The national men's team debuted!

"call--"

I don't know how long he has been busy with his head down, but Bejik finally raised his head from the front of the computer.

Unlike the pure appearance shown on the stage, this time, his eyes were blocked by the hanging hair, and the ink remaining in his pupils was extremely dark.

"Three, I have very important news to tell you."

Speaking of news about his profession, Bejik's tone became calm and firm.

Zhuo Yang and Ye Yiwei had never seen Baijike like this before, and they were taken aback immediately.

Qiao Huan asked, "Xiaobai, what did you find?"

"The recording of the third episode will start tomorrow, and I just happened to monitor that someone is deploying the background data that the virtual idol needs on this stage."

"So, I watched them secretly for a while, and I wanted to see what kind of program they would put on tomorrow."

"As a result, I actually discovered that a group of data from abroad that helped form the virtual idol is performing remote support."

"And their terminal addresses are particularly familiar to me..."

Bejik zoomed in on what was being displayed on the screen, and said coldly.

Among the dense data on the display, two seemingly completely irrelevant places are marked in red——

The address of the terminal responsible for providing technical support to the virtual idol coincides to a certain extent with the address where the funds of the smuggling case that Baijike investigated at the beginning eventually flowed to!

The clues of the case overlap again.

"You mean, this virtual idol is related to Ling Ji and the beneficiary of Ren's fund training?" Zhuo Yang asked quickly.

Xiaobai nodded: "I'm afraid so. I checked them for three full months, and the ultimate beneficiary of their smuggling case has never revealed anything."

"But as soon as the virtual idol appeared, it was displayed on my side at a place very close to his address."

"If it has nothing to do with him, I don't believe it myself."

After Bejik finished speaking, he immediately sent the clues he found back to Zhongduan again.

Qiao Huan and Ye Yiwei also fell silent soon after listening to Bai Jike's words.

Their keen intuition reminded them that this matter was probably far beyond their control.

"Hey!"

Just when everyone was thinking about the case in their hands, Zhuo Yang suddenly yelled.

"Oh no!"

The three of them were shocked.

"Brother Zhuo, what happened?!"

"Did someone break in?"

Knowing that they are in a crisis, the nerves of several people are already in a highly tense state.

And the shout from the most down-to-earth teammate at the moment made them subconsciously start looking for all the weapons at hand for self-defense.

In the originally extremely quiet secret room, there was an incessant clanging sound.

"You are..."

When Zhuo Yang finally sent a message to appease Jiang Ji, what he saw when he looked up from the phone screen was this scene——

Qiao Huan was holding a stool leg that he didn't know where he had removed it, and Qiao Huan was peeking outside through a gap in the window;

Ye Yiwei, whose lips were pursed into a line, pulled out a piece of discarded wire at some point;

And Baijik, who looked nervous and held up a keyboard, looking like he was ready to smash it down at any time.

Zhuo Yang: ...

That said, there's no need to overreact so much.

Zhuo Yang was speechless when he saw their overreaction, so he had to pick up his phone and shake it in front of them.

"The big thing I'm talking about is not good. It's Jiang Ge's side! It's not that someone here is going to sneak attack, and it doesn't mean that we are about to face a fight with weapons. Is there a tacit understanding?"

Zhuo Yang pursed his mouth: "He found out that we were not in the dormitory, so he sent a dozen messages in the group."

"I also called all four of us, but we didn't receive any of them."

Seeing that they were still observing the situation outside, Zhuo Yang sighed helplessly, and could only press down the things in their hands one by one.

"Don't let go yet?"

"Let's unify the caliber in a while, and don't talk about leaking when we go back..."

"Oh, why is Xiaobai still holding it up? Are you working out!? You all treat this scrap metal as a treasure..."

"It's not a piece of scrap metal." Baijike muttered unwillingly.

As soon as a few people stepped into the door of the dormitory, they saw Jiang Ji sitting under the light.

The anxious look on Jiang Ji's face has not faded away, and an inexplicable guilty conscience emerged in the hearts of several people.

"Brother Jiang... I'm sorry."

"Just now we went out to let the wind go, but we didn't hear the phone ringing."

Jiang Ji raised his eyebrows: "You guys!"

"Hey, what if I meet some crazy fans outside?"

"If something happens to you, how should I explain to the company? How to explain to Jiang Renbao? How to explain to your family?"

Jiang Ji's temper has always been good, and his face was not very calm when he saw a few people coming back.

He also knew that he was not the kind of person who could hold back a cold face, so he could only sigh.

"Okay, just come back. Remember to tell me where you go next time, and don't be so silent for a long time."

"No problem! Everything is under Jiang Ge's command."

Zhuo Yang saluted without saying a word, and when Jiang Ji didn't see it, he was kicked by Ye Yiwei violently, which was replaced by a deep bow.

The action is very neat.

Jiang Ji looked up, just in time to see Zhuo Yang who was grinning. Jiang Ji, who was still a little angry, couldn't help but laugh.

These four relationships are getting better and better.

"Okay... since you are all crazy enough, you should rest early, you have to shoot tomorrow."

"By the way, Zhuo Yang, come out first. I also have something to tell you here."

Jiang Ji and Zhuo Yang walked out of the dormitory one after the other.

Zhuo Yang looked around and pulled Jiang Ji into the corner.

"Have you found out where the recording is?"

When he turned his head again, Zhuo Yang's expression became more serious.

Jiang Ji shook his head, "Although I haven't found it yet, I already guessed where she would put such important evidence."

"Can you be sure that your judgment is correct? We don't have many chances. In case you startle the snake..."

"Yuan Yuan wrote me a letter before the accident, and told me to read it carefully and not miss a single word."

"I didn't think much about it at the time. I found that letter again after I met you two days ago."

"I brought this letter here, look here."

As he spoke, Jiang Ji pointed to the circled places on the letter paper that were not considered to rhyme, and would appear a little weird once they were sung.

"I studied the letter several times, only to realize that she had hidden a very important message in the letter."

"In the works in our previous albums, we like to use rhymed words as the end of a paragraph."

"Even when some fans wrote to me, they were more or less infected with these habits."

"Especially Yuan Yuan, sometimes on behalf of the fans, she will use the songs we composed to write lyrics and letters to us from the perspective of fans."

"At that time, she seemed to be in college, and some sentences were written with great literary talent."

"If we hadn't disbanded suddenly... I really thought that I would be able to work with such a talented girl one day."

"It's a pity... I didn't have time to discover the problems hidden in this letter earlier."

"I didn't realize the abnormality that day, but she was actually asking me for help."

Zhuo Yang did not break the memory of Jiang Ji.

He listened to Jiang Ji's words quietly, and waited for him to turn his head to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes before asking in a deep voice.

"So, do you think that after connecting these words, it is what she wants to tell you?"

"That's right. Look at the place I circled, it happens to be the homonym of the words "recording" and "tape."

"In the third year of our debut, we released a retro album. At that time, in order to match this style, we decided to use the tape as a gift."

While talking, Jiang Ji found out the picture of their album at that time.

"Look, it's such a word."

"If she had transcribed the recording into a tape, even if someone sneaked to her house and searched again, they might not be able to discover the secrets in the tape."

"Yes, this is also in line with Yuan Yuan's logic!"

Holding Jiang Ji's cell phone, Zhuo Yang engraved the appearance of that tape in his mind.

"If she had a premonition that something would happen to her..."

"She's bound to leave what she knows in a place where only you can guess."

Jiang Ji smiled wryly.

"That's right. That's why I thought she kept her secret there."

"Because that tape album is not only very important to fans, but also the best-selling one since our debut..."

"So, where do you think she would put that tape?" Zhuo Yang asked quickly.

"I have asked someone to look for it in the company, but I haven't found the whereabouts of the tape. I guess...it should still be at her home."

"It's not too late, let's go now." Jiang Ji cleared his mind and said anxiously.

"No, you'd be too easy to spot if you suddenly decided to go to a fan's house in the middle of the night."

Zhuo Yang grabbed Jiang Ji's arm, trying to calm him down.

"Yuan Yuan still has a living father. It might be more convenient for him to look for him in the name of helping to collect the relics."

"You're right, I was too impatient."

Regardless of his beating heart, Jiang Ji grabbed Zhuo Yang's forearm.

"I don't need to follow you to find the tape, but can you help me bring another thing back."

"what do you want?"

"The old friend has passed away, and there is not much I can do for her. So..."

Jiang Ji seemed to be a little embarrassed because of his unfeeling feelings, and said hesitantly.

"You have done me such a big favor. If you need it, I will try my best to do it."

"That's good. If I can, I'd like to get back those letters you asked her father to write when we communicated."

"I want to rewrite a song for her in my own name, and next time I go to see her... I can sing it to her personally."

Zhuo Yang pursed his lips tightly, turned his back to Jiang Ji and nodded emphatically.

*

A movement draws to a close.

The tape is still rolling slowly, revealing the truth.

"Bah————"

It's a ripped sound effect.

"The current public opinion is becoming more and more difficult to control, you have to tell Mr. Ling..."

"Yeah, if we don't launch a new group, I'm afraid we will be sprayed to death by fans."

"Just tell me, when will the matter of the virtual idol you mentioned..."

"It's David Li from the PR department!"

Ye Yiwei, who had his eyes tightly closed, was very firm in his judgment.

Although the transcribed voice on the tape was a little blurry, Ye Yiwei's memory of the voice was very keen, and he instantly recognized the voice that had greeted them several times.

"You... don't worry, that gentleman has accepted Mr. Ling's invitation and will return to China soon."

"Hush—" Qiao Huan made a motion to mute everyone.

The name of the person behind them was about to be spoken by them, and Xiu Si squeezed in front of the old-fashioned tape recorder by coincidence.

They all wanted to listen to such crucial information more carefully.

"Don't worry. Next week at the latest, we can start...the welcome banquet for..."

However, when the name of that person was mentioned immediately, Lin Xiangnan suddenly lowered his voice.

The person who made the recording was a little distant from them.

No matter how close they were, they could only capture a vague outline of that title.

"Well, you go find a little girl who is cleaner. Just like before, don't tell her the purpose of your trip before you come."

"Good! If you say that, I'm relieved."

David Li's voice suddenly became a lot more excited, and he hurriedly said, "By the way, Mr. Lin..."

"Who's at the door!" Followed by a light bump, came the sound of more panicked footsteps behind.

The last song on the album has been replaced by the current recording.

Although it was still slowly rolling forward, the only thing left was the sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

While there wasn't much in the way of their conversation, the recording had given enough of a small group to tie the whole thing together.

Ling Ji has been abroad all the time, probably because he wants to obtain the key technology of the virtual idol from that person whose name no one has ever named.

And the reason why Ling Ji was able to get online with this person from abroad was also because of Lin Xiangnan's introduction as a middleman.

In order to please the other party, Lomi became the first victim of their deal.

Yuan Yuan, who accidentally overheard the conversation between Lin Xiangnan and Li Dawei, was probably murdered because they discovered the clue.

So……

Lin Xiangnan had known this person who had not mentioned his name early in the morning, and used the foundation as a guise in China to help the person who was abroad to complete smuggling activities.

At this point, a case of smuggling, murder, and power and sex transactions involving all parties finally surfaced.

"But what does all this have to do with Instructor Tao?"

"Why are there so many records of money transactions that shouldn't appear in his account..."

Ye Yiwei rubbed his fingertips lightly, but couldn't figure out what kind of role Teacher Tao played in it.

"Perhaps...he is Ling Ji's internal correspondent, staying in the company while the other party is abroad?" Qiao said slowly.

Bejik nodded in agreement.

"I just found out that when the virtual idol was launched, there were a lot more call records between him and those friends before him."

"I think... Instructor Tao is trying to quickly open up the market for virtual idols to clear the way."

Baijik tuned out the frequency of Instructor Tao's recent calls, and pointed to his very obvious call peak and said.

"Xiaobai, what is the approximate amount involved in that abnormal account of Lin Xiangnan you mentioned?"

Bejik calculated in his mind for a moment.

Immediately, he made a "six" gesture.

"600 million...?" Zhuo Yang was shocked.

"It should be 6000 million, right? 600 million is worth their trouble..." Ye Yiwei curled his lips.

Bejik didn't speak.

Just looked at them and shook his head.

"Six...six billion?"

Even the expression on Qiao Huan's face couldn't be controlled at this moment.

"That's right, there are [-] million unidentified properties in his abnormal account alone."

"Besides, it's U gold, the currency of country U..."

When Bejik said this, Zhuo Yang was already in a hurry to check today's exchange rate.

But Qiao Huan could already hear Baijike's implication.

"You mean, there is more than one account involved in this case?"

"Yes, I have obtained some internal data just now, which proves my idea."

"From the information on those accounts..."

"There are already more than 10 accounts that have been transferred out of the country by similar methods and are similar to the account I have in hand."

"Other fragmented accounts and remittances that do not involve the amount of risk are not included in it."

"No wonder this person even has to take the initiative to curry favor with Ling Ji, who always has eyes above his head..." Zhuo Yang murmured.

"Xiaobai, if the clues we are investigating now are true..."

"This problem is beyond the ability of the four of us to solve it."

"I will continue to report this matter upwards."

Bejik also realized the risks he was about to face if he continued to investigate.

"The clues are all in our own hands. Next, we can only wait for the news from above..."

*

Although it was another sleepless night, the second day's program still had to be recorded as usual.

This time, when Xiu Si got off the nanny's car as usual and was about to go backstage, he saw a few suspicious people.

Those people were wearing masks and hats, avoiding the sight of the staff, trying to sneak in through the passage of the props group.

"Do you want to take a look at the past?" Baijike asked in a low voice.

"I can go alone. If there is anything in the background, just send me a text message."

After Qiao Xu finished speaking, he quickly followed the two men who were squeezing into the corridor like thieves.

The hats on the heads of the two people were pressed down extremely low, directly covering their faces.

Clearly, these two sneakers don't want others to remember what they look like.

Dressing like this made Qiao Huan realize that they definitely came from bad people.

Those two people stopped at the door of the dressing room posted on the corner.

At the same time, the photographer who kept taking pictures of his face immediately appeared in Qiao Huan's mind.

It's not that being photographed by someone is enough to annoy Qiao Huan, but he has been used to undercover work for a long time and is not used to appearing under such a high-definition camera.

Qiao Huan still felt a little disgusted with that black hole shot.

but……

I'm afraid these two people who sneaked into the backstage are trying to do things that are only more extreme than the photographers that day.

As he got closer, Qiao Huan also noticed that this was a ladies' dressing room.

Qiao Huan saw the two people lying on the ground, pushing something in their hands, and immediately walked up quickly.

"The props team is short of people, why don't you two come over?"

Qiao Huan approached suddenly through the blind spot, and then patted the shoulder of the man who was showing him the wind without any politeness.

The man was scared out of his wits and exclaimed, "Ah!"

Qiao Huan approached without making any sound, like a ghost!

But it was obviously not the first time he had done this kind of thing. He immediately reacted and recited the prepared speech: "Yes, we will go right away, but I just dropped a small thing and couldn't find it."

"Oh? Is it this?" The smile on the corner of Qiao Huan's mouth did not reach his eyes, and he picked out a small round piece that had been pushed to the door from the crack of the door.

"Huh? What kind of prop is this...how can I use it when it's so small?"

Qiao Huan pretended to look at this thing carefully.

The expressions of the two people also changed suddenly.

"This... is this!"

After snatching the small wafer from Qiao Xu's hand, the two fled in embarrassment.

Qiao Xu wanted to catch up, but suddenly heard an abnormal voice in the room, so he knocked lightly on the door of the dressing room, "They have already left, you can come out."

"Thank you..." It was the actress whose legs were bruised that day who came out.

With a hint of gratitude in her eyes, she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something to Qiao Huan.

But when she saw a sudden reflection from the corner, she closed her mouth as if she was afraid of something.

The actress handed Qiao Huan a piece of paper.

: "Beware of the stairs."