Chapter Thirty-Eight, Dream Express: I Want to Have a Concert (5)

"You...... You mean to kill people, right? Jiuya was a little scared, and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Fuchen's clothes.

"Don't you just want to know about me? I'll stay here for a few days, won't you all know about it? If you have money to make good money, you have to get yourself into trouble! One by one, he stepped on the million, walked to Gounod's side, and found a comfortable place to sit down.

Guno gave Cheng Tao a look, Cheng Tao set up the unconscious takeaway brother and dragged him downstairs, Jiuya was afraid that the dusty dumplings in the house would eat the million as garbage, and quickly picked it up and put it on the table.

It was deathly silence again, none of the four of them spoke first, and the silent stalemate continued, and I don't know how long it took for panicked footsteps to come from downstairs, probably because the takeaway brother woke up and ran away.

"Phew, it's not good for anyone to continue the stalemate." Jiuya couldn't help it, took a deep breath, and spoke, "How long have you been spying on us?" ”

"I didn't have that time to spare, I just investigated you before I came." One by one, we do not shy away from it.

"Why are you investigating us?" Jiuya looked at Guno and Fuchen with their eyes encouraging them to continue asking, so they had to admit that they were unlucky and continue to ask.

"It's not just about you, I've investigated the whole street, foreign countries are too chaotic, there are no trustworthy people and things, I have developed a habit of investigating first when I go to a place." Yiyi leaned on the back of the sofa and spoke calmly, not like lying, the three of them couldn't see Yiyi's face because of the ice pack, so they could only choose to believe it.

"Are you Insinuo?"

"How shall I answer this question to you? Some people want me to be, some people don't, but I do have a foreign passport that says Insinuo. ”

"Then why did you approach us with Eiyi one by one?"

"I see, are you afraid that I will harm you? Hehe, we didn't think of one thing, since I asked you to do something, I should believe you and tell you a story. ”

"30 years ago, the adopted daughter of a rich family was abandoned by her fiancΓ© and fell on this street, met someone who could bring her warmth, and the two fell in love and agreed to elope together, but the result was similar to the TV series, the matter was revealed, and the man disappeared without a trace! A woman who is pregnant or an adopted daughter is naturally swept away, and she smuggled into a foreign country to raise a child by being a mistress for a rich man...... Whew, do you still want to listen? Yiyi's voice has changed, and he still can't see his expression when the ice pack covers his face.

"Fuchen, take him to the room." Jiuya handed the key to the guest room to Fuchen, she had already made up a tragedy in her head.

"Thank you for your understanding." Yiyi's voice was still choked, but when he entered the room, he put down the ice pack and smiled: "Hehe, I'm a professional actor, will I let you catch the handle?" ”

"Snow, Snow, Snow...... Gounod! Jiuya stared at Gounod with sharp eyes, "Your son?" ”

"No, but his story reminds me of something, it's just a different version."

"What's the story?"

"Tomorrow, I'll test him tomorrow, and I suddenly understand why it's a concert." Gounod didn't continue to explain and got up and went downstairs and left, one by one, it's really because of himself that such a rustic name can't be made.

"Don't you all sleep?" One by one, when they came out of the guest room, they saw Jiuya and Fuchen sitting at the counter and the other on the sofa, and their eyes were fixed on the one million on the table.

"What? You guys like money so much? Are you reluctant to save it? ”

"Ying Yiyi, is it fun to deceive people? A story full of holes made me think about it all night! I thought you were a poor person! Jiuya rubbed her bloodshot eyes and posed as fierce.

"Hehe, what I said is just a story, you have to think it's my story, I can't help it."

"I really should let Ba Ji see that the son of Si Nuo he admires is a hypocrite."

"You say I'm a hypocrite, do you have proof?"

"Coincidentally, in the middle of the night last night, a paparazzi released a message that the strip of cloth that smashed Yin Sinuo into a vegetative person was artificially destroyed."

"Yes, and even more coincidentally, the police controlled a team of terrorists who admitted that they were behind the scenes, and they were not real terrorists." Jiuya and Fuchen sang and deliberately said it to one by one.

"What do you say all this has to do with me?"

"You've calculated your plan to suspect you! That's amazing! Awesome! ”

Yiyi's performance was a little unnatural, he couldn't figure out how these people could become so smart just one night, could it be that they deliberately cheated? After thinking about it, Yiyi regained his calm expression and listened to what Jiuya said next on the sofa.

"The way we find out about you is not through people, but through ghosts!"

"Haha, Miss Jiang Jiuya, can you convince me a little bit by making up a story? I'm an atheist. ”

"Uncle Wang is dead!" Jiuya didn't sleep all night because her uncle Wang couldn't sit in the hall one by one one and left with the ghost at dawn.

One by one, without any expression, he took out his mobile phone and pressed it a few times and put it down, picked it up and pressed it a few times and then put it down, and so on more than a dozen times, and smiled one by one, "Hehe, old man, it's normal to forget to charge." The smile on the corner of his mouth is still in tears, but he has been shed, since he can remember, Uncle Wang's phone has always been connected, even if he was woken up by a nightmare in the middle of the night, a phone call can call Uncle Wang.

"Last night a man sat in the hall and told me about his good ...... all night."

When I first met my master, he was only three years old, he was already able to break dance, he was very good-looking, he had learned all the dances at the age of six, and at the age of eight he secretly wore his mother's clothes on stage and became an instant hit, it was a club, he could hold up in such a messy place, and then he performed day and night...... Because my mother is a Chinese, the last dignity he left behind is to call himself Chinese, I heard that the country calls all the powerful people sir, so I changed the name to respect his efforts...... Jiuya recalled, trying to finish them one by one.

"How did Uncle Wang die......" wiped his face one by one, and some details were indeed known only to Uncle Wang himself.

"You let your godfather's son become a vegetative person, Uncle Wang carried it for you, and when Uncle Wang left, he said that Yin Sinuo was dead, there is no Yin Sinuo in the world, and the living should look forward."

"Really? Can you really die? Twenty! I've been popular for twenty years! I never show a man on the stage, because I have low self-esteem, I am afraid of being looked down upon, I have never done myself in a dignified manner, only when I put on women's clothes and makeup can I have the confidence and dare to speak out in front of people. "One by one, it completely broke out.

"So you're coming back to find me?"

"Who are you?"

"Innova." Walking up the stairs, a middle-aged man with slightly gray hair and a glint in his eyes, his slightly fat body and the crumpled suit on his body were particularly incompatible, and when the other party reported his name, Jiuya almost didn't laugh.