In the crowd, Gu Weiwei, who was standing beside Wang Yifu and smiling at him, suddenly looked at him, and then found Meng Feibai with a bored face not far away.

She was shocked, and suddenly gently pulled the corner of Wang Yifu's clothes.

"I'm a little unwell, I'll go back to my room first."

Wang Yifu paused for a moment, and then asked:

"What's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable? ”

Seeing the concerned look in Wang Yifu's eyes, Gu Weiwei's eyes flashed with a soft light, she shook her head with a smile, and said softly:

"It's a little stuffy, no matter what's worried about me."

Wang Yifu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then nodded with a smile.

Gu Weiwei apologized to the few people who were talking, and then walked towards the exit.

At this time, Meng Feibai was walking towards Wang Yifu with a wine glass.

Hey? How did she go?

Meng Feibai saw Gu Weiwei walking towards the elevator alone, but he didn't think much about it.

At this time, Wang Yifu also noticed him, so he smiled at him.

"Several, this is Meng Feibai, a rising star in the Asia-Pacific music scene in the future."

After Meng Feibai walked to Wang Yifu's side, Wang Yifu warmly introduced him to several people around him, so Meng Feibai had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart for the time being, and politely greeted several industry insiders who were good friends with Wang Yifu with a smile.

After a while, Wang Yifu noticed that Meng Feibai seemed to have something to say to himself, so he took him out of the crowd.

"I heard you're working on a new album? How about it, do you want to write another song for my brother by the way? ”

Wang Yifu picked up two glasses of wine from the tray of the waiter beside him and handed them to Meng Feibai with a smile.

Meng Feibai rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said angrily:

"What are you talking about, we are familiar with each other, but you can't empty the white wolf."

"Hahahaha."

Wang Yifu let out a hearty laugh when he heard this, patted Meng Feibai on the shoulder and said:

"I don't take you for nothing, I have a good resource for music variety shows, if your song can satisfy me, how about I find a relationship and let the program team take you to play together?"

Meng Feibai quickly thought about it in his heart, nodded and agreed.

"I'll write it and send it to you when I get back."

"Refreshing!"

Wang Yifu smiled and touched the cup with Meng Feibai, and after the two chatted casually, Meng Feibai finally asked the question in his heart.

"You're here with that girl named Gu Weiwei today? Aren't you afraid of the media finding out about your relationship? ”

Wang Yifu, who was in a good mood, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then an unnatural look flashed in his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said lightly:

"Weiwei is now my agent, so I don't have to worry about being discovered by the media."

"Ha ???"

Meng Feibai couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

"She's your agent? And what about the agent before you? ”

Meng Feibai thought of Lin Jiayin, who seemed to have no arrogance, was gentle to others, and could get along with Ning Jiang'er's little girl, so he blurted out.

Wang Yifu's mood became a little low when he heard this, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then said a little sullenly:

"I don't know, I suddenly couldn't contact her a week ago, the company has already reported the case to the police, as for Weiwei, I recommended it to the company to temporarily replace Jiayin."

"Missing? Is it in Jiangdu? ”

Out of professional habits, Meng Feibai subconsciously thought of the infected, so he asked in a somewhat serious tone.

"Uh..."

Meng Feibai's sudden seriousness made Wang Yifu a little uncomfortable, and he subconsciously nodded and said:

"I guess I saw her the day before, and she said she was going to attend an event with me the next day, and she disappeared."

"A week ago..."

Meng Feibai thought to himself for a moment when he heard this, and then shook his head a little helplessly.

"If it is, it's too late..."

"Huh? What did you say? ”

Wang Yifu asked suspiciously.

"Ah, nothing."

Meng Feibai, who was pondering, suddenly woke up and said with a smile:

"I happen to know people from the Jiangdu public security system, and I asked them to help find it when I go back, how could such a big person disappear without making a sound."

Wang Yifu was pouring wine, and after hearing Meng Feibai's words, the hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and his eyes became a little erratic, Meng Feibai saw his reaction in his eyes, and frowned slightly unconsciously.

"Then I'm sorry for you, I didn't expect you to have friends in the public security system, hahahaha."

Wang Yifu quickly adjusted his state and laughed.

Meng Feibai, who had doubts in his heart, did not show anything unusual, but continued to gossip with Wang Yifu while slowly releasing his mental power to envelop his whole body, sensing inch by inch.

Five minutes later, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't feel anything, and at the same time let go of his vigilance against Wang Yifu.

"Okay, it's not too early, I should go and meet up with my agent, you can go back and rest early, don't let your little Weiwei wait for a long time, hahahaha."

Meng Feibai teased Wang Yifu with a cheap face.

Hearing this, Wang Yifu pretended to be angry and hammered Meng Feibai twice, and then the two said goodbye.

......

A week later.

Meng Feibai, who went to Jiangdu because of the event, met Wang Yifu again.

However, after only a week, Meng Feibai found that Wang Yifu's mental state was much worse, so after finishing work in the evening, he called Wang Yifu, and the two went to a bar opened by industry insiders only for artists.

Wang Yifu has been drinking since he sat down, Meng Feibai tried to ask a few times, but failed to ask any useful information, seeing Wang Yifu's expression was wilting and dying, Meng Feibai unconsciously began to gossip.

This goods, didn't you break up with Gu Weiwei?

It can't be so sudden, can it? How was it a week ago?

"I said, you won't break up with Gu Weiwei, right?"

Meng Feibai finally couldn't hold back, and asked with the intention of drinking.

After hearing Meng Feibai's words, Wang Yifu's body suddenly trembled, he raised his head to look at Meng Feibai, who was gossipy, shook his head with a complicated expression after a while, picked up the wine glass and drank the liquid in the cup again.

After putting down his glass, he leaned back in his chair and looked up at the spotlights that swung back and forth on the ceiling, letting his thoughts drift farther and farther away.

Two weeks ago, when the news of Lin Jiayin's disappearance first came, he had an ominous premonition, but he was unwilling to face it, nor did he want to think about it, and kept telling himself in his heart that Lin Jiayin was indeed missing.

Until two days ago, when he was cleaning up the bedroom, he suddenly found a necklace on Gu Weiwei's dresser, and that necklace, he remembered clearly, belonged to Lin Jiayin, and it was a relic left to her by her deceased mother, she had always worn it on her body and never left her.

This sudden scene made Wang Yifu, who had been burying his head in the soil like an ostrich, unable to stand it anymore.

He found Gu Weiwei with red eyes, but what he didn't expect was that in the face of his own questioning, Gu Weiwei generously admitted the fact that he had killed Lin Jiayin.

"She didn't like me, I could tell she liked you, so I killed her."

Wang Yifu can still remember Gu Weiwei's expression when he said this, it was so natural, that way... Scared him.

Half an hour later, Wang Yifu, who was bent on getting drunk, finally got drunk.

And Meng Feibai, who had not heard a word of gossip until now, complained depressedly for two sentences, and had no choice but to pick up Wang Yifu, who was already delirious, and walked out of the bar.

"Hey, which hotel are you staying in?"

Meng Feibai stood on the side of the road and asked loudly while stretching out his hand to stop the car.

In response to him, only Wang Yifu's muttered words were answered.

"Damn..."

Wang Yifu shook his head helplessly and decided to take him back to the hotel where he was staying.

After stopping a taxi, he first stuffed Mr. Wang into the back seat, then sat next to him and explained the hotel address to the driver.

"Hmm..."

Wang Yifu's muddy body involuntarily leaned on Meng Feibai's body, and the turbid wine couldn't stop spraying on Meng Feibai's face.

Meng Feibai felt helpless, so he decided to give him a little mental power to help him sober up like he did last time, and just when his hand was on Wang Yifu's back, Wang Yifu suddenly said something that made Meng Feibai's hairs stand on end.

“... Slightly... Jiayin is innocent... You shouldn't have killed her..."