What's in the depths II

At that time, the live broadcast time of Tanling Club was around 12:30 at night, and the time they arrived at the green house was [-]:[-] sharp. During the live broadcast, everyone saw that they seemed to have seen something scary, so they started from the green house. Li ran out, and the time was [-]:[-], that is, at that time, the live broadcast was interrupted, and he was never connected again.

The time difference between Thailand and China is one hour, and the time in Thailand is one hour later than in China. That is to say, the time they entered the green house was actually 11:30 domestic time, but at 45:[-], the deceased Xu Qiucheng once gave the house My friend and best friend Xiao Hu sent a message, complaining that Thailand is very hot and there are many bugs in the mountains, saying that I will go back to the green house and wait.

"What are you waiting for?" An Yan asked.

"Wait until the popularity of the live broadcast reaches 150 million."

It was only then that An Yan realized that the so-called anchors from the audience in the live broadcast room were likely to be haunted by dirty things, and it was just a means for them to direct and act to increase their popularity.

"Because she went to the Forbidden City of Ghosts, I was also very worried, and kept in touch with her. At 120:[-], the popularity of the live broadcast room was about [-] million. At that time, Xiaoqiu told me how she felt. I was a little dizzy and nauseated in my stomach. I didn't care at first, thinking it was her heatstroke or something, and I was still helping her find out how to deal with heatstroke on the Internet, but since [-]:[-], I haven't had any Received a message from her."

There was a hint of crying in Xiao Hu's voice.

"I advised her not to go, but she was also blinded by money, saying that if the popularity of the live broadcast room reaches 150 million, she can get more than 60 in advertising fees, so I can't stop it."

Xiao Hu wiped his tears and said: "It would be great if I was a little tougher, and she won't end up like this."

"Which company is that providing the advertising fee?" An Yan asked casually.

Xiao Hu barely stopped crying, and then the sound of dragging a chair came from the other end of the phone: "Let me see, she signed a contract with that company at the time, and the contract should be in the drawer..."

As he said that, the sound of flipping items resounded loudly.

An Yan closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows wearily, waiting for Xiao Hu's reply.

"Xiao Qiu also said that the company asked them to go to the green house in Thailand."

"I found it, it's called... TK Gun Flower Entertainment Company, the person in charge is An Chong..."

The birds flew through the forest without leaving a sound.

Hearing the news, An Yan didn't show much surprise, he just thanked Xiao Hu calmly, and said that if he found anything else, he would notify the police as soon as possible, and then gently hung up the phone.

Yun Qian, who had been listening to the phone by the side, had mixed feelings in his heart. When he heard the name of the company that provided the advertising fee, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the word "Anchong" immediately followed made him more convinced. Doubts in my heart.

Although I don't know what his purpose is, but the matter is definitely not as simple as this mere 150 million popularity.

Perhaps, he is playing a bigger game of chess?

A female anchor made her own face exactly like that of An Yan's deceased mother, and signed a contract with Gun Flower Entertainment, and received 60 advertising fees, and the other party's request was to reach 150 million live broadcast popularity in Thailand's green house .

What is he trying to do?

Moreover, why must it be a green house in Thailand?

In the domestic live broadcast industry, only those well-known big anchors will reach millions of people during the live broadcast. This kind of supernatural theme is not very popular, and it is still a little-known green house in China.

If this was planned by An Chong, then the death of the three anchors was also planned by him or was it just a coincidence.

The two parties signed the contract, and Party B had an accident during the live broadcast. Isn't it necessary to compensate a huge amount of damages?

Thinking about it, Yunqian immediately snatched the phone again, and played back the number just now. Soon there was a little girl's sobbing cry, asking if there was anything else.

Yun Qian glanced at An Yan on the side, walked to the side and lowered his voice and asked, "Has your friend Xu Qiucheng had plastic surgery before?"

Before he could hear what Xiao Hu said, An Yan hurried over and snatched back the phone, hung up, and threw it back into the police officer's hands.

"What are you doing?" Yun Qian was stunned by his series of actions.

An Yan didn't speak, just looked at him, there was something in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

He wants to hide something.

After surveying the scene, as soon as Yu Yuan and the others went out, they saw Yun Qian and An Yan confronting each other without saying a word, with stubborn forbearance on their faces.

Just now, the two of them flicked each other's lips with their tongues, now which song is they singing?

"Why don't you quarrel first, and we go back first?" Yu Yuan couldn't help but move over.

The air pressure between the two of them almost dropped to freezing point, they took a last look at each other, took the evidence bag and got into the car.

In the Ayutthaya Police Station, the two police officers sat in the conference room to discuss the results of the investigation, but in fact, there were no other clues except that "the house was inhabited by others".

That long black hair, after comparison, was indeed not the deceased Xu Qiucheng's.

But everyone still temporarily reserves the analysis result of "do not rule out the crime committed by a gang", because they don't think that a woman can drag three people to the back mountain and hang them up, and what is the reason for hanging them up, if they really want to do it, they don't know Unconsciously, why not bury the corpse but show it to everyone in a grand manner.

Is it a provocation, or a perverted evil taste.

If it is a provocation, then who is it aimed at, the Thai police or the Chinese police.

However, Yun Qian has always been brooding about An Yan's forcible snatching of the phone. He doesn't understand why An Yan's reaction is so strong because this is a normal procedure of investigation, or that he has already noticed something.

The dark clouds finally couldn't bear the weight of the water vapor, and they poured down with the strong wind like howling.

The sudden rain did not alleviate the sweltering heat, on the contrary, it became more humid, making it difficult for people who were stuffy to breathe.

Yun Qian came out of the shower and saw An Yan still sitting on the sofa in a daze. Although he was slightly dissatisfied with his extremely disrespectful behavior, more doubts about him.

This was so strange that he didn't even think it was something An Yan would do.

Yunqian sighed secretly, who made him like An Yan, what else could he do besides confessing.

He put the towel on the table casually, walked up to An Yan, pressed his shoulders with both hands, then rode up, straddled An Yan's legs, looked down at him, with vivid eyebrows and eyes, as if there was still water little bit.

"What are you thinking?" Yun Qian asked coquettishly.

An Yan recovered, looked at him, and smiled palely: "It's nothing, have you finished washing? Go to bed early after washing."

Yunqian curled her lips: "It's a good night, isn't sleeping a waste of time?"

"I'm a little tired today, sorry, I can't meet your expectations."

As soon as these words came out, Yunqian felt that he was like a kettle of boiling water, and the heat rushed upwards. With the sharp prompt sound, his face suddenly turned red like a boiled crab. .

This is said, as if one's own desires are dissatisfied.

An Yan didn't have much sex with him, and directly carried him off his body and put him on the bed, took the bathrobe and went into the bathroom.

The sound of rain outside the window, accompanied by rolling thunder, made Yun Qian unable to fall asleep lying on the bed.

In the darkness, An Yan could vaguely be seen lying there quietly on the next bed, the quilt was slightly raised, and he couldn't even hear his breathing.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared.

Yun Qian looked over and saw that An Yan was looking at something with his mobile phone.

Yunqian immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and deliberately let out bursts of insane snoring, which could almost be compared to the thunder outside the window.

I don't know how long it took, just when Yunqian was pretending to be asleep until he was really about to fall asleep, there was a slight movement from the bed next door. Yunqian forced himself to open one eye to look over, and saw that An Yan had already fallen asleep. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

He didn't move, just sat there, but it seemed that he was looking at himself.

Yunqian quickly closed his eyes and continued to snore, pretending to be asleep.

Sure enough, he felt that An Yan had come to his bedside, and asked softly "Are you asleep?"

Yunqian naturally wouldn't answer him, and planned to continue pretending to be asleep to the end.

Just as he was thinking wildly about what An Yan would do next, the warm and soft touch felt like a superficial touch on his forehead, and he separated quickly after just a slight touch.

This kiss did not make Yunqian feel relieved, on the contrary, it felt even more strange.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of "rusting" clothes rubbing beside him. Yunqian changed his posture and quietly opened one eye to look over. Sure enough, An Yan had already changed his clothes and put on the meaning of language, and then took the shoes go to the door.

Where is he going!

This was Yunqian's first thought after waking up.

An Yan opened the door, put on the rain boots at the door, and then closed the door gently.

Almost at the moment the door closed, Yun Qian sat up abruptly.

He could even hear his own violent heartbeat, and he felt uneasy, like a small hammer hitting his temple repeatedly.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was already two o'clock in the morning. What is An Yan going out to do at this time?

If you say he can't sleep and go out for a walk, Nima, it's in Thailand, and it's raining heavily outside, no, no, no, it doesn't matter, the important thing is, where did he get the raincoat——

Could it be that it was already prepared?

Damn it, I have long felt that there is something wrong with the ladyboy I met in the night market street that day and he has been flirting with him, and I still whisper to him, and dare not say something openly?

Sure enough, all men in the world have the same virtue.

The more Yun Qian thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, so he simply turned on the light, randomly pulled out a piece of clothing from the suitcase, took his mobile phone and wallet, and casually passed an umbrella from the shelf outside the door, and walked all the way. He trotted to the front desk of the hotel, grabbed one of the reception ladies and asked An Yan in his plastic English where he was going.

The front desk lady was quite frightened by his angry face, and stammered to go to the right.

Yunqian didn't care about 21, he even forgot to hold up his umbrella, and followed closely the location indicated by the hotel front desk.

He saw An Yan, wearing a raincoat, walking slowly on the street like a murderous monster on a rainy night, and the pedestrians passing by him subconsciously avoided and hurried past.

Yunqian hid in Tibet, following An Yan all the way like a perverted stalker.

However, An Yan's walking route is a bit strange?

The night market street is on the west side, but he has been walking along the east side street, and he seems to be familiar with the road. Could it be that he has some ulterior secret that was planned early in the morning?