Qin Ziyou left An Tianhan's house, thinking about the events of last night, the quarrel with his father, and the words of those people, the truth of the year.

His father's deception made Qin Ziyou's steps feel like lead, so heavy that he wanted to sit on the side of the road to rest.

I'm so tired, my heart is very stuffy, my head hurts, and the more I think about things, the more uncomfortable I become.

Qin Ziyou sat on a bench on the side of the road, raised his head with his eyes closed, and let his body casually lay on the chair.

Chubby put on a navy blue sweater, slept groggily and walked down from the second floor, at the corner of the stairs, because he didn't notice the open window, almost hit it.

Because of this sudden accident, Chubby leaned forward and held on to the windowsill.

Chubby noticed that on the right side of the open space in front of the supermarket, there was a man slumped on a bench on the side of the road, a khaki tweed coat, a black sweater, and a white shirt, although his head was not visible.

But Chubby, with his first instinct, that person was the one who drank too much last night.

Chubby looked at the cash register on the first floor, and he didn't have time to give him the money last night.

Chubby hurriedly ran downstairs, and when he was about to get to him, he slowed down and walked cautiously to his side, poking his head out, it was the same person last night.

"Hello."

Chubby said very carefully.

He should have been fine last night, with gauze on his forehead and no blood on his face and hands.

Yan Kongyang opened his eyes and glanced at him, then closed them again.

"Hello."

This time he didn't open his eyes.

Chubby took out an envelope containing the money.

"Here's the money you left over from buying something from me last night."

Chubby didn't dare to say that he was buying beer.

"Go away."

Yan Kongyang's voice could only be heard by the two of them.

I wanted to be quiet for a while, but I was disturbed by this fat man.

"That."

Chubby was about to speak, but he opened his eyes and glared at himself.

"Okay, you rest, excuse me."

Chubby walked away slowly with some worry, his state was still not right, although the wound was treated.

If he stays there, he's going to catch a cold.

Chubby quickly returned to the store and put the envelope back in its place.

Chubby took out a thermos cup from the cabinet behind the cash register, and then brewed a cup of honey water.

Finally, Chubby quickly ran to the innermost shelf and took out a dark purple blanket that was packed in a bag.

Chubby walked out of the supermarket quickly, and when he was about to get to him, he slowed down and carefully placed the blanket and thermos cup on his left hand.

Qin Ziyou felt that he was standing beside him alone, standing for a long time, and he was not ready to leave, Qin Ziyou opened his eyes impatiently, he was still the fat man.

But without waiting for Qin Ziyou to speak, the fat man put the new blanket and a thermos cup in his hand to his left hand.

The fat man smiled innocently, didn't say anything, and seeing that he didn't react in the slightest, he immediately put away his smile and pushed the blanket and thermos cup to his side with a stern face.

"Honey water, hangover cure."

Chubby saw that he didn't mean to drink at all, so he took a few steps back and went back to the store to continue his work.

Chubby returned to the store and looked behind him when he walked to the door, where he was still sitting motionless, indifferent to the honey water and blanket beside him.

It's already seven o'clock, and it's time to make breakfast.

Chubby went back to the second floor and walked to the kitchen.

The kitchen window was facing the supermarket, and anyone could see it when they entered the supermarket, and of course the injured person.

Chubby threw the rice into the pot and looked at the injured man, who picked up the thermos and took a sip.

But the blanket was still there.

Qin Ziyou had a terrible headache, and there was no way to rest with his eyes closed.

Qin Ziyou stared at the thermos cup on the left, which seemed to be honey water.

Qin Ziyou hesitated a little, and looked back at the supermarket, the door was open, and there seemed to be no one on the first floor.

Qin Ziyou heard a little noise and looked up at the second floor, where the fat man was cooking in the kitchen by the window on the second floor.

He's very skilled.

Qin Ziyou drank a little first, it tasted good, Qin Ziyou drank it in a big gulp, and after a while, all the honey water was drunk.

Qin Ziyou picked up the blanket that had not been opened, sat on the side of the road and still didn't say anything, got up, took the thermos cup, and took a deep breath.

Anyway, let's go home first.

Go home?

It's funny, is it still there?

A place full of lies, look at yourself as you are, a person who sits on the side of the road, does not know whether it is warm or cold, and lives on the handouts of others.

Thinking of this, Qin Ziyou laughed out loud and laughed.

Obviously he was laughing at others two days ago, but today he has become a stupid person who sleeps on the streets, and he can't even figure out what is going on, and only knows revenge.

It's ridiculous.

Qin Ziyou walked into the supermarket and put the blanket and thermos cup at the cash register.

Next to the computer was a box containing palm-sized cards with the order phone number written on it.

It can be delivered to your door.

This supermarket is simply furnished, but the shelves are rich and clean.

Although there are many types, they are placed in an orderly manner and are not cluttered.

Toy dolls and comics can be found everywhere, and their funny images and cute shapes make this store look more suitable for children.

Qin Ziyou looked around, turned around and walked to the door.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Qin Ziyou looked to the left, and the fat man was holding chopsticks and standing at the corner of the stairs.

"I just got it done. If you haven't eaten it, you can eat some. ”

Qin Ziyou was wary of his enthusiasm.

A person, a stranger, a stranger is so welcoming to another stranger, just brought you honey water and a new blanket nice, and invited you to breakfast.

If he returns the change that he did not find out to the original owner, I can understand that he found it on his conscience after seeing it the next night or the next day, or he was afraid of being discovered.

But what he did just now, I really can't explain and accept.

"No thanks."

Qin Ziyou raised his feet and was about to take a step out to leave the supermarket, but the fat man didn't seem to give up his invitation.

"You drank so much last night, it's not good to have an empty stomach in the morning."

Chubby proudly spoke of his helpful behavior.

But there was no expression on his face, and his words made him very impatient.

"No money."

The more Chubby spoke, the quieter his voice became.

He seemed to doubt himself, could it be that I was too enthusiastic?

Or does he recognize life and don't like to contact people?

Chubby looked at the injured friend who was facing the door.

"The place to eat is on the second floor, and I've already done it."

Chubby didn't want to give up because the person didn't seem to be in very good shape.

Qin Ziyou was a little hesitant, but his suspicion still didn't let him continue to move forward.

Qin Ziyou moved his steps again, this time not forward, but to the left, and stepped up the stairs.

For his choice, the fat man seems to be very happy.

When Qin Ziyou passed by him, he found that he had two large deep dimples.

Qin Ziyou followed him to the second floor, directly opposite the kitchen, and on the right was the window, in front of which was a folding round table.

The second floor, like the first floor, can be seen everywhere with the image of the doll in the manga.

A wooden balustrade separates the staircase from the living room on the left, not so much the living room as the sum of the living room and bedroom.

Dark purple striped sofa with a color that has faded over time.

Next to the sofa is an old bookshelf with a lot of comic books.

Directly in front of the sofa is a wooden coffee table with a pot of spider plants on it.

Qin Ziyou stood in place and looked at the second floor, which was about forty square meters.

This was where he rested, and a map of the world hung in it, on the wall facing the window, and it was folded and yellowed.

Underneath the map is a double bed with a gray square pattern on the sheets, which are so clean that the colors on them fade a little.

Opposite the couch is a TV, and to the left of the TV is a fish tank with several small colored fish.

Qin Ziyou sat down at the round table and looked out the window on the right, from which he could clearly see the bench.

The fat man was busy in the kitchen with his back to him, and after a while, two bowls of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork with millet were placed in front of his eyes.

Immediately after, a plate of fried buns was brought out from the kitchen.

Finally, a plate of mustard and chopsticks.

Qin Ziyou didn't expect that in such a short time, he could prepare such a complete breakfast.

Xiaopang picked up the bowl and prepared to eat, but the person sitting opposite him was a little restrained and did not move the chopsticks.

"Eat! It's not toxic, don't worry. ”

Chubby opened his mouth wide and began to eat, trying to whet his appetite.

Qin Ziyou looked at the dishes and chopsticks and his surroundings with some discomfort, what did he think?

Why do you want to come up for breakfast?

Qin Ziyou picked up the bowl and politely took a sip of porridge, which tasted very good.

When Qin Ziyou was about to take the second sip, he saw that the fat man opposite was putting the chopsticks on the plate, on the top of the fried bun.

Chubby is a little overwhelmed, is he doing something wrong?

Or the fried bun I was holding was what he was just going to eat.

Chubby put the fried bun unhurriedly into the small bowl at his hand.

Qin Ziyou put down the porridge and looked at the fried buns in the small bowl, at this time the fat man was picking up another fried bun and eating it, and it was very fragrant.

In the face of a stranger, why would he eat so deliciously.

He invited an unknown man upstairs for breakfast.

It can be seen that the second floor is his living area, and the first floor is his work area.

Let a stranger casually come to his own house for breakfast?

Although he has always had good intentions, Qin Ziyou always feels uncomfortable.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

When Xiaopang heard this, he first laughed, and then continued to drink porridge.

"Are you a bad person?"

The fat man's indifferent rhetorical question made Qin Ziyou suddenly not know how to answer, and instantly felt that he was ridiculous.

Am I a bad person?

Hehe, a supermarket owner thinks I'm a good person, and he invites a stranger he doesn't know, a person who is considered a good person, to his house for breakfast.

"Do you think it's strange that I'm inviting you to breakfast? Afraid I'm the bad guy? ”

In front of this supermarket owner, Qin Ziyou suddenly felt very ignorant.

It seems that his own doubts are narrow-minded in his eyes.

Two big men, early in the morning, were discussing who was the bad guy?

Even if I'm a bad person, what can I do with this supermarket owner?

If he's a bad guy and I've already eaten the rice he cooked, what's the point of asking me now?

But Qin Ziyou still wanted to ask the truth, even if he continued to ask those questions that he would feel stupid to think about in the future, or that the supermarket owner could easily answer.

"If you think I'm a good person, then why would you be so enthusiastic about a stranger and invite you to eat after delivering something? We hadn't seen that before. ”

Chubby was eating breakfast and didn't pay much attention to his question.

"I can't watch you get cold, can I?"

Chubby smiled and looked at the young man across from him with a bunch of questions, looking at him, his IQ didn't look like there was any problem, how could he ask such a simple question.

"Besides, you drank too much last night, and you still have blood on your body."

Chubby continued to eat his breakfast with his head down.

"If you drink too much, you should drink more honey water the next morning. Also, breakfast the next day is very important. I'm going to have breakfast anyway, so I'll bring you one. Don't want money, you don't worry. ”

"It's that simple?"

It was the first time Qin Ziyou had received such a concise answer from a person's mouth.

It wasn't so much that he was concise, but that he didn't answer at all.

He helped himself to be completely in a good position for that person, but what was that for.

He put his lifestyle on me, and in doing so, it only made my head and stomach feel better when I sobered up the next day.

But in my case, I really can't understand what he thinks, and I can't think of anything that can be done.

"How complicated is that?"

Chubby patronized to answer the question, and the fried buns in the bowl were only half eaten.

"Why is life so complicated?"

Chubby stuffed the rest of the fried buns into his mouth.

Due to his simplicity and rudeness, the last few words of the guide zhì are blurred.

The fat man's words made Qin Ziyou stunned for a few seconds, in his eyes I was "complicated"

。

No reason, no reason, his idea is as simple as that.

Qin Ziyou looked around again, and could see that he was very satisfied with the life in front of him, even if it was an old TV on a scratched glass TV stand, the floor was a dark floor that was popular many years ago, the walls had slight cracks, and the center of the roof was just a simple spiral energy-saving lamp.

A small supermarket, a two-story building, his life is no longer simple, upstairs and downstairs is nothing more.

Why is this kind of life so delicious?

Where is his happiness?

Why do I think he's happy?

Am I not happy myself?

Am I unhappy?

Qin Ziyou asked himself for the first time, are you unhappy?

Before he met him, he had never thought about his life, not even the word happiness.

This person seemed to have a kind of magic, and he made Qin Ziyou start to reflect on himself.

When Chubby finished breakfast and was about to clean up his dishes and chopsticks, he heard wind chimes downstairs.

"You eat slowly, I'll go downstairs first."

Chubby walked to the top of the stairs.

"You can just let it go after eating, and I'll come up and clean it up later."

Chubby walked quickly downstairs, a girl with a shoulder bag, who lived in the upscale apartment in front of her.

Niemann walked to the supermarket, took bread and milk, and walked to the cash register.

"More money?"

"Ten pieces."

Chubby bagged the two things.

"How's the bean?"

Niemann opened his wallet and handed ten dollars to the supermarket owner opposite.

"It's fine, but my mother said that it would be better for her to take care of it, and sometimes I can't take care of it when I'm busy."

"Looks like we'll not see it for a while."

Niemann took the pocket that Chubby had handed over.

"Thank you."

"Walk slowly."

Sending this one away, several young people who bought breakfast for themselves came to the supermarket one after another.

It's not instant noodles, sausages, or bread and milk, I really don't know why young people nowadays don't like to eat rice so much, and it's past breakfast time when they eat these.

Qin Ziyou finished eating and walked downstairs, and there were no customers in the supermarket at this time.

The fat man is wiping the milky white plastic table in front of the supermarket.

Next to the table are four round plastic backrest armchairs.

"Do you live here alone?"

Qin Ziyou walked over to the fat man who was washing rags in the red bucket with his head down.

"Yes."

Chubby wrung out the water in the rag, glanced up at Qin Ziyou, and then continued to wipe the table.

"My mom, my dad, and my brother live in that neighborhood."

Chubby pointed to the back of the supermarket.

"How did you open a 24-hour supermarket here?"

The fat man finished wiping the table and began to wipe the chair.

"It's my dad who opened it a long time ago. My mom and dad came from the countryside, and it was very hard to support the family at first. Later, working part-time to earn some money, the two of them opened this supermarket. However, at the time, it was still a commissary. At that time, our whole family income came from here. Later, my mom and dad got older, and my younger brother had to go to school, so I didn't want them to be too tired. I quit my job and helped out in the store. Actually, I didn't have a job, I was just a temporary worker, just working as a security guard for others. ”

Speaking of this, the fat man laughed a little embarrassed.

Qin Ziyou saw the big dimples on his face again.

His eyes turned into a line when he laughed.

Because of his small head, Qin Ziyou thought of the characters in Japanese cartoons, but Qin Ziyou couldn't remember which characters in cartoons.

Chubby walked over to the red plastic bucket and washed the rag again.

"Actually, I'm not a 24-hour supermarket here. Because I live upstairs, if I come to buy something at night, just press the doorbell and I'll open the door. ”

Qin Ziyou wanted to ask him why he didn't go to find another job, guarding this supermarket that could only maintain a basic life, it was better to find a job from 9 to 5 in the morning.

Hearing his answer, Qin Ziyou already knew that this question no longer made any sense.

"Do you still deliver it to your door?"

"Oh, that! There are more elderly people in the community, some of them are inconvenient for their legs and feet, or their children are not around, and it is inconvenient for them to come here to buy things. Rice, white flour, soybean oil or something, how can an old man carry it, do you say no? ”

The fat man seems to be happy with this and has no complaints.

"You're interested in geography?"

Qin Ziyou had just finished eating on the second floor and checked the world map, on which there were many circles circled by black pens, from home to abroad.

When Qin Ziyou was wondering, he noticed a book that was placed on the bedside table, and the author of the book was British.

This book is about a love story that takes place in Greece and is a love story between a man and a woman who meet in Greece.

Below the book is an American writer about things in the mall.

The bottom one is about the war years, the rise and fall of a family.

Qin Ziyou saw the books on the bookshelf next to him, in addition to Japanese comics, he also liked a lot of literary works, some of which were popular recently, and he had them.

At the top of the shelves are Chinese history books, arranged one by one.

I didn't expect him to be a literary and artistic youth.

"I see a world map hanging on your second floor?"

"Everyone wants to walk around and enrich themselves. Although I don't read much, I know that it is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles. ”

Xiaopang saw the question in Qin Ziyou's eyes, so he continued to answer this unspoken question.

"Where do you need money? Besides, if I close the store for a few days, who will make the money? Although my brother is working now, I still have to work to support my mom and dad! Sometimes, I also want to be like the young people on TV, who don't care about anything, walk around in style, carry a bag and go. But when you turn around and look at reality, how is that possible? As soon as my supermarket closes, people nearby need to walk a little more to buy things, and young people nowadays would rather walk less than more, otherwise how can online shopping be so popular. ”

Chubby finished wiping the table and stood up to rest.

"Those old people, their legs and feet are inconvenient, if I rest, there will be no one to deliver them to them."

Qin Ziyou nodded, not knowing what to say.

Qin Ziyou felt sorry for the question he raised.

Qin Ziyou had never considered the problem he was talking about, and a supermarket owner who was open 24 hours would have such concerns.

I have never worried about the tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in my life, and I have never paid attention to the trivial things in life.

But these little things are tightly tied to this man, and what he wants to do has never been realized.

However, he is almost always very calm about this.

This state is definitely not a manifestation of resignation, but a mood of loving one's own life.

When the conversation between the two suddenly stopped, an aunt who was not tall and emaciated appeared.

Fat returned to the store with a bucket, and after the aunt bought a bottle of soy sauce and two bags of salt, Fat smiled and talked to the aunt while bagging things, collecting money, and looking for money.

The aunt likes Chubby very much, and there is no generation gap between him and his aunt.

From time to time, I can still hear my aunt being amused by Chubby.

When the aunt laughs, she will use her hand to cover her mouth, which is missing a few teeth.

Qin Ziyou stood at the door and watched the fat man's every move, whether he would be like this one day, or accept his own life, don't resist.

Although there are helplessness and constraints in his life, those things are used by him very well, they do not become his troubles in the slightest, but can be said very naturally, without any complaints and feelings of injustice in life.

After the troubled boy left, Chubby saw that there was no one in the store, so he returned to the second floor to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Chubby walked to the table, where the chopsticks had been cleaned and placed on the table.

There was a note on the table, "Thank you for your breakfast"

, the handwriting is really beautiful.

Chubby looked down from the window, the "problem boy"

Standing on the side of the road, I got into a taxi and left.

When Qin Ziyou returned home, it was his mother who opened the door.

Qin Ziyou smiled at his mother, and when he passed by the living room on the left-hand side, his father was sitting on the sofa.

Sitting alone on a single sofa facing himself, Chen Hanlong.

The moment the two men appeared on their own, they stopped talking.

Qin Ziyou glanced at his father, who was good at making up lies, expressionlessly.

Qin Feng followed his son up the stairs, and his son disappeared overnight.

Since he was a child, his son has never quarreled with his parents or talked back.

For his parents' requests, he will always sit at the best.

But now there seems to be an irreparable rift between their father and son, and a premonition tells Qin Feng that this family is already crumbling.

The son had injuries on his face and blood stains on his clothes, but the son had no intention of saying a word to himself because of the matter with his husband.

But he insisted on not leaving, and his son walked to the door and said, "I'm fine, let me stay alone for a while"

, and then slam the door shut.

But Qin Ziyou didn't want to say anything to himself, he could understand it.

The husband is the head of the family, and he won't say much about things between men.

But I don't want to see conflicts between my son and my husband.

Now I can't control the affairs between their men, but I am very worried about the injury on my son's head, and just looking at the blood stains on his clothes has made my heart beat faster.

Qin Qiang was very helpless about his son's indifference.

But no matter what, I still need to talk to my son.

"How could An Tianhan suddenly investigate Yuanxiang Law Firm?"

Qin Qiang continued with the topic just now.

"I think she has time now, but it's only for the investigative stage, and the results will be out next week."

"According to what you know about An Tianhan, what does she know will happen?"

"She will protect Kong Yanna."

Chen Hanlong said very firmly.

Qin Qiang nodded.

"It's Qiao Kaiyi's daughter's style of doing things."

Qin Qiang stroked the beard on his chin.

"As long as the money is transferred out, Kong Yanna doesn't care about her, a person with no value."

"The money will probably take another week, Kong Yanna I have already sent someone to monitor it, there will be no problem."

"If she has a problem, she will hand over all the evidence we have to the police, and we don't need us to clean her up."

Qin Qiang laughed.

"The Blue Continent Bay Hotel will open next week, and we must be ready to do it when the time comes."

"Understood."

Chen Hanlong left Qin Qiang's big villa, turned left when he went out, and a black car stopped on the left side of the villa.

A street that can only accommodate two cars at a time, with natural parasols spilling from the foliage within the walls on both sides.

"Our Young Master Qin seems to have some new ideas recently."

"Do you want a warning?"

Song Song sat in the co-pilot with his right hand on the side of the window, his left hand supporting his chin, and his right index finger on his temple.

Song Song didn't notice this problem himself, whenever he thought about something or wanted to do something, he would do it.

Chen Hanlong is very familiar with the action, when he threw the bomb into the trash can with him on the overpass that night, Song Song's action and his innocent look.

"I think we need to cooperate, if this warning doesn't work well, then Senior Young Master Qin will fight back against us, he is more difficult to deal with than Qiao Moyu."

Chen Hanlong and Song Song looked at each other and smiled.

Song Song got out of the car and walked backwards.

Chen Hanlong watched Song Song climb over the wall in the rearview mirror and drove away.

After Qin Qiang and Chen Hanlong finished chatting, Chen Hanlong put on a cap when he left.

Qin Feng walked down from downstairs and saw this thin man, he was very mysterious every time he appeared.

And her husband didn't have any explanation for his appearance, Qin Feng knew that this was a matter between their men, and she shouldn't ask more.

However, Qin Feng knew that this person must be related to the Qiao Group.

Previously, this person had never been at home.

It's the first time I've seen it myself.

"I think you should talk to your son."

"I know."

Qin Qiang patted his wife on the shoulder and walked to the stairs.

Qin Ziyou returned to the room and threw all the clothes on his body onto the leather sofa with a dark coffee three-seater.

Qin Ziyou walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, tearing off the gauze on his forehead, the wound seemed to have been sealed with blood.

Qin Ziyou walked under the shower, and hot water flowed from the top of his head.

The glass surrounding him was quickly covered with steam, and Qin Ziyou opened his eyes to look at the glass wall that had become opaque.

A terrible thought came to his mind, and Qin Ziyou quickly wiped the steam off the glass in front of him with his hand.

Tong Guò was wiped off the steam glass, and Qin Ziyou saw himself in the mirror outside.

In the mirror, on the upper body of Qin Ziyou**, there are two scars about five centimeters parallel to the right collarbone, and there is a scar about ten centimeters long on the left chest.

They are created at the same time as the scar on the right side of the bridge of the nose, but unlike the scar on the nose, they are long, elongated.

And the scar on the bridge of the nose is crescent-shaped.

Qin Ziyou left the bathroom after taking a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Qin Ziyou passed by the middle of the bedroom and threw the clothes on the sofa into the washing machine in the bathroom.

Why didn't you take off your clothes in the bathroom just now, and now you have to take a second trip?

Qin Ziyou walked out of the bathroom, walked back to the rest area of the bedroom, picked up the remote control on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and pressed the button to turn on the TV.

Then I took the remote control and walked to the office area on the other side of the bedroom, with the window to the right of the desk.

Qin Ziyou threw the remote control on the desk, bent down and pressed the knob of the power button.

When the computer's display screen lit up, Qin Ziyou smiled, that is, he turned on the TV and the computer, what were he going to do?

When the computer is turned on, one is placed in the bottom left corner named "ATH"

The text of the jiàn clip.

It was a text jiàn clip specially set up for An Tianhan.

At that time, An Tianhan drove to chase the bald robber, An Tianhan drove a car on the road and was taken to the police station.

But at the door of the police station, Qin Ziyou still remembers that An Tianhan was wearing a white shirt at the time, and there was a circular tattoo blocked by gauze on the inside of her right upper arm, near her elbow, which was exactly gear-like.

Qin Ziyou deliberately checked it after returning home at that time, and the gear tattoo and An Tianhan's driving skills had to make Qin Ziyou suspect her.

In addition, the doctor said that An Tianhan's right arm had been injured before.

This made Qin Ziyou think of something very simply.

Qin Ziyou searched the Internet for news and videos about accidents in racing races.

Sure enough, it was reported in the news more than a year ago that a female racer had an accident at the final corner of the race.

Qin Ziyou put all the news pictures and videos at that time into this article folder.

At the time, it was just out of curiosity, and at the same time, I wanted to find more windfall that could help me.

However, Qin Ziyou looked at it several times, but he didn't find it.

Qin Ziyou reopened the text folder, reopened the photo, and enlarged it.

If there is nothing, remove them all like yourself.

Qin Ziyou never liked to leave some useless things in the memory.

Qin Ziyou looked at the photo carefully, the burning racing car, An Tianhan was lifted out of the car, and a group of people ran towards the burning racing car.

One of them asked Qin Ziyou to stop his gaze, this woman with long hair and a black suit seemed to be, Luo Weiwei.

Qin Ziyou put the picture to the maximum, but the picture was distorted because of the enlargement.

Qin Ziyou opened the first video, the video was the broadcast video at that time, because it was to shoot the moment when the winner won the victory, the video was shot from a distance, and the video after the accident could not be seen at all.

Qin Ziyou re-found the video at that time on the Internet, which should have been filmed by the audience at that time, or the video shot by the reporter that was not broadcast by the TV station.

Find one, the photographer is at the finish line, the camera is focused on the final sprint route, and a car has an accident at the corner and crashes into the perimeter board.

The position of this photographer is a little far away, and I only see a woman running over after the accident, a back, without a straight face.

Qin Ziyou continued to look for videos, and finally found a video that was relatively close.

The photographer was located opposite the woman just now, just behind the accident.

When the accident happened, his video clearly showed that among the crowd that ran in from outside the field, the person who rushed to the front in the middle position was Luo Weiwei.

Luo Weiwei and An Tianhan know each other, what is the relationship with them?

Looking at her outfit, she should be a staff member, and she also has a work card on her chest.

Could she be?

Five years ago, Luo Weiwei joined Qiao's Group.

Luo Weiwei refused at first, why did she suddenly join Qiao's Group, what happened five years ago?