After Ning Xi returned to the apartment, she immediately took out a metal box from the bottom of the wardrobe, then carefully checked and wiped the contents.
After checking the time on her phone, Ning Xi casually put her things into her bag and hurried downstairs.
Not far away, Lu Jingli was driving while reporting to the person on the other end of the Bluetooth headset: "Ning Xi went back to the apartment and came down in less than five minutes. She is now heading towards the outskirts of Xijiang Road..."
Half an hour later, Ning Xi finally stopped.
Lu Jingli looked around at the shabby houses and showed a surprised look, "Ah, isn't this shabby place where the prop master Zhang Qiang lives? Why did Ning Xi come here alone? Are you planning to reason with him? How naive!"
"Turn on the surveillance." A man's cold voice came from the other end of the Bluetooth headset.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot about this!" Lu Jingli hurriedly took the laptop from the back seat of the car.
"Brother, wait a minute, I'll use my phone to live stream you!"
Before Lu Jingli could finish his words, he suddenly found that his computer could not be operated. His face darkened and he said speechlessly, "Brother, you actually hacked my computer... I told you that I was live streaming it with my phone! Why are you so anxious!"
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Zhang Qiang's salary in the crew was decent, but because he was a gambler by nature, he not only had no savings but also owed a lot of debts, so he lived in this suburban slum.
Ning Xi had heard all this when she was drinking and chatting with others on the set.
"Knock, knock, knock." Ning Xi knocked on the door three times.
There was no movement from the door.
Ning Xi continued knocking until there was a bang from inside, followed by the sound of slippers scraping against the ground, and the rusty iron door was pulled open from the inside.
"Who the hell is that? Looking for death so early in the morning..." Zhang Qiang's expression suddenly changed when he saw that the person outside the door was Ning Xi.
"Teacher Zhang, how are you?" Ning Xi looked at him with a smile.
Zhang Qiang wanted to close the door directly, but after rolling his eyes, he changed his mind and said lazily, "I was wondering who it was! It turned out to be the beautiful Ning! Come in!"
As soon as Ning Xi entered the room, she smelled a foul odor, a pungent smell of alcohol mixed with stinky socks and mold, which was as deadly as the canned herrings in the morning.
"Sit anywhere." Zhang Qiang lit a cigarette, and then his cloudy eyes were glued to Ning Xi like glue, wantonly scanning every part of her body.
Ning Xi sat down on the only relatively clean chair in the room, and then she got straight to the point, "Let's not beat around the bush. Teacher Zhang, I don't need to explain the purpose of my visit. I need your confession, please tell us everything truthfully. Ning Xueluo directed and acted this out herself, and I didn't bribe you to frame her."
Zhang Qiang smiled at her, as if he saw through her. "Little girl, did you turn on the recording? Are you trying to trick me? Haha, you are too naive! Sorry, what I told the reporter is the truth!"
Zhang Qiang had a dead pig's expression, and then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "Unless you can afford the price..."
Ning Xi narrowed her eyes slightly. She had expected this to happen.
After Zhang Qiang gets the money from Ning Xueluo, he will definitely not run away, but continue to gamble. The final result will most likely be that he will lose everything again.
Now he wants to have his cake and eat it too!