could bring back to Yin Ronglan.

[System: Hard-spoken and soft-hearted. 】

Chen Zhan stopped it from continuing to express emotion: "I asked you to pay more attention to the headquarters, did you find it?"

The system's attention can easily be diverted, and the immediate response: [Instead of suppressing the host's message, the headquarters is secretly promoting this atmosphere. 】

After discovering this violation, it had to push back the idea of ​​rebellion.

After hearing this, Chen Zhan didn't find it strange at all: "What else?"

[System: One thing is not sure, but if it is true, Mr. Wu should come to you. 】

Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows, when did it even learn how to play riddles?

[System: and host science. 】

He spoke in a proud tone.

Chen Zhan sighed, he really specializes in picking up bad things.

The restraint concealed his curiosity very well, and he didn't get to the bottom of it to dig information from the system. According to the original plan, he went to the nearby commercial street.

When it comes to food, chocolate is the most convenient to carry.Yin Ronglan doesn't like sweets, so Chen Zhan chose a few cute key chains, and the extra ones are going to be used in the readers' lucky draw.

When checking out at the cash register, I happened to meet a robber with a hood and a knife. Chen Zhan didn't want to waste time, so he elbowed the man in the chin.

Screaming robbers and cashiers.

One was in pain, and the other was frightened.

Chen Zhan kicked the knife away from the robber and urged the cashier: "Change."

If I knew it was such a hassle, I should get a card before going abroad, which is much more convenient than scattered cash.

The cashier had already called the police, smiled gratefully, and was about to speak, Chen Zhan spoke first: "I have left the business card on the table, if you have a bonus, please contact me in time, if you give a verbal compliment, I will accept it."

After finishing speaking, he picked up his things and left.

The unlucky time is fully confirmed by seeing Mr. Wu standing next to the villa.

"You don't seem very surprised."

After Chen Zhan entered the password, the door opened in response.

Mr. Wu looked around: "It's not like your style to write big."

Chen Zhan didn't want to waste time discussing the origin of the villa. A few days ago, he thought that after the night school incident, the other party would not bother him for a while, who knows that things are impermanent.

Mr. Wu is somewhat similar to Yin Ronglan, he likes schemers who don't show their signs.

Chen Zhan raised an eyebrow before he started the hypocritical politeness: "Straight to the point."

Mr. Wu laid down many small pieces of printed paper, all of which were homicides.

These cases have never been solved, and the death method is peculiar. Chen Zhan didn't read the content at all, and found the earliest case based on the date, which was the first of last month.After pondering for a moment: "The headquarters is cleaning up the stranded people?"

Mr. Wu saw everything in his eyes, with a complicated expression: "You are a terrible opponent."

Chen Zhan said shyly: "I haven't gone to college, so I can't help but pay more attention to things."

"..." Reversing his ugly expression, Mr. Wu took a deep breath: "Guess how many stranded people are there in this world?"

Chen Zhan glanced at him, bowed his head and fell silent, only then did he realize the misunderstanding that had existed for a long time.In his view, most people will definitely choose to return to their original world after their missions to meet their relatives and friends. In fact, more people choose to stay.

Wealth at your fingertips, some may already have a family in this plane.

They have reasons to stay.

Mr. Wu snorted: "Who knows what you will face when you go back, how fast time will flow, maybe your relatives are long gone."

Chen Zhan looked at him: "This is just an excuse for you."

Mr. Wu shrugged, noncommittal: "Whitewashing value is everything. The amount earned by completing the task is limited, so there is no value."

From a business point of view, they all seem to work for the headquarters.With long qualifications, decreased creativity, and a waste of system equipment, the headquarters will naturally find a way to lay off staff.

Chen Zhan glanced at the paper on the table: "These are the ones that can't afford the protection fee?"

Mr. Wu: "The task was completed smoothly, how could it be so difficult to earn whitewashing points after customs clearance."

Speaking of this, he smiled viciously: "Not everyone has the foresight to exchange death-for-death items."

This is what he hates Chen Zhan the most, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is jealous.

Because the other party chose the right path, they shouldn't have obeyed the system and completed those rubbish tasks from the very beginning.

Chen Zhan got up and closed the curtains: "What does it have to do with me?"

He has no right to intervene in other people's choices, and the result of the choice has nothing to do with him.

"Some people are incapable, while some..." Mr. Wu drew his tone, looking at him gloatingly: "It's because they are too capable to be feared."

Chen Zhan picked up one at random and read the content: "The system is most concerned with rules, and the headquarters will not attack me. Suppressing me while letting go is the means of the superior."

Mr. Wu asked: "How do you plan to deal with it?"

As far as he knew, Chen Zhan would never obediently act as a pawn and cooperate with the headquarters' actions.

"Live seriously, and rely on your own efforts to earn whitewashing value." Chen Zhan mentioned by the way: "I'm writing a script recently."

With disbelief in his eyes, he continued: "You stay here first, and return to China with me in two days, it's safer."

Mr. Wu: "I have no shortage of whitewashing value."

Chen Zhan nodded: "But if you manipulate other stranded people to do bad things, you may be wiped out by the group."

It's clearly words of concern for people, but why does it sound so chilling?

In the end, Mr. Wu chose to stay. In order to prevent being tricked by Chen Zhan, he basically locked himself in the room.

In short, it was only two days, and the torment passed.

I don't know who of the two of them spread the bad luck to whom. In the middle of the night, when Chen Zhan was writing the script, there was suddenly a red light outside.

A small white dot flew across the night sky, and the person who rushed into the lawn from outside the iron gate trembled and fell to the ground.

With such a big commotion, Mr. Wu naturally opened the door.

"What happened?"

Chen Zhan went out with the bucket and sighed, "Call the police."

After burning like this, there is no breathing, and it is hopeless at first glance.

Before the police came, Mr. Wu said with a bit of sarcasm in his tone, "Isn't this the trouble?"

The law enforcers intentionally killed people here, at least it would add to Chen Zhan's heart.

The focus of the two parties is obviously different. Chen Zhan squatted down to check the body: "It turns out that the stranded people do not know national boundaries."

Mr. Wu looked on coldly, as if he just disliked the corpse polluting the air: "This is the end of not being able to pay the whitewashing value."

Chen Zhan was already familiar with the process of recording a statement.

Mr. Wu was in another interrogation room, and he suddenly realized that Chen Zhan took advantage of him and acted as a witness for the other party for free.

To his surprise, Chen Zhan's inquiry took a long time to end, and two policemen followed them to the villa afterwards.

On the way, Mr. Wu once wanted to ask what happened, but it was inconvenient to ask because there were other people present.

As soon as Chen Zhan entered the room, he first turned on the computer, opened one of the documents, and roughly translated it in a foreign language.

Mr. Wu stood aside, and the more he listened to it, the more frightened he became. What he read was similar to that of the person who died tragically.

Chen Zhan communicated with the police in fluent language: "This is my new script."

"Imitation killing?" One of the policemen frowned.

Chen Zhan frowned: "But my article has never been published, and the manuscript has not been lost, how could it be..."

The two police officers looked at each other, and finally locked their eyes on Mr. Wu at the same time.

"..."

I fuck you uncle!

Even the best education can't match the resentment at this moment.

Mr. Wu was taken to the bureau again for questioning, and the system popped out: "So the host was plotting against him early in the morning?"

Chen Zhan smiled, and gently touched the round head: "What is he planning to do?"

Yuanqiu didn't understand, so: "But the article was not written like this two days ago."

"I've read all the reports." Chen Zhan stood up: "The way for law enforcement to kill stranded people is nothing more than using fire, lightning, and water. Since I choose to kill people here, fire and lightning are the most convenient."

With a specific way of death at the door of my own house, the daytime is too ostentatious, and the time must be late at night...

Combining these factors together, he wrote a total of five articles on different ways of dying, and the one just shown is just one of them.

Yuanqiu shuddered.

Chen Zhan: "Presumably the media will report this case tomorrow."

System: "What are the benefits to the host?"

"The law enforcers want to implicate me in the big trouble..." Chen Zhan said very calmly: "It's not certain that the copyright of this script will be scrambled at home and abroad in the end."

The cases in the novel are staged in reality, what a gimmick.

"..."

Chen Zhan smiled and continued to touch the ball: "What's your expression?"

It looks like he got on a pirate ship by mistake.

The system was chilling all over: "There is no evidence, I think the person will be released soon."

Chen Zhan: "Make Mr. Wu feel uncomfortable, I will not suffer."

It is estimated that in another day, the police will have to come to him.

It was also Chen Zhan who created too much international news a few days ago, which caused the police to place suspicion on Mr. Wu for the first time. When they calmed down, they would find that the author who wrote these things was the one to be focused on.

System: "The host is not worried?"

The corners of Chen Zhan's mouth turned up slightly: "Just in case, I installed surveillance outside before."

The drug addict who originally lived here had a guilty conscience, so it was impossible for him to spend money to install this kind of thing.

Two days later, City Y.

The villa was cleaned from the ground up and the ingredients were fresh, waiting for another owner to come home.

No see in one day, like every three autumns.

I haven't seen you for two days, and I'm haunted by dreams.

A first seven can pass... It stands to reason that Chen Zhan should return slowly.

It's a pity that Yin Ronglan didn't wait for the news of his return, but that night, he saw an extremely familiar face on the news broadcast.

The author has something to say: Chen Zhan: I don’t want to either.

Yin Ronglan: ...