Chapter 247: What About Her (6)
"Do you suspect that I will detain Sangi and threaten you?" A flash of shock flashed in Xu Jiamu's eyes, he didn't expect that his image in Xu Jiamu's heart had deteriorated to such an extent.
Xu Jiamu still sneered and remained silent.
A few days ago, Xu Jiamu called to tell him about "ONEFOUR", and today at noon and afternoon when he was confirming the contract with the other company, he received the news that Sang Ji had been killed.
Xu Jiamu immediately suspected that Xu Jiamu wanted to win the project of "ONEFOUR" and used Sang Ji to threaten him, Xu Jiamu didn't have time to think about it, and left the other company's company to come to Xu Jiamu to ask for someone.
"Am I such a despicable person in your eyes?" Xu Jiamu said and picked up the mobile phone on the desktop and threw it in front of him, "From the moment her mobile phone was turned off, I sent someone to look for her, but I haven't found anyone so far, what about you?" ”
"Heh-" Xu Jiamu sneered with disdain, "Came to me to waste time?" ”
Xu Jiamu unconsciously lowered his eyes, looked at the mobile phone that fell on the black screen on the table, and suddenly loosened Xu Jiamu's collar in his heart.
Xu Jiamu lost his center of gravity and staggered to sit on the seat.
Xu Jiamu clicked on his phone with trembling hands, slid to the chat page of Su Yuan, who notified him of the news, and looked at the location he sent.
Indeed, Xu Jiamu knew that Sang Ji lost his mind instantly at the moment he was killed, and he only knew that Sang Ji said that he came to the Xu family manor, so he thought that it might be Xu Jiamu's doing.
But now that I think about it carefully, how could Xu Jiamu do such an insidious thing.
At most, he will be like the last time he fought for the rights of SD's latest game, and he will only lose money and make him disqualified from getting the project.
Xu Jiamu's body and brain seemed to be filled with heavy lead, and he didn't think or do a single step of action, and he was very slow.
Xu Jiamu saw that his expression was different, frowned, and stood up to look at the mobile phone screen in his hand.
It was a map leading to the abandoned old factory in the suburbs, Xu Jiamu snatched his mobile phone after seeing it clearly, picked up his mobile phone and strode downstairs, calling the general person in charge of Cha Sangji as he ran, telling him which point to check.
Xu Jiamu, who had just run to the living room, paused, turned his head to look at the study on the second floor, hesitated but turned around and rushed upstairs quickly, holding the hand of Xu Jiamu, who was still guilty and completely out of his mind, ran out of the house, ran into the garage, got into the sports car, and went towards the abandoned old factory.
Xu Jiamu looked through the rearview mirror with some concern and looked at Xu Jiamu, who was sitting in the back seat extremely depressed.
If you don't take him with you, he'll hate himself to death.
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It's still raining, but it's much better than the previous hours, at least there hasn't been any more thunder.
Xu Jiamu drove into the highway leading to the abandoned old factory and stepped on the accelerator.
When he came to the gate of the old factory, the rain became extremely light, and it was pouring down on him and Xu Jiamu.
Xu Jiamu, who came back to his senses, was no longer stunned, but it was terrifyingly gloomy.
He looked at the big iron door that had been artificially opened, and his heart was shocked, as if he had been grabbed and ravaged by a big hand, and the pain was so painful that he almost couldn't breathe.
Xu Jiamu walked into the factory and looked at the messy pace of the floor, and his heart sank.
With footprints on the floor that were mixed with dust and water, I walked up to the second floor.
He searched the entire factory and searched almost every corner where he could hide people, but he didn't find Sangji's figure.
Xu Jiamu, who was in the factory on the right side of the second floor, picked up a clean men's belt on the ground, his head exploded, and he subconsciously called: "Xu Jiamu." ”