The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 74 The Fall of Godhead
"Deng Shuwen died in the internal struggle of the imperial capital."

In the study, Ming Qi finished looking at the big picture on the tablet and calmly came to a conclusion.

Ming Qingyun took the tablet, looked carefully, and agreed: "It has nothing to do with the car accident."

Ji Shu and Ming Jue listened with confusion on their faces.

They also saw that the photo on the tablet was the moment when the reporter hurriedly captured Deng Shuwen lying on a stretcher and being sent to the ambulance.

Except for Deng Shuwen, who was covered in blood, he couldn't see anything.

Mingjue didn't understand, so he asked, "Why?"

Ming Qingyun answered for him: "From the picture, although this person lost a lot of blood, it is not difficult to see that it was all external injuries, and did not hurt the lungs."

"These injuries are not life-threatening."

"What's interesting is," Ming Qi continued, "Deng Shuwen's car accident happened at the junction of Tabei and the Imperial Capital. Before the news spread, the ambulance from the Imperial Capital Hospital arrived faster than anyone else."

"They didn't choose the nearest treatment when they came, but sent Deng Shuwen to the central hospital, and then...he died on the operating table."

Ming Qingyun added again: "There are so many clues and traces at the scene, but only this photo of Deng Shuwen covered in blood came out."

Ming Qi: "Someone deliberately guides public opinion behind the scenes and misleads the public."

The two of you answered them one by one, with clear logic.

But Ji Shu and Mingjue’s eyes fell on the tablet, still dizzy—how did they see that Deng Shuwen was all traumatized from this unclear photo???
"So," Ming Yu, who had been silent by the side, speculated, "Deng Shuwen's threat has been completely resolved?"

Although they don't know who made the move, but for them, this trouble is completely eradicated.

It's just that what his purpose is is also buried with death.

Mingyu's words were ignorant, with unconscious selfishness and cruelty, even Ji Shumingjue could sense it.

Ming Qi didn't seem to sense it, and patted his head calmly: "Don't meddle in these things—I haven't seen you go out after the holiday, why don't you take advantage of the holiday to hang out with friends?"

Ming Yu shook his head: "I want to stay by my sister's side."

Ming prayed for a while: "I will spend more time with you when I have time."

The two of them are siblings here.

Ming Qingyun put away the tablet calmly: "Miss, do you want to know who killed Deng Shuwen?"

Ming Qi was drawn back, but said: "I'm not interested in knowing about the internal struggles in the imperial capital."

Judging from the other party's tactics, it seems that she did not intend to link Deng Shuwen's death with her, a person who had a problem with the other party.

That being the case, she was also happy to stop.

However, the clues about the depravity of the gods were also broken.

Ming Qi had a faint premonition that this matter was not over yet, and there was a deeper hidden pusher behind it.

The reason why that person didn't come out, maybe he was caught by something, or maybe he was concerned about something, but sooner or later... he will find him.

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Deng Shuwen's death was too unexpected.

Those who were still teasing on the Internet were taken aback for a moment, and their first reaction was disbelief.

But as more and more specific information flowed out, and the official eulogy was issued, they accepted it unbelievably.

Then there is the guilt of hindsight.

People die like lights go out.

No matter how many wrong things you did during your lifetime, they will be downplayed. Instead, those glory and brilliance will be taken out and missed repeatedly.

What's more, the black material that Deng Shuwen was dug up will deal with Ming Qi this time.

People tend to be tolerant of the dead and demanding of the living.

Therefore, some netizens backlashed, blaming and cursing Mingqi.

However, such people are a minority after all, and most people are rational, speaking for Ming Qi's rebuttal.

Ming Qi flipped through Weibo, and the comment section was noisy again.

She put down the phone dully.

"Your Highness, try it."

Ming Qingyun handed him a cup of tea.

The aroma of tea curled up in the ceramic cup, and the fragrance was overflowing, and there were various things floating on it.

Ming Qi took a cursory look and found that rose slices, apple slices, longan meat, red dates, wolfberries... were floating on the surface of the water.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "What is this?"

"Rose Eight Treasures Tea." Ming Qingyun coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and justified: "It can beautify the skin, regulate qi and blood, soothe the liver and relieve depression...etc."

Ming Qi looked down again, and there were really eight things.

"Sure enough... the tea lives up to its name."

"..."

"Okay, Your Highness." Ming Qingyun was indisputable: "Last time you told Ji Shu that you liked the health tea she made, so I asked her for advice."

Ming Qi thought for a while before remembering that it was the excuse she said when she dismissed Ji Shu in order to answer Chi Xudong's call that day.

Ming Qi: "..."

"Well...then I'll try."

She picked it up and took a sip. It was sweet and refreshing, with a faint floral fragrance.

"It tastes good." Ming Qi affirmed with some surprise.

After speaking, she held the cup in both hands and took a sip.

Ming Qingyun sat beside her, and the two quietly looked at the winter scenery outside the window.

It was snowing lightly outside, and the heating was turned on in the room, so it didn't feel cold at all.

"Your Highness," Ming Qingyun said softly, "Human beings always follow the crowd blindly. When they are in a crowd, they are most likely to be influenced by others."

"So, don't worry about public opinion."

Ming Qi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

"I just wonder," she looked into the distance, and said slowly, without a heavy tone, "my father. After he dies, will anyone regret his past glory?"

Ming Qingyun was also a little surprised. At this moment, she really regarded herself as Ming Qi from the Ming family in Tabei.

He reassured: "Yes."

"It is impossible for a person to come into the world without a trace. What's more, Uncle Ming was bright and open during his lifetime. He was also a legend in Tabei, and he has benefited many people. There will always be people who miss him."

"Indeed." Ming Qi replied.

After a while, she said quietly again: "Therefore, the person who harmed him should be punished."

She changed the subject: "This is the cause and effect of Ming Qi."

What about after the karma is over?

Would you still choose to sleep?
Or...leave?
The room was silent for a while.

Ming Qingyun's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

And Ming Qi clutched his cup and looked into the distance, suddenly paused.

"Your Highness?"

Ming Qi frowned, "I seem to sense..."

She looked at Ming Qingyun who was nearby, but her eyes became extremely distant and indifferent: "My envoy, the godhead has fallen."

Ming Qingyun was startled.

Ming Qi put down the teacup in his hand, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

In the room full of warmth and mild light, a pure black card emerged from midair.

The golden texture on the card is complicated, and the figure on the front is standing with eyes closed and tied.

The whole body of the character is not bound by chains.

The cards are floating above the void, the characters in the vertical painting hang their heads and lower their eyebrows, the rich pure black is fading away, and half of the cards are transparent.

As if not reconciled, the card flickered faintly, and the light burst out suddenly, and the light was so intense that it exploded and illuminated the entire room in an instant.

——As if the light comes back when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

Ming Qi's eyes were cold: "I, I heard the call."

The cry of the envoy with all his strength before his fall was finally heard by the gods.

(End of this chapter)