Chapter 11: Ugly Faces
"Haven't you seen makeup?" Mu Wushuang didn't care how surprised these two people were, and continued to paint, "You just need to pretend to be weak and pitiful when you go in, cry when necessary, faint, understand?" ”
Gu Hanfei: "...... Got it. ”
Mobei sneered and wanted to complain, "Cut, cry ......"
"You supporting role with no role, shut up."
Mobei: "......"
When they arrived at the venue, several people walked in unimpeded.
Gu Hanfei narrowed his eyes slightly, Mu Wushuang even had a ticket ready to enter.
When a few people entered, the pair of parents were still talking on the stage about how it was not easy for them and how they pulled their children up, but Gu Hanfei took their children away with a fatigue drive!
In and out of the words, it was all an accusation against Gu Hanfei.
Several cameras broadcast live next to it, which also stirred up a lot of heat.
"I really didn't expect that the man I have been a fan of for so many years would be this kind of person!"
"Holy! The son who was raised by others with all his hard work was killed by you like this! Gu Hanfei, you are really not human! This family is so pitiful! ”
"Gu Hanfei, why don't you die?! You're not human! ”
"That's it, Gu Hanfei, go and die! People like you don't deserve to be idols! ”
"Yes, yes, yes!"
“……”
"Regarding the killing of my son, I just wanted to take him to court, so that he could get the punishment he deserved, he would compensate us some money, and we would go back and find a better cemetery for my son, but who would have thought that I would lose ......"
The victim's mother, Wang Meijuan, cried even more sadly.
The host took out two tissues and comforted: "Don't be sad first, is it true that you said that Gu Hanfei hit and ran to kill your son?" ”
"Of course it's true!" Wang Meijuan cried and nodded. "O my poor son!"
Mu Wushuang scoffed at Wang Meiyuan's style, snorted coldly, and shouted loudly: "I think, you just want to take this opportunity to seize the property that Gu Hanfei has accumulated over the years, right?!" ”
Wang Meijuan sobbed twice and looked at the audience, this voice was a reverse current among the sighing voices of many audiences, so she heard it clearly.
Wang Meijuan was still crying, her husband Song Daqiang had quit, "You, how can you talk like that?" Are you a fan of Gu Hanfei, I know you are trying to maintain his image, but he killed someone! He killed our son whom we had worked so hard to raise! ”
Mu Wushuang raised his eyebrows, glanced at the host on the stage, and slowly walked onto the stage, "He killed someone?" Who did he kill, how do I not know? ”
Wang Meijuan shrunk into Song Daqiang's arms and said, "He killed our son!" ”
The audience below chimed in.
"That's right! You brainless fan, come down quickly! I still want to wash my name after killing someone, but there is no door! ”
"That's it, don't look at what kind of garbage you powder, hurry up and take off the powder!"
"I've turned black!"
"Shut up, blind man." Mu Wushuang swept the crowd below with cold eyes, and walked in front of Song Ziyun step by step, "Auntie, before telling me that Gu Hanfei hit someone dead, can you answer me a question?" ”
"You say." Wang Meijuan sobbed and performed a mother who lost her beloved son to the fullest.
"My question is......" Mu Wushuang took out two documents, she raised the file in her left hand and asked, "Why does the monitoring you provide show that these two are not the same person after comparing them with Gu Hanfei's portrait?" ”