Thriller Night Talk

The person in charge of receiving Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan was a female manager surnamed Huang, about 40 years old.

After working in this business for a long time, Ms. Huang has developed a pair of sharp eyes to judge the other party's social status and financial level through clothing, words and deeds.

In her opinion, these two don't wear gold and silver, and they can't wait for 180 diamonds to be embedded on the dial, but their clothes are quite tasteful.Just looking at the material and tailoring, you can tell that they are all high-quality products. In addition, the appearance of the person who wears the clothes is better than most of the models or artists she has seen. Big star on the road.

And compared to the good clothes, shoes, and bags that can grit one's teeth and beat a swollen face to make a fat man, a person's demeanor is the best proof of his or her social status.

While saying hello, Ms. Huang secretly observed the two of them and nodded inwardly.

Lisa Media is very rich. In order to highlight the company's status in the industry, the business negotiation department was naturally decorated magnificently.Even when she first started working here, she couldn't help but feel cramped in it.

But now, neither the exquisite six-story crystal chandelier nor the waxed Italian leather sofa can distract the two customers in front of them from admiring them more.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were completely relaxed and calm from the moment they entered the door to when they sat down.Ms. Huang judged that these must be two sons and brothers who are used to going to extravagant places.

Beiquan exchanged business cards with Ms. Huang. This time he used the pseudonym "Wei Beiquan" and claimed to be a returned overseas Chinese. Wei Fuyuan is his younger brother. He will be eighteen at the end of next month. He wants to hold a decent birthday party for his younger brother. .

Ms. Huang quickly went through the circle of celebrities in Fengxing City, and quickly pulled out the surname "Wei". Borrowing the wind, that's why the party was held on the pretext of the young master's birthday. In fact, he wanted to break into the social circle of celebrities and wealthy households in the city.

After she thought she had figured it out, Ms. Huang became more enthusiastic.

She took out a thick stack of materials, asked Beiquan what he thought, and started selling Amway.

Beiquan told a set of lies casually, and slipped away like he was really a returnee who had money and leisure and wanted to integrate into the social circle of the city.

Wei Fuyuan next to him smacked his tongue secretly when he heard this, and thought that the man's mouth is indeed a deceit, his face doesn't blush and his heart beats when he talks nonsense, and his acting skills are perfect, Oscar really owes him a golden man.

At the same time, Young Master Wei felt a little sour and uneasy in his heart, and couldn't help but start to lose his mind, pondering over what Beiquan had said to him earlier, trying to find out if there was any nonsense that seemed to be spouting.

Fortunately, there are not many times when he is asked to make a move.

Wei Fuyuan only needs to play the young master who is a bit cold and distracted because he has to deal with these troublesome interactions, and then answer "it's okay" or "casual" when Bei Quan occasionally asks his opinion.

Beiquan spent an entire hour researching a birthday party that would not be held with Ms. Huang.

Just when Wei Fuyuan began to feel that this was a waste of time, Beiquan asked naturally:

"Is the host of the party arranged by you?"

"If you have a moderator you want to designate, of course that's fine."

Ms. Huang replied in seconds:

"If not, we can arrange it for you."

"Oh?"

Beiquan tilted his head slightly: "I just came back, and I'm not familiar with local artists. How is the level of your Lisa's staff?"

"Hey, you can rest assured!"

Ms. Huang immediately confirmed:

"We are all very professional hosts here, and the quality of the staff is unquestionable!"

"is it?"

Beiquan squinted his eyes, "How do I remember that you guys were on the news not long ago, saying that someone was quarreling and using a knife to kill someone?"

As soon as the key words came out, Wei Fuyuan next to him immediately came back to his senses and subconsciously pricked up his ears.

When Ms. Huang heard the client mention the case, her attentive smile froze on her face.

"Ah, that's just an example... yes, it's just an example!"

She managed to smooth things over:

"After all, there are always some people with more extreme personalities..."

"But I heard they clashed over emotional disputes?"

Beiquan smiled:

"I came all the way and noticed that there are so many beautiful girls in your company."

As he said, he reached out and embraced Wei Fuyuan's shoulder affectionately:

"But my younger brother is only this year. Young people are exposed to too many temptations and tend to grow crooked. It's better to be simple, right?"

Ms. Huang's expression became more and more embarrassed.

Beiquan spoke politely, but the meaning behind his words was very obvious - the relationship between men and women in your Lisa Media is so chaotic that it kills people, how bad is the atmosphere?My precious brother is still young, don't let those Yingyingyanyans provoke him!

"This...is just a rumor, how can it be taken seriously?"

Ms. Huang subconsciously argued:

"The mental state of our company's employees is not very good, and they can't control themselves when they are stimulated... Our boss also attached great importance to this matter afterwards, and even hired a professional psychological counselor to guide the whole company!"

She paused, then emphasized:

"There are absolutely no emotional disputes! Our company has a very decent atmosphere and never messes with men and women!"

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When Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan returned to "Santuchuan", it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Beiquan originally planned to send Wei Fuyuan to wash up and go to bed first, and we will talk about it tomorrow if there is anything to do, but Young Master Wei is a person who pretends to have problems in his heart and will not be able to sleep, so he grabbed Beiquan and insisted on him explaining clearly.

According to Ms. Huang, Shen Xing's spirit was not normal in the first place, and he had an argument with Xu Ziye, so he killed someone on impulse.

But when it comes to why they quarreled, Ms. Huang insisted that it was an "emotional dispute between men and women" spread on the Internet.

Wei Fuyuan remembered very clearly that Ms. Huang blurted out at that time: "Since it is an emotional dispute, there must be a third party? If there is no third party, what kind of emotional dispute is it?"

"Actually, the same is true of what I heard from the police."

Beiquan smiled: "Is it surprising?"

Wei Fuyuan opened his eyes wide.

Shen Xing killed someone, so naturally he will be detained.

After criminal detention, the police will of course have to find out the cause and effect.

According to Shen Xing's confession, Xu Ziye laughed at him at the time as a toad wanting to eat swan meat, and he would use a knife only when he was angry.

Anyone who heard this set of rhetoric would think that Shen Xing must have an unrequited love for a certain woman in the company.

But when the police asked the woman's name and identity, and then went to Lisa Media Co., Ltd. to investigate, they searched the entire company's employee files, but could not find the woman Shen Xing called "Yan Shuangshuang".

Because there were no other witnesses at the time, and the surveillance video could not hear the sound, and the second party was already dead, the police could not find out why Shen and Wei quarreled, so they could only treat Shen Xing's remarks as delusion , recorded the motive for the homicide as "an altercation due to personal reasons".

"I didn't find... what do you mean?"

Wei Fuyuan was almost speechless in astonishment.

The turn was so violent that he was a little overwhelmed.

If it is said that the female manager surnamed Huang refused to admit that the sex dispute was serious enough to kill her for the sake of the company's reputation, that's all. The demonic daughter S in the mouth really does not exist.

"Is Xiaoqing lying? Can your hotline lie?"

Wei Fuyuan was almost in a mess.

"Wait, that's not right either!"

He slapped his forehead and said a series of guesses in one breath:

"In Shen Xing's statement, there is indeed a woman named 'Yan Shuangshuang'? This remark matches the content of Xiaoqing's phone call...Could it be that the two partnered together to fabricate a non-existent S? But this is another For what? To justify the murderer's acquittal?"

Beiquan smiled slightly.

"how to say?"

He thought for a while, "What Xiaoqing said was her own truth."

Wei Fuyuan: "??"

He was blinded for a moment, and honestly admitted that he didn't quite understand:

"What is 'your own truth'?"

"Let me put it another way."

Beiquan patiently explained:

""Thriller Night Talk" is a program specially set up by us to catch the angry ghosts. Its wavelength is very special, and only those who have contact with the angry ghosts will listen to it with a specific reception method."

"They don't need to use any equipment to listen to the program, because the content will be directly transmitted to their brains through our magic weapon in the form of radio waves. You can directly understand that their state at that time was like a person daydreaming. The content of the program It's what they know and feel in their dreams."

"This kind of sleepy, half-awake state will make them particularly eager to talk, so they will use the way of telling stories to express their fear, anxiety or other emotions."

Bei Quan did not explain how those people made the call to the hotline.

"So in this state, the caller will generally not lie - but this does not mean that what he said is the truth."

"Just like Mr. A, he only knew that he was the next prey of the executioner, but he didn't figure out why he was killed until his death-what the caller told us was only the 'truth' in their own perception ,do you understand?"

Wei Fuyuan nodded blankly.

"...Well, probably..."

The tone of his answer sounded rather unsure:

"That is to say, Xiaoqing himself believes that there is indeed a woman named S, or should I say 'Yan Shuangshuang', a woman with a demonic nature who will drive all the men around her crazy. 'Yan Shuangshuang' killed his colleague."

Master Wei thought for a while:

"But the police found no such person, and Lisa Media doesn't seem to admit that there is such a heartthrob..."

He said every word:

"So, does this Yan Shuangshuang exist? Is it a human or a ghost? Where is she hiding now?"

The author has something to say: Hey, in fact, this story has nothing to do with Fu Jiang! >