[“I’ll tell you why she insisted on coming to Yuncheng.
Okay, so you are here to plot against me?
I can't run away, and she can't stay out of it either."
As the middle-aged man spoke, he pushed the yellow-haired man and stood up suddenly.
Facing the black muzzles of guns around him, he raised his hands in surrender.
Shouted loudly.
"Officer, I am guilty and I will be punished.
But I want to report it, my foster..."
He couldn't say the rest of the words.
He was smeared on the neck by someone with yellow hair.
It turned out that just now, when everyone's attention was on the middle-aged man.
The yellow-haired man touched the rusty iron sheet on the ground, and when he heard the man say to report, he got up from the ground without hesitation.
He pounced forward quickly and fiercely, and with a murderous look in his eyes, he wiped the middle-aged man's neck.
The incident happened suddenly, giving no chance for others to react.
It was not until the middle-aged man's blood gushed out and he could not make any sound that everyone reacted.
Some people mistook Huangmao for a dangerous person and opened fire on him.
The moment the gunshot rang out, Meng Nian seemed to realize something and hurriedly called for a stop.
But it's too late.
When the gunfire stopped, Huangmao had been shot several times.
Blood was oozing out of several bloody holes, soaking his white shirt.
He was covered in blood, but he was smiling.
He roared out loudly with the last bit of his strength.
"...Finally, I finally killed you...adoptive father..."
These words seemed to drain the life out of him.
As the last word fell, his eyes became blank and his body fell heavily to the ground.
His eyes, unable to close, seemed to be staring at the broken hanging window on the wall.
Everyone just thought that he died with his eyes open.
No one noticed the last moments of his life after he fell.
His lips moved silently, opening and closing slightly, as if he was saying something.
The criminals have been brought to justice and everything is settled.
Someone stayed behind to clean up the aftermath, and the others left one after another.
They have a lot of tasks to do and won't waste time here.
After being carried onto a stretcher by the medical staff who arrived later.
Shen An breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's finally over."
After he got his phone back, a WeChat message popped up immediately.
Qin Manman: Brother Chen, you know it’s time to submit the manuscript.
Qin Manman: If you don’t hand it in, you can expect a series of fatal calls from the screenwriter. I won’t serve you as an assistant anymore.
Shen An then remembered that because of this mess, he hadn't written any of his manuscripts.
Petrified directly on the stretcher.
"I'd rather die at the hands of a criminal. I don't have any manuscripts left. I can't write anything."
…
The noise not far away did not impress the people watching on the top of the mountain at all.
The cold wind at dusk blew, making the others around shiver.
But among them was a woman in a white puffy dress.
But it was as if I was in a different world from them and I was completely unaware.
She looked away from her phone with an expressionless face.
No one dared to leave until she spoke.
A man in black behind him spoke carefully.
"Miss, we should go."
The next moment, the person who spoke was kicked to the ground by another person.
"How can you talk like that? Brother Qin is dead, and the eldest lady is our leader.
Why call me Miss? Call me Boss!"
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me, boss."
Qin Manman didn't say anything.
Her cold gaze was looking through the gloomy sky.
The end of the sight is the broken window of the factory.
After a long time, Qin Manman withdrew her gaze.
Stroking the dirty and broken teddy bear in his arms.
"Let's retreat. There's no point in staying any longer.
Be careful on the road and don't get caught by the police."
"yes."
The men in black began to retreat in an orderly manner.
Qin Manman didn't let out a breath until everyone disappeared at the top of the mountain.
“No one calls me boss anymore, but I don’t regret it.
Qi Yi, do you regret it?"
The wind on the top of the mountain was getting stronger and stronger, and Qin Manman's voice was carried away by the wind.
No one would answer her.
Qi Yi is Huangmao's name.
The cold wind lifted her long, smooth, black hair.
Her gaze shifted to the factory entrance, and she slowly raised her right hand in the evening breeze.
The middle finger with the silver ring slowly raised up and placed it against the lips.
"Shh, don't talk."
The wind is blowing.
Old newspapers were blown into the sky, and a missing person notice was published on the headlines.
In the photo, a little girl wearing a white puffy skirt is holding an exquisite stuffed bear and smiling happily.
It looks like a porcelain doll, beautiful and fragile.
Qin Manman on the top of the mountain gradually overlapped with the missing person photo in the old newspaper.
A pretty similar tutu skirt.
Exactly the same little bear doll, but covered in unknown dirt and with broken limbs.
The collision across time and space makes it difficult to distinguish old friends.
Huangmao's body was carried out at the factory gate.
On the middle finger of his drooping right hand.
Wearing a silver ring.
“Click.”
With Director Li’s call to stop, the filming of "Mystery" came to an end.
The originally quiet filming site suddenly became noisy.
"Great, it's finished, it's finished, I can rest for a few days.
After several months of intense filming, I've become so exhausted and thin."
"Don't you feel guilty when you say this? Look at the extra layer of fat on your belly.
Every time we distribute food, you eat the most. Others are getting thinner due to work, but you've gained weight."
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