Chapter 70: Did I Lose?

Chapter 70: Did I Lose? In the recording studio, Choi Sung-kook is still busy with his complete crime.

In the dark, there was a pair of eyes, staring at him all the time.

Sitting alone in front of the surveillance camera, Wu Zairong looked at the prey.

In this net that has been laid out a long time ago, there is an unconscious burlesque performance.

Yes, there are no lights.

The darkness of the night, coupled with the mask, the camera simply can't and can't capture his face.

There is also a bloated coat, and it is difficult to see his figure.

Such videos are useless.

It does not matter.

Wu Zairong put down the grain coffee, anyway, he didn't come to do this.

He was never a participant.

He's just here to see the show.

Isn't it?

From the time he appeared, Wu Zairong knew that this figure was Cui Chengguo, no matter how much disguise he made.

Even darkness can't stop Oh Jae-young's sight, nor can it stop Choi Sung-guk's low IQ.

Clumsy disguise, clumsy infiltration, clumsy venting of anger, clumsy destruction of the "songbook" he prepared for him.

Yes.

That song was supposed to be fake.

It took him half an hour to select a few niche songs from the Internet.

That's right, the bait is fake bait, not real.

There is no need to spend so much money against prey with such a low IQ.

However, the three pieces of paper on his body were real, in order to confirm the fact that he had committed a crime.

Oh Jae-young smiled mockingly.

Knock on the watch. Calculate the time in this way, and the main drama is about to start.

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The long smashing time finally passed, and Choi Sung-kook stuffed the file bag back.

Carefully check every corner you walk to see if there are any traces.

This is a complete crime, how can it leave a blemish?

At this moment, Cui Chengguo felt like the strange thief protagonist in the comics.

Punish the evil, do justice, and never leave any clues for the opponent.

Really, it would be perfect to have another beauty vase.

Carefully preparing to close the door, the smile on Cui Chengguo's face grew bigger and bigger.

Now it's just me.

The lights are on.

Ahh

The fell into the crotch of his pants.

Wu Zairong straightened up, with a playful face, and the show started.

Cui Chengguo's face was shocked, although he was wearing a mask, he faced Song Chenghao who was rushing from the parking lot and the security guards who were walking with him.

Lewd dress-up.

Open doors.

There is no doubt that this man is a thief.

Song Chenghao, who encountered this situation, was also stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

"Catch him." A roar.

Cui Chengguo also reacted, and ran away.

Run, run, run.

Ran away?

How can it be?

Cui Chengguo, who was addicted to alcohol, faced the security guard who was said to have been discharged from the army not long ago, and the agent who also exercised a lot of money, only ran two steps and was pressed to the ground.

Poor Cui Chengguo still wanted to struggle, but he was firmly controlled by the two.

His head was pressed to the ground, his forehead was pressed against the ground, and his hands were grabbed, and he couldn't move.

Seeing this, Wu Zairong also knew the final ending.

Can I say that it is not as expected?

Brother Cheng Hao is called by him. But Wu Jae-young didn't tell him the truth.

He pretended to be eating with his seniors outside, and asked Song Chenghao to help him go back to the recording studio to get something, but he didn't give him the key.

That's why the security guards are there too.

This is not a clever game, Wu Zairong admits.

But there will always be idiots who crash in, and Wu Zairong knows it.

In fact, when Cui Chengguo realized that it was too smooth, he already smelled the smell of danger, but with a brain capacity only the size of a sesame seed, he didn't convert this stimulus into information.

And Wu Zairong also knew that Cui Chengguo must have done this without the consent of Director Cui.

According to the cunning of Director Cui, how could he be allowed to do such a thing that was no different from looking for death?

was controlled, and Director Cui was also very dishonest, "Woo, let go of me, let go of me." "I guess it was because I was in pain after being captured.

Song Sung-ho ripped off one side of his mask.

"Choi Productions !!!"

No wonder I thought that voice was so familiar.

After all, he was experienced, and it only took a moment for Song Chenghao to understand that he was caught in the confrontation between Wu Jaerong and Director Cui.

Moreover, it became Wu Zairong's knife and was put to good use.

"It's me, Agent Song, it's me." Cui Chengguo really had a handful of snot and tears, "It's my own person." ”

Song Chengguo regained his cold face, "Guard, take him away and send him to the police station." ”

Ignoring Cui Chengguo's wailing, Song Chengguo took sides.

No matter how you look at it, now Oh Jae-young has caught the fatal death hole of Director Choi, isn't it?

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Looking at Cui Chengguo, who was almost held on the ground in the camera, Wu Jaeyoung took a sip of coffee.

Is it cruel?

But you have to adapt.

This circle is like that.

There is no simplicity and compassion, only success and failure.

It's not me that's wrong, it's the world.

Think about what Cui Chengguo is looking for in the past few days, who asked you to provoke me?

Pull out the USB drive and use your gloved hands.

The footage has been copied.

This is no longer a useless video, but a sword that can kill people.

He wrote a small program in the USB drive, which will not leave any traces, which Wu Zairong is very confident.

It's illegal to copy the company's surveillance without permission.

In that case, this procedure can also be lifted.

The program to keep the video of the surveillance as the previous image.

Wu Jae-young whistled, took his loot, and left.

Certainly didn't take away the coffee that forgot about yourself.

Why are you here?

This question is a good question, Wu Zairong smiled proudly.

Because the person who issued the emergency schedule is called Yoo Jae-seok.

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This morning, Wu Zairong dialed Brother Shi's phone.

"Brother Shi, can you do me a favor?"

"Yes, just talk to the PD, can you temporarily add me to the string of scenes?"

"Yes, as for the company, I would say that I personally agreed to the schedule before, but I forgot it."

"No, nothing happened, brother, don't worry about it."

"Well, well, then thank you, brother."

It only took an hour and a half, and on the pretext of having dinner with Liu Zaishi, Cui Chengguo was taken away.

Sitting in Liu Zaishi's car, Wu Zairong returned to the vicinity of the company.

"Brother Cheng Hao, I forgot to bring something, you can help me get it."

"Yes, in the studio."

"You don't have a key, by the way, doesn't the security guard have a backup?"

"Well, it's the small one, not the big one."

"That's hard brother."

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Then Choi Production, who has a low IQ.

To this day, you still think,

Did I lose?

PS (This counterattack, do you think you are still satisfied?) )