Lu Zhishu and Huang Zhilong looked at each other, and both saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes.
After the Huchuan Radio and Television Tower incident, the upper levels have been cutting the relationship with the murder case.
A series of arrangements before Lu Yuzhu's death forced the police to investigate overseas, and the scapegoat outside the country had already been drawn into prison, only to be offered as a sacrifice to close the case.
But who would have known that such a big thing could happen in the "Trial" crew at this time.
Hu Yi was killed, his parents will definitely investigate.
Huang Zhilong knew that he couldn't dodge the call, he took a deep breath and suppressed the trembling in his voice: "Mr. Duan."
"Ouch, Mr. Huang." The man's silky and elegant voice came from the mobile phone, and it was commonplace, "It's been a long time since I received a call from Mr. Huang, take a look, I can't help it. I called you personally."
"Mr. Duan, where are you talking about..."
The man smiled and said, "I miss you. I want to greet you. I wonder if Mr. Huang has been sleeping soundly these days?"
Huang Zhilong had just been arguing with Lu Zhi, and now there were beads of sweat on his forehead: "I..."
"I heard that your production has been suspended, tsk, a producer who is busy with every day, and finally got a chance to rest. I should sleep until three poles every day and enjoy this rare vacation."
"… "
President Duan smiled, and his tone changed abruptly: "It's a pity that President Huang slept well, but I didn't sleep well. Do you know why?"
Huang Zhilong: "Duan and President Duan are joking. When something like this happens, I can't sleep or eat at all, and I've been trying to figure out a solution..."
President Duan sneered: "Oh? You also know that something happened. I thought you were on vacation on which island to do a spa. I haven't called after so long, and I want to find you in person."
"Hold... I'm sorry, I'm really stretched..."
"You don't need to apologize." Mr. Duan was still slow, and there was no joy or anger in his voice. "Mr. Huang is now the big boss. It's right not to tell me about some business matters. I'm not in the mood to ask more. I just don't know where Huang has offended. ."
President Duan paused: "I heard that I almost lost blood."
"Mr. Duan... We have always been frank with each other, and I have not deceived your business." Huang Zhilong's nose was dripping with sweat, "My annual accounts are clearly correct with you... even my hands The data of all the employees below are backed up with you, you should not doubt me."
"I can't talk about suspicion." The other party said leisurely, "It's just that I can't figure it out. This person, for no reason, was used as a film and television prop, immersed in the solution tank. In such a curious way, people died tragically, I can't always assume that someone else is simply trying to kill a movie project."
"Yes... Yes... But I really don't know who I have offended..." Huang Zhilong's cigar was constantly burning, "I really... I don't understand why this happens."
President Duan smiled: "You don't have to be so nervous."
Huang Zhilong wiped his sweat.
"Actually, in terms of seniority, you have been in the organization even earlier than I took over the top spot. You are the old father of the organization." President Duan said calmly, "Since you say that, I don't need to be suspicious of people, and I don't need to use people. I don't think so. will be suspicious of you."
Huang Zhilong breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Duan: "But you must know that the surnamed Hu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If they find something during the investigation of this murder, you should know what the consequences will be, and I don't need to say more."
"Yes Yes… "
"Although there is no clue about the murderer who dared to kill under your nose, you and I don't know his ultimate goal. Just be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years. Are you right?"
"Yep… "
Mr. Duan said: "Okay. Then what should be done quickly and what should not be done again, you should know very well in your heart. That's all I have to say."
"Don't leave too much time for the other party, and you should wipe off the traces of stealing as soon as possible."
Huang Zhilong answered again and again, and then hung up the phone.
The moment the phone was turned off, Huang Zhilong's pale face looked very gloomy because of the disappearance of the screen's light source.
Lu Zhishu leaned against the wall: "I hope what you said today is the truth."
Huang Zhilong bared his teeth and grinned, his eyes protruding because of nervousness, which made his originally good-tempered face a little unspeakably distorted.
"Not a single word of what I said is false."
After Lu Zhishu left, Huang Zhilong slumped on the chair and covered his eyes with his elbows.
In fact, killing people is not terrible for them. They are all knives licking blood, with human faces and animal hearts.
The scary thing is that they don't know each other's details at all now.
To be able to do such a thing shows that the other party's means are not inferior to their organization, and locking the murder target on Hu Yi also proves that the other party's status is likely to be very high, so high that in case, they will not. Put Hu father Hu mother in the eyes.
When has he offended such a person
Huang Zhilong couldn't remember, and he began to doubt every project that had a hidden side.
Did some of them go wrong
If it's really a problem with those projects, it's even more troublesome.
And - what is the other party's next step
Hu Yi was dead, but Huang Zhilong didn't forget that there were two girls in his hands - they were his employees, whose whereabouts are still unknown.
Huang Zhilong has always regarded these people without identities and backgrounds as grass mustards. In the past, such girls died when they died, and he could find a way to suppress public opinion when his parents came to the door of his company with a banner and knelt down.
But at this moment, the fate of those two mustards and his fate were tied together, and he had to fear for them.
Because he didn't know what tricks the other party planned to use with the two girls.
After thinking for a long time, Huang Zhilong picked up the phone again and dialed someone's phone: "Hello... Yes, hello Team Zhou. I want to ask the two missing girls, do you have any clues?"
At this moment.
Mysterious location.
This should be a basement, the air is cold and humid, and there is a bitter smell of rotten wood.
The girl slowly woke up from the coma.
The moment she opened her eyes, she thought that she would be lying on the box spring bed of the crew hotel. Everything before was a nightmare that she had been too tired and had for days.
But she soon realized something was wrong.
Fear quickly filled her eyes.
She looked around in horror and wanted to scream, but found that her mouth was completely blocked by the cloth, and she could only let out the faintest whimper.
She struggled hysterically, like every animal that has fallen into a trap but survived.
She twisted her head and neck, and found that she was locked in a cage more than one meter high, with her hands clipped backwards.
"woo woo woo woo!!"
The girl was terrified, and she recalled everything that happened before the coma—
Man in baseball cap.
The reflection of the raised stick behind her as she raised her phone to take a photo.
Inside the cultivating cabin, the jet-black hair fluttered like seaweed, and she took a closer look—
It was found that it was Teacher Hu who had just spoken to her not long ago.
Soak in the cloudy solution, the skin is dead white.
"Woooooo! Wooooooooo!!!"
Big tears streamed down the girl's face.
She was soaking wet, sweaty, and incontinent urine...
where is she
where is this place!
Except for the cage, there is a large area of darkness around.
Where are her friends? What about Xiao Yang
She kicked and kicked in despair, twisting her body frantically, trying to loosen the rope that bound her whole body.
Then-
"Miss."
She trembled violently.
He turned his head sharply, only to see a mess of grass in the corner of the cage.
She collapsed even more, thinking it was because of extreme fear that she lost her mind and had auditory hallucinations.
But just as she turned her head away, she heard the voice say again.
"Miss."
She turned her head again.
The unkempt grass moved.
Only then did the girl see clearly that a child was standing behind the pile of grass.
Very small, boy, only five or six years old.
But his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hands and feet were not tied. He didn't look like he was caught, but a little kid running into the cellar to play.
The girl let out a cry, and tears kept streaming down her cheeks.
"Shh, miss, don't call me."
The boy walked towards her lightly, looking up at the entrance to the top cabin in the basement.
Then he approached the cage, stood on tiptoe, and slowly untied the strip of cloth that was holding the girl's mouth.
The girl gasped sharply, breathing heavily, her lips trembling and her teeth rattling.
"I... Where am I... Who are you... Xiao Yang? Where's the elder sister with me? Did you see it? What do you want to do... ah? What do you want to do?!"
"Keep your voice down." Although the boy was very small, he seemed to be a little kid. He put his fingers to his lips, "Don't let the uncles and aunts above hear that you are awake."
"… "
Perhaps there was no malice in the boy, and the girl was silent, but it could also be that she was too scared to speak, and her whole body was shaking.
The boy whispered to her across the cage: "This is the basement of a big villa. I'm just a child. I don't know what the adults who come here do, but I see them doing bad things."
"Do, do bad things?" the girl trembled, "... is... what bad things?"
The little boy said nothing and shook his head.
Girl: "Then...the sister who was caught with me...Did you see it?"
"I see."
"where is she?"
The little boy pointed to the soles of his feet.
"downstairs?"
"In the sewer pipe."
"…!!!"
Little boy: "She's dead."
"I didn't have time to save her, I didn't have time to think of a way for her. We often have this kind of thing here, and the adults told me to leave it alone." The little boy was talking to the girl with an abnormal rationality.
As anachronistic as it may be, the human brain is just that way out of control at times.
The girl suddenly thought of a photo inexplicably—
It was in the Auschwitz concentration camp of World War II. A German boy walked along the road with an indifferent expression and calm eyes, and right next to the road he passed, the bodies of a large number of Jewish refugees were piled up.
The little boy's heart seemed to be blind and numb. He didn't have any shock of life and death, so he just walked over as usual...
And the boy in front of him seemed to be the same.
The girl was frightened, and she was already out of her mind. She shivered for a long time before she managed to salvage her sloppy voice from her throat: "Little brother...you...will you let me out? Please...I beg you...my family. Just my daughter... my parents... my parents... "
She was shaking so badly that her teeth clacked and tapped.
"My parents are going to collapse...! Please... think of a way..."
"Don't be afraid." The boy said softly, "I'm here to find a way to save you. They arrest a lot of people, and sometimes they forget... I just let a few go away. They haven't suspected me yet. because I'm just a kid."
The boy said, took out a small door lock, and began to lower his head intently to open the door for the girl.
"Sister, in this basement, there is a trail connecting you. You should escape. Oh yes, remember to take this. This is the big drawing of the villa. I marked the safest way to the exit for you. "
The girl hurriedly took it, and she lost her ability to think calmly due to the excessive fright.
She didn't realize how unreasonable what was happening now.
All she had left was the word escape, swelled enough to squeeze out any sense of reason. She hurriedly grabbed the blueprint in her hand and glanced at the little boy gratefully.
"Thank you... thank you... "
The little boy smiled obediently with his hands behind his back: "It's okay, sister, let's go."
The girl stumbled away, and lost a shoe in the process. The boy stood by the cage and watched her disappear until she disappeared into the deep darkness.
After an unknown amount of time, the trapdoor in the upper basement creaked.
A beam of warm yellow light shone, and a man who looked like a housekeeper went down to the basement.
The butler walked over to the boy.
But unlike what the boy said, the housekeeper was not his father, but instead gave him a respectful salute.
"The game is all arranged. The player has followed the blueprint and walked into the monitoring area."
The boy smiled and said, "Then go up and play games."
He said, followed the housekeeper up and left the dark basement.
The trapdoor in the basement is carved with a cat playing with its prey—
The thrill of feline killing is not in enjoying the death of the prey.
And enjoy the fear of the prey before it dies.
The boy walked into the brightly lit hall—
Now that the light is plentiful, his face and outfit are very clear—a handsome boy, maybe even, stunning.
The boy is in clean attire, but the weird thing is... his feet.
On his small feet, he actually wore a pair of custom-made pocket red high-heeled shoes!
This is really a very perverted combination. Five or six-year-old boys have a pair of extremely adult, but downsized women's high heels.
The little boy stepped on high heels and came to the coffee table in the hall. He turned his eyes and looked at the picture projected on the wall by the big screen.
The girl who had just been let go by him has been projected onto the screen with every detail. The girl in the picture has stepped into a labyrinth-like complex road, and her face is filled with fresh tension and fear.
The boy watched with interest for a while, walked over, stared at the screen, and picked up a device similar to a psp on the table.
He smiled, and his tender little hand tapped - "The game begins."