Chapter 66: Who Sent the Text Message?

Their people have been found.

Who are they?

Gu Xi stared at the text message, his mood was complicated, he had suppressed his suspicion of the original identity, and was easily aroused by this text message again.

This mobile phone number, after she set it up, even spam text messages are rarely received, no one except Zhang Xiaohua will make this call before, and there is only one more Tang Sheng recently.

But obviously, this text message was not sent by Tang Sheng.

The completely unfamiliar number, the unknown place of belonging, and the familiar tone make people inexplicably a little flustered.

"I think the character of this rich daughter is very good, the character is kind and beautiful, and it is easy to have an audience."

Zhang Xiaohua was still talking about the characters in the script, but Gu Xi was already unsettled, and suddenly remembered the man who attacked her that night.

Through the glass of the visiting window, the strong and unwilling voice seemed to sound in her ears again.

"I can't get anything back, and even if it's here, they won't let me go!"

"I don't have to tell them about your existence, and I don't have to hold it accountable if you hide it, as long as you help me get out...."

Gu Xi's hand trembled slightly, she didn't believe that person was crazy, and the other party's attack was very methodical and not chaotic at all.

This sudden text message ...... "them", could it be the same people?

What is Xiao Gu Xi hiding?

But the man was not obsessed with what she had in her hand, but had a clear purpose and was ruthless, just to kill her.

It seems that as long as she can shut up forever and hide something, she can no longer be a threat to anyone.

It was not easy for Gu Xi, who wanted to be reborn, to die, but after some tossing, the man himself died suddenly.

From the conversation on the day of the visit, the information obtained was vague and confusing.

When he learned that the man was dead, Gu Xi was not surprised, but confirmed some speculations, and he was relieved.

She didn't know what secrets the original body had, or what it was involved in, but at least she could confirm that the man hadn't had time to tell "their" Gu Xi about the existence at that time.

And the things hidden in Xiao Gu Xi's hands are not so easy to find.

It is precisely because of this that she decided to cut off the run, forget what the man said as crazy words, be a little artist who wants to be popular, and happily walk the starlight road again.

But now it seems, it's not easy.

Xiao Gu Xi's real interpersonal relationship in the past, she didn't know anything, she couldn't tell what the identity of the person who sent the text message was, and she wouldn't reply easily.

Who knows if it's a deliberate temptation or a sincere reminder?

Thinking a little far away for a while, the girl's eyes were slightly deep, and she didn't make a sound for a long time, and the little assistant probed over curiously:

"Brother Xi, what are you thinking, who sent the text message?"

came back to his senses, quietly deleted it, and threw his phone to the bedside casually:

"Ask me if I'm interested in any street shops, do I look like such a rich person?"

Zhang Xiaohua waved her hand: "Hey, I often receive this kind of spam text message, don't worry about it!" ”

He also said: "The script of this little maid is not given, and there are a lot of lines, but I think it's a bit of a pit, whose maid is better looking than the master?" ”

Gu Xi hummed casually, she now feels that she will probably face a big pit in the near future, depending on whether the landing posture is beautiful or not, and whether she will fall beyond recognition.

Gu Xi sighed, I really want to hand it over to the police for investigation, otherwise I will be frightened and affect the quality of life.

It's a pity that she didn't deal well with the police in her previous life.

Now, she naturally won't covet this convenience, so she can only carry it herself.

While Gu Xi was worried, thousands of miles away in a certain island fishing village, there were also people who were anxious and panicked.

In the simple house converted from an abandoned ship, there is a dense clutter, and in the dim light, there is a feeling of crampedness and crampedness.

"Woo... Whining... Put... I'm going to... Kill..."

The vague and rough male voice looked a little angry in this not open space.