Qin Tian didn't know what their group of people were doing, why did they publish that list?

"There are a lot of people here who are all relatives of writers, and you think so many people have a relationship with writers, what would they look like if they knew that their families and children had been taken away?"

Zhou Meng didn't say anything, but as soon as he said it, Qin Tian turned his head to look at Chen Yuqiu.

"Xiao Qiu, many of the names on this are really related to writers?"

"Of course it matters, many of these families are writers' families, do you think something happens to these writers' families, how many people will not worry about it in their hearts?"

Chen Yuqiu took screenshots of the names of several people on the list, and in an instant, the group he was in seemed to explode, and everyone called Chen Yuqiu one after another, and Chen Yuqiu's news was about to burst.

Chen Yuqiu didn't expect that there would be so many people on the list, almost five out of ten people on the list were from the writer's family, or they were related to the writer.

There are a lot of rich people in this city, and after Chen Yuqiu's announcement, Qin Tian summed it up and found that there were more than 20 people.

"So many people can form a small writers' association."

As soon as Qin Tian said this, the corners of Chen Yuqiu's mouth twitched, "These people say that their families are inside, but who knows how many are true?"

"You mean there's a possibility of traitors inside?"

Qin Tian hadn't thought of a traitor before, but Chen Yuqiu's reminder reminded him of the truth that there are many people.

There's a real chance that there will be that kind of traitor in this, and if you stab them in the back, it's over.

"That's right."

Chen Yuqiu nodded.

"Then should we sift through those writers, if they are really traitors, we will really give an account over there."

Qin Tian knew one thing after going through so much, that is, he had to ensure that he and the people around him were all safe.

I have suffered a loss, and after two losses, I don't want to suffer a third loss.

"I'll deal with this, your focus now is to collect more information about that writers' union, we have to find that writers' union."

Chen Yuqiu's personnel here are easy to handle, the key is to find the writers' union, so that they are better...

"I have here the contact number of the Writers' Union guy, he was provoked before...

Qin Tian had just said half of his words, when he suddenly remembered that everything on his body had been burned, and now there was nothing left, including that business card.

It's hard to find that guy right now.

After Chen Yuqiu and Zhou Meng saw his expression, they understood that he had already thought of something that he had nothing to do.

"Grass, how can something so important be burned by fire? That guy would have laughed at me if he knew I wasn't going. ”

Qin Tian instantly felt a little like vomiting blood.

"You don't have his contact information, so do you know where to find him, let's go to that place and find him."

Chen Yuqiu also felt that this was a big problem.

"I want to think about it."

When Qin Tian was thinking about it, Zhou Meng had already contacted Zhou Shen and asked them to come over and meet him.

"Don't think about it, my brother said he asked you for business cards before, and they've got their names on record now."

Zhou Meng glanced at Qin Tian, wouldn't his head be short-circuited by the fire, and forget what things he had already told the police?

"Oops, I really forgot if you didn't say it."

Qin Tian patted his head, how could he forget such an important matter?

"Okay, you don't have to think about it, my brother and they have already come here with the information. Chen Yuqiu, is the writer you contacted still in the bazaar? ”

Zhou Meng didn't want to go temporarily, and it would be funny if there were few people.

"They've come out of the bazaar, don't worry, I've chosen a few more reliable ones to tell them where they are, and I've grouped them up to wait for news."

Chen Yuqiu sent messages on both sides, and his fingers kept ticking, but fortunately, he was a writer before, and he was more proficient in typing every day.

"Alright, let's wait here for news."

Zhou Meng contacted Zhou Shen and they didn't come over so quickly, and when they came, it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening, just in time for dinner.

And when Yan Chuang asked Qin Tian about his harvest at the Writers' Bazaar, Qin Tian's sad look made Yan Chuang a little confused for a moment, so what happened?

Zhou Meng saw that Qin Tian didn't say anything, so he had to tell what happened to Qin Tian in the writers' bazaar, and a group of people smacked their tongues in an instant.

"I'm grass, Qin Tian, I usually look at you very fiercely, why did you plant it in the hands of an old man this time?"

Wang Yunfei laughed unceremoniously.

Qin Tian glared at him fiercely, "Do you know what kind of person that Meng Po is?" I don't think you can cry anymore. ”

"Meng Po? Wait, who the hell do you think she's going to be? ”

Wang Yunfei plucked out his ears, Meng Po, he didn't hear it wrong, right?

"Meng Po in the ghost world is the same as the rumored Meng Po, understand?"

Qin Tian rolled his eyes, he had already said it so clearly, Wang Yunfei should have heard it very clearly, right?

"What, Meng Po of the ghost world? The rumored Meng Po? Is there a mistake? Is this going to stage a Xianxia Conference? ”

Wang Yunfei smacked his tongue.

"Not to mention the Xianxia Conference, we also met the Hades."

Zhou Meng thought to herself that they should not have seen the Hades.

"Hades?"

Wang Yunfei is about to vomit blood, where did this character come out?

"This is a bit too far, such a big man is definitely not something we can see just by saying it, Zhou Meng, you better say something a little constructive, such as the Writers' Alliance that Qin Tian is going to deal with now."

Zhou Shen has just come into contact with the writer's task, and in his opinion, what Meng Po and what Hades are simply some mythical characters to him.

"Did you bring your information, all the information and contact information on Qin Tian's body have been burned, and now we have to use your information as the standard."

Zhou Meng saw that Chen Yuqiu couldn't speak, and Qin Tian couldn't say anything now, so he had to say it himself.

"In this way, I will exchange information first, we have received a tip-off newspaper now, the Writers' Union is located in a villa complex in the northern suburbs, according to the information we have learned, the owners of the villas in the northern suburbs are all members of the Writers' Union, the oldest person is eighty years old, and he is currently a platinum writer, and most of the people below are gold-level writers."

As soon as Zhou Shen's words came out, Qin Tian looked at him in surprise, "Did I hear it wrong or did you say it wrong, an eighty-year-old platinum writer?" That's too old, isn't it? ”

"Do you think all the people have such good luck as you? Already a golden writer at a young age? ”

Chen Yuqiu rolled his eyes.

"Wait, aren't you also a golden writer? It's time to be a platinum writer, right? ”

Qin Tian thinks that Chen Yuqiu is also young, isn't he also a platinum writer?

"Platinum writers are easy to enter, diamond writers are not easy to enter, and the eighty-year-old writer I know that he often hasn't received an assignment for several years, and he hasn't received a single assignment for five years since his last assignment, and he hasn't even had a chance assignment."

Chen Yuqiu had to say that the other party was actually quite pitiful.

It's a lot older, and you still have to fight like this.

"I'll go, so his last assignment was when he was 75 years old? At his age, can he run on that leg or foot? ”

Wang Yunfei stared at Chen Yuqiu with a pair of big eyes.

"Hehe, people have resources, it doesn't matter if you're old, as long as you get good resources, you're afraid of being disadvantaged?"

Zhou Meng laughed twice.

"Good resources? What is a good resource? ”

Wang Yunfei's eyes lit up, and he wanted it when he heard that there were benefits.

"You want?"

Zhou Meng raised his eyebrows, and there was a rhythm of digging a pit to make him jump down.

"Zhou Meng, don't bully Wang Yunfei, get back to business. There are currently 28 people in the writers' association, and according to my knowledge, there are only 10 people that the police can control, and the remaining 18 may have entered the writers' market. ”

Zhou Shen divided the 10 personal information he could learn to everyone and asked them to write down the appearance of these people.

Qin Tian saw that one of the people's special function was invisibility, the same as the person he met last time.