Terrorist Invasion, Scientific Breeding Of Aliens At The Beginning

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Cao Yu is a bit annoying recently.

Since he left school, he has been living in a five-star hotel, and he thought it was quite convenient.

But now the media is helping him to promote him on the Internet all day long, and by the way, his face is completely familiar to everyone.

There were many people in the hotel, and his peaceful life was instantly broken.

No, on the way from the guest room to the elevator, he was recognized by several guests.

"Hey! Are you Cao Yu!"

"I said, is the alien meat really edible? Will it eat dead people? Are you responsible for any problems?"

"That...does it really work for men? Tell me secretly."

"Cao Yu, I'm your fan, I like you, please leave me a contact information... Or, I will leave a door for you at night, and I will live in the suite next door to yours."

The person who said this was a muscular man with a sturdy figure in a small vest.

Cao Yu resisted the feeling of wanting to vomit, quickened his pace, and fled to the elevator.

Ding dong.

The elevator doors opened.

There is a group of people with long guns and short cannons inside. It looks like the media.

"It's Cao Yu!"

"It's really Cao Yu!"

"He really lives here!"

The flash shot indiscriminately!

Cao Yu turned his face away, and the irritability in his heart went up to a higher level.

These reporters actually found here...

The security guards of the five-star hotel... didn't even stop them?

What kind of five-star is this?

After finally getting out of the hotel and driving the RS supercar on the road, Cao Yu let out a long sigh of relief.

"Huh... no, this is too dangerous, and my life safety cannot be guaranteed."

"I need to change my place of residence."

"The bodyguards have to be called up too, we can't delay any longer."

Halfway through the journey, the news station played a brief obituary:

"Wang Yun, a well-known female artist in China, passed away in Shanghai at 6:50 this morning at the age of 32 due to illness and treatment that failed."

Afterwards, he expressed his condolences and said some clichés.

Immediately afterwards, the next news was played.

"Wang Yun? The hottest female star in China?" Cao Yu quickly found traces of Wang Yun's existence from the original owner's memory.

The eyes glanced casually out.

On the billboard on the roof of the building next door, there is a cosmetics poster endorsed by Wang Yun.

The Wang Yun on the poster has an angelic face and a devilish figure, which is extremely eye-catching, and she is simply a born star.

Cao Yu felt a little strange.

Such a big star died suddenly, and the radio news brought it up...

It feels so sloppy.

This can't help but make people feel that there is a lot of information hidden under her death.

"Don't turn around and make another XX incident happen." Cao Yu guessed wildly.

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In the evening, Cao Yu invited Zhao Changhe to eat supper and sing K.

Regardless of the gentleman's appearance of old Zhao Zhengren, he would never accept Cao Yu's money even if he died, but he would never refuse to invite him to eat, drink and have fun.

After asking his sister to sing a few songs with him, Zhao Changhe sat down and casually talked about some work.

"Do you know about the sudden death of that female celebrity? That girl named...Wang Yun."

Cao Yu was keenly aware of something, and waved the girls to go out.

"I know, what's the matter, is there something hidden about this?"

Zhao Changhe nodded, "There is a big problem."

"How to say?"

"The news said that she died of illness and died in the hospital. In fact, she died at home... Oh no! It can't even be said arbitrarily that she is dead..."

Seeing Zhao Changhe's tangled expression, Cao Yu couldn't help but said, "Don't be tricky, what do you know?"

Zhao Changhe pondered for a moment, then finished off the remaining half glass of beer, and then said:

"Wang Yun was dragged out of her room by an invisible beast in front of 14 bodyguards in the early hours of last night."

"And then it disappeared."

Cao Yu's eyes widened. He originally thought that Lao Zhao was going to gossip about the XX incident with him.

Unexpectedly, it was an unusual event!

"How do you know about this?" Cao Yu asked.

Zhao Changhe chuckled: "Because it involves abnormal creatures, the superior sent someone to pick me up last night and went to Zhoushan to check her villa near the sea."

Cao Yu asked: "What conclusion?"

"Suspected to be a first-time anomalous event."

Zhao Changhe said:

"There was a residual sulfur smell at the scene, which was very strong. The bodyguards said that before Wang Yun disappeared, he heard the barking of a dog, and kept yelling, saying that he didn't want to go to hell, that he hadn't lived enough..."

Hearing this, Cao Yu suddenly remembered something!

Sulfur...hell...dog...

"That..." Cao Yu asked blankly: "When did Wang Yun become popular? It can't be exactly 10 years, right?"

Zhao Changhe looked at him strangely, "How would I know this? At my age, do you look like I'm chasing stars?"

Cao Yu put down his glass, absent-minded: "Well...Old Zhao, I'll settle the bill first, let's go back early today, I still have something to do."

Seeing his reaction, Zhao Changhe guessed, "Does your kid know something?"

Cao Yu waved his hand, "I'm not sure."

As he spoke, he walked out.

Zhao Changhe called him, "Hey! Although the level of confidentiality of this matter is not high, don't tell the outside world! Don't involve me!"

"Know it!"