After the press conference ended, Murong Qiao received a message from Jiang Chi as soon as he went home.

[Jiang Chi: The plagiarism thing has been settled. 】

Murong Qiao has been asking Jiang Chi to check on the plagiarism, and in addition to Ke Run, the author of the plagiarism is also a link.

The other party can come up with works that are similar to her, and at the time of the incident, it was prepared in advance, no matter how you look at it, it will not be a coincidence.

At that time, she was sure that eighty percent of people were behind the ghost, so she asked Jiang Chi to start investigating.

Now, it's time for the results to surface.

Along with Jiang Chi's news, there was also an address close to the dock.

After all, there are some things that are really inconvenient to do in the company, and there is no need to be soft on the enemy Murong Qiao.

……

"You're kidnapping...... Wait for me, wait for me to get out, I'm going to go to court and sue you! The trembling voice showed the special panic in the master's heart.

At the same time, the other party's body couldn't stop struggling, trying to break through the limitations and restraints of the body, but no matter how the hands and feet twisted, they were tightly attached to the chair behind them, and finally had to fall backwards in vain.

It was an empty room.

Two men with sacks on their heads were bound to chairs with strong ropes and could not move.

Jiang Chi stood in front of the two of them expressionlessly, and after making sure that there was no problem with the binding, he slowly removed the hoods of the two people.

"Where is this ......?"

Wei Bei, whose face was like gold leaf, was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and looked at the man standing in front of him in a trembling manner.

It's not muscular, but it doesn't look like it's easy to mess with......

But, but he remembered that he hadn't offended this person, right??

Wei Bei pressed the panic and opened his mouth to probe: "Brother, I just squatted in the family to write, we shouldn't have met before......"

His mind went blank with nervousness, and he couldn't remember what he had said after the words came out of his mouth.

And the other middle-aged man next to Wei Bei was similar to Wei Bei's reaction after removing the hood.

was silent almost like a dead man, especially after seeing Jiang Chi's face, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had seen someone he knew and feared, his mouth was closed tightly, and he didn't say a word until the end.

"Please let me go! Let's discuss everything......"

No matter what Wei Bei said, Jiang Chi stood in place unmoved.

Until a footstep came.

The crisp high heels stepped on the ground, making a rhythmic sound from far and near, gradually approaching this side, the sound seemed to press the heartbeat in the body, and every step could make people's nerves tense.

"Squeak—"

The door was pushed open.

Wei Bei looked up in a panic and saw a face that almost made him suffer cardiopulmonary arrest.

"I, you...... I'm not ......."

Listening to the other party's trembling voice, Murong Qiao hooked the corners of his lips and let out a chuckle, so he walked in front of him and looked at Wei Bei condescendingly.

"Is this angry?" Murong Qiao's tone was light.

"That's right, after all, I copied your book, and I got a good reputation and made a lot of money."

Murong Qiao deliberately greeted him with the statement issued by the other party at that time.

Wei Bei swallowed nervously, "Why, how could it be, I copied it." ”

At this time, he fell into the hands of the other party, and Wei Bei lost the cheeky energy on the Internet.

"How so." Murong Qiao shook his head and denied him, "I'm a big sinner who plagiarized your ideas. ”

"The most serious sinner deserves to be cut by a thousand knives, drowned by spitting saliva, poked in the backbone and cyberbullied to depression and finally commit suicide to apologize."

"Isn't that right?"

It was obvious that Murong Qiao was talking about himself, but the more Wei Bei listened, the lower his head became, and he couldn't wait to bury his head in his chest.

He almost didn't dare to meet Murong Qiao's clear gaze.

It's the kind of gaze that keeps staring at him, doesn't take his eyes off, and is so focused that it almost makes people panic.

The room also became silent, without Wei Bei's words, Murong Qiao didn't speak, and it made Wei Bei feel that the blood was flowing in his body, and it seemed that even his heart was beating faster.

In a silence that was almost suffocating, Murong Qiao took a moment before he spoke.

"Jiang Chi, take him down."

This "he" is naturally talking about the middle-aged man next to him.

The other party is like a stuffy gourd, and the breakthrough is obviously on Wei Bei's side.

"Yes."

Jiang Chi responded, and then took a step forward without hesitation, stretched out his hand and directly pulled the middle-aged man out, dragging the uppermost part of the chair with his hand, and didn't care about the embarrassed posture of the person on the chair.

It seemed that at this moment, the middle-aged man, who had been silent, knew what the panic was, and struggled in Jiang Chi's dragging, and the whole person shook the chair violently, trying to get out of it.

Wei Bei just wanted to open his mouth to ask where the other party would be sent, but then he saw Jiang Chi find an iron rod out of nowhere, and knock the person away with one hand.

This frightened Wei Bei as quiet as a chicken.

"Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about yourself."

She raised her tail note, as if expecting it.

Wei Bei's scalp was tingling with fright, and his panicked legs struggled to get himself back, to distance himself from this demon-like woman, as if he could escape from danger in this way.

He is also a writer anyway, and his brain is very big, and Murong Qiao's words made Wei Bei resist all over his body.

Murong Qiao didn't care about Wei Bei's reaction.

She turned around and walked behind Wei Bei, dragging the other party's chair to a wall.

Murong Qiao stretched out his hand and pressed down on an imperceptible depression at the very edge of the wall, and then saw that the wall in front of the two of them suddenly stretched to both sides, revealing a huge glass window.

Outside the glass window, the sea is crashing on the shore.

Murong Qiao intimately opened the window and let the salty sea breeze blow to the north of Wei.

"I ask, you answer."

"As for the result of answering incorrectly—"

Murong Qiao directly gave him the answer with his movements, leaned forward with one hand on the chair, and leaned half of Wei Bei's body out of the window, as if he could let go of his hand in the next second and let the other party fall.

Wei Bei's body was stiff and didn't dare to move, and the whole person was almost like a stone, but he couldn't shrink back, and his breathing was lighter.

"Why plagiarism?"

First question.

Wei Bei swallowed, "Yes, it's me." ”

“……”

"It's really me!" Wei Bei seemed to make Murong Qiao believe in himself, and tried to raise his voice.

He closed his eyes and let himself try his best to ignore the tide, "I saw your fearlessness and martial arts all on fire before!" I also wanted to be popular, so I plagiarized your work! ”

"I, I just want to make money......"

Wei Bei said tremblingly.

Deceitful.

Murong Qiao looked at him and came to this conclusion almost without judgment.

According to Jiang Chi's investigation results, Wei Bei's profit after plagiarism is not considerable at all, and it can only be said to be a subsistence.

Just this amount of money, the other party has been copying it until the incident, what is the picture?

"What's the name of the fearless hero?"

Second question.

But this time, Wei Bei couldn't answer at all, because he was purely a nonsense explanation.

A few seconds passed, and Murong Qiao didn't wait for an answer.

She let go of her hand and let the only rope on the chair hold Wei Bei to keep it shaking on the edge of the window.

"Ahh Wei Bei screamed in fear.

The sound of waves crashing on the shore seemed to be in his ears, Wei Bei felt the crumbling state at the moment, and his face became a little whiter than a dead man for a while.

(End of chapter)