Live debt collection, one follow the whole network scared to cry!

Chapter 47 He misses that silly girl

In Room 501, the man directly dragged Zou Qiao in, and then locked the door with a slam.

The police haven't arrived yet.

There was a rush of people outside.

The agent knocked on the door, "You let Zou Qiao go, you can say anything, I will promise you any conditions, and I will give you money, 100 million is not enough, 200 million!"

The director stood behind the manager with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Blooming Spring Flowers wasn't written by Zou Qiao?"

The director's cold questioning sound came from behind, and the manager turned around in shock.

She knew that sooner or later this matter would go unraveled, but it wouldn't be so fast.

"Director, it's important to save people now, what can I ask Qiao Qiao after she comes out safely?"

"This man obviously died of his own child, and was mentally disturbed by the stimulation. Nowadays, many parents of this kind, when their children have accidents, blame the school, society, and others. Anyway, they just don't reflect on themselves."

"Qiao Qiao was really wronged, hurry up and save someone, if someone dies, our crew will also be in bad luck."

The director is not threatened by her.

But he couldn't just turn around and leave, calling the bodyguards, "Open the door quickly!"

Several bodyguards stepped forward, but the anti-theft door in front of them was a combination lock anti-theft door, and even the plastic film on the door had not been torn off, it was obvious that the door had just been replaced.

They couldn't even pick the lock.

The reason why the director temporarily changed the press conference to Xuancheng is because he discovered the real prototype of "Spring Blooming".

How did you find out?
Of course it was because someone private messaged him on a certain blog and sent him the photos here.

Those photos are exactly the same as the environment described in "Spring Blooms".

The director was moved at the time, and immediately made a decision to set the press conference here. It was a benefit for fans before the filming started, and it was a surprise for Zou Qiao.

did not expect--

That photo was sent by this man!

"Help, let me go, please, please, let me go~"

Zou Qiao's shrill voice came intermittently from the door, and the people outside were extremely anxious.

The director was furious, "Didn't you call the police, why haven't you arrived yet!"

The assistant next to him: "It's only been 2 minutes, and the police don't know how to fly with a sword!"

director:……

"need my help?"

Suddenly a voice came from under the stairs.

The director turned around and asked, "Who said that?"

In the chaotic crowd, someone replied: "The illegitimate fan who just asked Zou Qiao for money."

Then, Jiang Ningning's voice came up again.

"Do you need my help? Those who have watched my live broadcast should know that I can smash a TV wall with one punch. Those who haven't watched it can take a tutorial now. So, do you need me to smash the door? It's free."

The director immediately said: "Damn, come up!"

Jiang Ningning immediately squeezed up from the third floor.

Standing at the door of 501, Jiang Ningning didn't slam the door immediately, but reached out and slapped the door, "Hello, [Funeral Service Ms. Jiang: Live Debt Collection] is here to collect debts, open the door!"

【You give me this for such an exciting occasion? 】

[This damn sense of ritual! 】

[Inside, Zou Qiao is almost dying, you still have to put on a sense of ritual, I like it! 】

The manager jumped anxiously and shouted at Jiang Ningning, "Hurry up!"

Jiang Ningning didn't say any more nonsense after reporting herself to her family. With a twist of her wrist, she punched the anti-theft door.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a hole was smashed into the anti-theft door~
Jiang Ningning reached in through the hole and opened the door from the inside.

Everyone: ... Fuck!

Water friend in the live broadcast room: ... Fuck!

Jiang Ningning opened the anti-theft door and went in directly.

In the room.

Through Jiang Ningning's live broadcast room, everyone can see clearly.

An empty house with no furniture, the floor is covered with dust, and the walls look freshly painted, so white that there is not even a spot.

Zou Qiao was tied up with a rope by the man and knelt on the ground with disheveled hair.

On the wall opposite her, there was a picture of a little girl in a school uniform with curved eyebrows.

Suddenly someone broke in, and the man got excited, grabbed the watermelon knife next to him, and pointed at Zou Qiao.

Before he could speak, Jiang Ningning took the lead and said: "Brother, I will collect the debt, not much, 18888, I will leave with the money, and you can continue with the rest, I don't care."

The man recognized Jiang Ningning at a glance.

He saw her at the entrance of the funeral shop yesterday.

In the park in the middle of the street, he heard a little girl tell others that her grandmother really received the things from the funeral shop and gave them to her family in dreams.

He misses his daughter.

I can't think of that silly girl.

Yesterday he wanted to go to the funeral shop to buy some ingots or something for that silly girl to burn, in case he could see her, even in a dream.

But a thunder in the sky woke him up.

Does he fit!
It has been a year since the child died, and the wife also committed suicide because the child's suicide was unbearable.

The murderer lived a bright and happy life every day. If he didn't avenge the children, how could he have the face to meet her and them.

He knew that the murderer was Zou Qiao.

But he has no evidence.

For the past year, he followed all of Zou Qiao's itineraries, thinking that even if he couldn't catch the evidence he wanted, it would be fine to catch Zou Qiao for anything else.

But his strength is too meager.

In the past year, he knew that the person who spoke up for his daughter was his daughter's teacher, and that the teacher was forced to apologize publicly on the Internet because the teacher's own child was beaten and threatened by gangsters and exposed by Zou Qiao's fans. Not found.

He ran around for a year.

Exhausted.

But just after he ran away from the funeral shop yesterday, he accidentally heard Zou Qiao's fans excitedly discussing that Zou Qiao was going to shoot "Spring Blossoms" and that he would have a press conference tomorrow.

"Spring Blooming" is his work!
It was that silly girl who was controlled by Zou Qiao's PUA, who stole his manuscript from home and destroyed his electronic manuscript...

At that time, with the last ray of hope, he sent those photos to the director in a private message.

It really made him wait.

The man held the watermelon knife tightly, looked at Jiang Ningning, and said nothing, acquiescing.

Zou Qiao's manager immediately urged Jiang Ningning in a low voice, "Go and grab his knife."

Jiang Ningning glanced at the agent like an idiot, "Why? I'm just a debt collector."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Ningning walked towards Zou Qiao, "18888, a year ago today, you spent in my store, this is the bill at that time, pay back the money."

Zou Qiao is going crazy.

Why didn't Master Ma's Huang Xian clean up Jiang Ningning!

Why didn't Master Ma reply her message!

Also, is Jiang Ningning sick? Have you not seen her being tied up?
If you don't solve this madness quickly, what debts are you still paying for now!
But now she has no room to argue, so she can only kneel on the ground and say to Jiang Ningning, "Let my agent transfer the money for you."

Just as the voice fell, there was a commotion outside.

Then, the police came in.

Zou Qiao immediately called for help.

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