I Heard You Like Me Too

There was no sound from the phone.

Qi Yan grabbed the phone tightly, trying to calm down and breathe.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

A person stepped forward and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.

"Hello...is that Qi Yan?"

His blood seemed to be flowing backwards, and his scalp was numb for a while.

"It doesn't matter if you don't speak, I know it's you."

Qi Yan clenched his phone tightly: "What did you do to him?"

"What's the matter?" The man turned his head to look at the trembling person on the ground, and smiled slightly, "Kill it."

All Qi Yan's words seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he lost his voice for a moment, and his eyes felt astringent unconsciously.

"I said, Qi Yan, I'll give you a week to find what I want, otherwise, I will kill everyone around you."

"Who is there for me to read?"

He smiled hoarsely, sweeping across his throat like thousands of thick and long thorns.

"Qin Zhan, Mr. Qi, Gu Ziyu, Xiao Fei, Cen Yi, Luo Qiqi, and of course, our old friend, Xia Yin."

After he finished speaking, he laughed, like the night wind blowing through the land of no one, soaked in boundless coldness.

Then hung up the phone.

Qi Yan didn't recover for a while.

With trembling hands, he thought about getting up to find his agent, staggered to the car and sat down, and a phone rang as promised.

"Hello, is this Mr. Qi Yan? Mr. Mo Ruofei is your manager, right?"

"He was found murdered and died in the underground parking lot of Ground X. The only person who can be contacted now is you. Can you come to the police station to identify him?"

Mo Ruofei, Mo Ruofei.

Qi Yan blinked his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty.

First time hearing his name.

Qi Yan started the car, turned on the communication and dialed Xia Yin's number.

He told Xia Yin all the information just now, and passed on the materials he hadn't had time to read to Xia Yin.

Afterwards, he called old man Qi and asked him to notify Mo Ruofei's friend to hold a funeral.

Mo Ruofei, without father or mother, has no relatives in the world, has a very low sense of existence, and is a bit naive.

He was picked up by Mr. Qi when he was 13 years old. He hoped that he could become a powerful bodyguard to protect Qi Yan, but Mo Ruofei was not qualified. Until now, he is a three-legged cat. The only thing he is good at is his data collection ability.

Therefore, when Qi Yan was young, he often asked him to help him cheat.

Unfortunately, Qi Yan has never been able to remember his name.

After staying at the police station for three hours, Qi Yan explained everything clearly according to the words he had planned.

The surveillance camera in the underground parking lot captured images of the suspect, who was confirmed to be a local murderer at large, but the murderer smashed the surveillance camera after the passionate murder.

What happened next is unknown.

Maybe there was another accomplice who answered Qi Yan's call, or the murderer was the one who answered his call, Qi Yan didn't even want to find out.

He followed the police officers to the morgue, and took one last look at Mo Ruofei.

Not long after, Mr. Qi sent someone to pick up Mo Ruofei's body, and Qi Yan drove back to Heicheng.

It was getting late, and it was so dark that it seemed to have lost its light.

He parked the car and was about to walk towards the gate when he saw a figure.

Qin Zhan muttered for a while, then blocked Qi Yan's way: "Let's, let's talk."

Qi Yan's eyes moved slightly, like a slow robot, he slowly raised his head: "What are you talking about?"

"Come with me first." Qin Zhan replied as quietly as possible, as if a little louder would cause Qi Yan to disappear.

Fortunately, Qi Yan did not refuse.

He nodded slowly, followed Qin Zhan into his car.

Then, back to the apartment.

Cen Yi got the news and has already rushed to the gathering place for the next discussion. Qin Zhan carefully led him into the house and closed the door, a little embarrassed: "You may not want to enter here, but I checked it carefully. , no problem here."

Qi Yan closed his eyes, walked to the sofa and sat down.

"I think we need to have a good talk." Qin Zhan sat across from him, thought for a while, and stood up again, "Maybe I need some wine, so you can relax a little bit."

"The one who wants to relax is probably you." Qi Yan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on his slightly trembling hands, "Did Xia Yin tell you?"

Qin Zhan felt terrible.

He didn't understand why things were going so far off the rails.

Maybe he didn't grasp the rhythm at the beginning, so he was led to run all the way.

"Sorry, it's all my fault."

Qin Zhan lowered his head, and his flat and round nails sank deeply into the flesh of his palm, "I failed to protect you as I promised to grandpa."

"That's not a problem." Qi Yan didn't look away from his hand, but he still paused, "You'd better get the bar."

Qin Zhan got up immediately and came back with many bottles of beer.

Cen Yi is addicted to alcohol, and unconsciously saved so much at home.

Qin Zhan opened a bottle for Qi Yan, opened another bottle for himself, and took a sip.

"Did you find that thing?" Qi Yan asked.

Qin Zhan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "I haven't, the only clue is that one."

Qi Yan took a sip of wine, his eyes were still dull and dull: "Me neither. Do you remember Shi Luan?"

Qin Zhan nodded, recalling what Xia Yin said to him, he briefly mentioned the surname Shi, and realized: "You mean..."

Qi Yan opened the mailbox and found the information Mo Ruofei sent him. There were more than ten pages of information, and the beginning of each page was written Shijia.

The Shi family, which is mainly engaged in medicine, is just an ordinary pharmaceutical company on the surface, but it is secretly engaged in research and development of new drugs.

And Shi Luan is the eldest son of the Shi family.

There is also a second son under him.

Shi Luan was an illegitimate child, and although he was the eldest son in the family, he had no status, while the second son was favored by thousands of people, and he wanted whatever he wanted.

Including the snow-capped mountain, they are all under the name of the second son.

"He has already infiltrated into the black city, and he targeted you at the beginning. During the last show, he sent us to the mountain and set a trap. As for the two cameramen, they probably weren't their helpers, so we didn't have any problems on the way. No hands."

Qin Zhan's voice trembled slightly: "But if you hadn't pushed those two people away, wouldn't that old man have made a move?"

"It was snowing very fast that day. He was probably betting that if we followed, he would change his way. But we didn't leave, and we escaped. Why he didn't attack later is beyond my comprehension. gone."

Qin Zhan agreed: "But there is only one week left, can we find something? No, it should be me, you can't take any more risks."

Qi Yan sighed: "Why, why do you always want to be a hero?"

He froze for a moment, but didn't respond: "What do you mean?"

Qi Yan: "I hope that you can also rely on others."

He lowered his eyes and smiled mockingly: "Although I know you are very powerful, I think it's best to hand over to the police first if you find it."

"But..." Qin Zhan was still worried, "If they are not completely wiped out..."

Halfway through his speech, he paused, and then slowly raised the corners of his lips: "I will protect you."