Early the next morning, Song Qing directly asked Hao Yu for his mobile phone, Hao Yu gave the mobile phone to Song Qing, as soon as Song Qing opened it, there was a photo of her on the desktop, and Song Qing had suspicion in his eyes.

"It's not me, it's Helian Zhou who sent it to me." Hao Yu hurriedly explained.

Song Qing called his lieutenant, and then threw the phone to Hao Yu and asked him to replace this kind of thing, which was also in vain. It's better not to talk nonsense with him, thinking that last night, he teased her earlobe with his tongue, Song Qing had a feeling that he had nothing to hide in front of Hao Yu.

When Yang Jun came, Hao Yu was actually very unhappy to go, but he thought that it would be a big deal to come back at night, anyway, he had recently recovered from his injuries, and it was not bad time.

As a result, when he came in the evening, he pounced, and after a check, he found out that Song Qing had gone to Hangzhou.

After Hao Yu left, Song Qing received news from Hangzhou.

said that when An Jingjing was filming, the stage bracket broke, smashed down, and was injured.

"How? What do doctors say? Song Qing wore a smoky purple short-sleeved shirt on the upper body and a pair of loose jeans on the lower body, dressed ordinarily, but with a casual look.

"It's okay, I dodged, but luckily I dodged fast." An Jingjing patted her chest and said with palpitations: "I only hurt my ankle, and it will be fine in two days, but the other actor is not good, she flashes slowly, and one leg is afraid of being broken." An Jingjing was a little afraid, if Song Qing hadn't dragged her to torture her in the past few years, she would probably have died half of the same time this time.

"What's going on?" Song Qing faintly felt that this incident was not an accident.

"I don't know, but don't make a fuss, you came from the imperial capital, are you tired? I feel distressed. An Jingjing was lying on the hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown, her feet were still hanging, and the expression on her face was very rich, not losing her expertise as an actor at all.

"Just as you can! You rest, I'll take a look. Song Qing peeled two apples for An Jingjing, put them on a dinner plate, put them next to her, and bought her some snacks, until this girl was a master who couldn't be idle, and she would definitely not be able to survive in the hospital without something.

"Love you, Momoda!" An Jingjing saw the snacks, and her eyes lit up directly.

"Eat less, you'll get fat." Song Qing threw out such a sentence and left handsomely.

The crew is on the scene.

The stage has not been dismantled yet, after all, other scenes are also needed, and when Song Qing passed, it was just in time for the workers to carry the damaged brackets.

Song Qing only glanced at it and saw that the beam bracket was not a process problem at all, but was artificially damaged.

Man-made damage like this that is natural damage, killers do too much.

Song Qing can come up with several tricks in minutes.

Sure enough, it was malicious harm.

Song Qing noticed a few faint glances around her, and she walked into the alley where there was no one around. Those people really couldn't hold it back, and immediately took action.

Song Qing was a little at her feet, and an iron rod was picked up by her and held in her hand.

The first killer said, "Do you think an iron rod is faster than a gun?" Listening to the voice, the man seemed to be a middle-aged man, but with a young man's face, Song Qing only felt a chill and lost the face of the killer.

The man was about to raise the gun, but Song Qing's iron rod had pierced his throat, and then the gun fell to the ground.

The remaining three people reacted, and in the blink of an eye, one person was actually damaged!

The three of them didn't dare to be careless, and shot at Song Qing one after another, the guns were all equipped with silencers, the movement would not be too big, and Song Qing could also die quietly.

When Song Qing dodged all the bullets, then pulled out the blood-stained subway rod and threw the other killer gun off the ground with a stick, the remaining three people were not calm.

"You, who are you?" These three are obviously not as high as the last rank, and they are obviously just small newcomers in the killer world. For a while, I was so frightened that my hands trembled, let alone shoot.

"Who sent you? That organization? Song Qing looked at them coldly, and the three of them only felt as if they were being targeted by wolves.

The killer has the professional ethics of a killer, and the betrayal of his employer is always not honorable when it is spread, and the three of them are reluctant to speak for a while.

"The technology is not a few pounds and a few taels, but the professional ethics are very good." Song Qing is three points of ridicule and seven points of threat. Everyone looked at their companion's stabbed throat and felt their throats tighten.

"It's a woman, I don't know who it is, I don't see my face clearly, and she has a good figure." One person said, these people are very knowledgeable, and when they realized that this person was very capable of being a big guy in the same industry, they immediately admitted it first.

"Give me the account number you traded." Song Qing threw the iron rod directly on the ground, and watched them for a long time, not afraid of them fighting back at all.

"Okay, wait......" One person groped around on himself, trying to find an account to write down, and Song Qing just asked him to report the account.

The man took out his phone and read the account number.

Song Qing finally nodded, "Remember what to say and what not to say." Song Qing passed by with a knife, and the three of them were suddenly stunned.

A master who can kill a person with one move, and they still dare to provoke?

"Yes, yes......" The three of them nodded very undisciplinedly, and were about to leave, but they were stopped by Song Qing again, and the three of them suddenly felt a cold neck, don't they want to regret it?

"Take care of it." Song Qing glanced at the killer who was already a corpse on the side.

The three of them immediately took the body away, and all traces were erased.

After a while, the two bodyguards sent by Song Qing to secretly take care of An Jingjing appeared.

"Miss!" The two of them said very respectfully.

"Well, go check the account." Song Qing reported the account aside, and one of them immediately clicked on the watch on his arm, entered the account, and searched.

"It's fake, the account owner is a middle-aged woman, 43 years old, named Zhang Cuiyan, who sells vegetables."

"From the imperial capital, right?" Song Qing seemed to be really expected.

"Yes, it's from the imperial capital, but it's absolutely impossible to get in touch with the eldest lady, let alone buy murder." The man put his watch back up and said.

"The heroine of the crew is that Jiang Niyan, has she met Jingjing before?" Song Qing remembered that it seemed that Jiang Niyan and Jiang Qingyin beside Lu He were cousins.

"I don't know it, and suddenly one day, Miss An began to be embarrassed by her." Another said.

"Yes. Staring at those three killers, the people behind the scenes will definitely look for them. Also, don't do this kind of thing a second time. Song Qinghua was implicitly warned.

"Yes." The two of them lowered their heads and should arrive. This time it was their dereliction of duty.

Song Qing bought An Jingjing a bunch of open calla lilies, carried a box of spicy crayfish, and prepared to go back to the hospital to visit An Jingjing again.

turned to the door and heard a familiar voice, it was Zhuo Yixun, on the phone.

"This kind of thing, with the first time, I don't want to have a second time, you don't like people, just fuck me off! If she hurts another hair, you'll cut off a finger!" ”

Song Qing could feel Zhuo Yixun's suppressed anger in the corner of the wall. However, this person is not usually like this, it turns out that he is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Song Qing suddenly felt a little worried about An Jingjing, maybe, she didn't know what kind of person she fell in love with in her youth.

At least, Jingjing shouldn't have seen that Zhuo Yixun's crazy side for her is full of anger.

Immediately, Song Qing heard a muffled sound, it should be Zhuo Yixun who was so angry that he hammered the wall, the footsteps faded away, and he left.

Song Qing turned around, and there, there was still Zhuo Yixun's angry smoke smell.

There are three cigarette butts on the ground.